Chapter 207

Rosalie wiped the tears away from her face, and shook her head. “No. need, but thank you.”

“Okay. If, someday, you ever want me to beat him up, tell me. I’ll be ready to do it.”

Sebastian was itching for a fight.

Rosalie nodded. “Okay.”

But that day would never come. Theodore would be nothing but a stranger after their divorce. She

didn’t intend to ever see him again.

after that.

No matter what Theodore did from then on, or how his relationship. with Cynthia would progress, it

had nothing to do with her.

Everything that was bound to come to an end would end. When that time came, all the pain she

was feeling right now would go away. She might need some transition time, but she would get

better.

“I want to be alone for a while. May 1?” Rosalie said weakly, her tone.

melancholic.

Sebastian stood up. “Call me if you need anything.”

Rosalie nodded.

After Sebastian left, she laid down weakly on the bed, all alone. She looked ahead, her eyes empty

and soulless as they glazed over.

Rosalie stayed in her room alone until it in the evening.

was seven She skipped dinner; there were many times Sebastian wanted to ask her what she

wanted to eat for dinner, but he didn’t dare to bother her

since he knew she was in a bad mood.

Still, if she skipped dinner, he was worried that she might be starving. Her sorrow over Theodore,

coupled with hunger, was going to be detrimental to her health–especially with her pregnancy.

After thinking through the options, he finally decided to knock on her door. “Rose, what do you want

to eat for dinner?”

There was no response from the room.

After a moment’s silence, Sebastian went on, “Even if you don’t feel like eating, the baby needs

nutrients. I’ll call you out for dinner once. it’s ready, all right?”

Silence.

“Since you’re not saying anything, I’ll take it as consent. Reply me when I call you later, okay?”

After ten whole seconds, Rosalie finally replied sullenly, “Okay.”

Sebastian heaved a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

The moment Yvonne returned home, the wonderful fragrance of food greeted her.

She followed the scent to the dining hall, and saw two dishes set out. on the table. They looked and

smelled delicious, almost making her drool.

Although she had some food during her outing, her cravings returned at the sight before her. She

leaned close to the food and took a whiff, her drool almost dripping in them.

Suddenly, a huge hand grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back hard. The back of her head was

smacked–while it wasn’t painful, she could feel the hostility of the hand’s owner.

“You’re just like a dog drooling over food,” Sebastian berated.

Yvonne furrowed her brows, and rubbed the back of her head. Her brother treated her so violently.

She turned around, and saw Sebastian wearing an apron as he placed yet another dish on the

table. She was surprised to see how virtuous and homely her brother looked.

If she hadn’t witnessed how vicious and ruthless her brother could be at work, frightening everyone

around the meeting table, she would have thought that her brother was a genial gentleman. His

handsome features were deceptive indeed.

Regardless, she could now confidently say that her brother was capable at both work and in the

kitchen.

“You’re making dinner, Seb? I had no idea you knew how to cook!”

She had never seen him cook in her entire life.

“Do you know everything about me?” Sebastian countered coldly. What were you doing outside?

You promised to keep Rose company, but you ended up going out for fun. You’re so irresponsible.”