Chapter 63

Theodore didn’t want to believe that Cynthia was capable of such things. He had even blamed

Rosalie for what happened with the bracelet, but her demeanor at the time didn’t seem like she was

lying either.

“That bracelet… Well… I told her it was very beautiful and perfect for her. Theo, don’t you

remember? After you bought that bracelet, I accidentally saw it and thought it was for me.

“But then, you told me it was for Rosalie. I just praised how beautiful it was and said it was a perfect

gift for her. Did she misunderstand? It’s my fault for not explaining properly. Should I go talk to her

and clear things up?”

Cynthia looked anxious and ashamed.

It wouldn’t make a difference even if Theodore confronted the two women. There was no evidence

only Cynthia and Rosalie knew what happened in the office. Cynthia could spin the story however

she liked.

Theodore pondered momentarily before finally coldly saying, “Next time, don’t bring up such

matters. It’s better not to say anything if you’re just going to leave things half–said and make people

misunderstand.”

“I… Theo, you misunderstood. I really didn’t mean it that way. Maybe I misspoke, but I didn’t intend

to do that. I can explain it to her,” said Cynthia, panicking.

“No need. I just hope this doesn’t happen again.”

Theodore was utterly exhausted.

“Your fever’s gone, so I’ll leave.”

As Theodore turned to leave, Cynthia grabbed his hand. “Theo, are you mad at me? I apologize for

saying too much, but that’s not what I meant. Please, believe me, I’m begging you!”

Theodore turned his head and calmly replied, “I hope so. Get some rest, okay?”

Cynthia understood that she shouldn’t say anything more. The more she said, the worse it would

get.

She obediently let go of his hand. “Then, you should go home and get some rest. Thanks for

keeping me company today.”

Sitting in his car, Theodore gently massaged his temples, attempting to clear his mind. He took his

phone out of his pocket, only to find it dead. Plugging it into the car’s charger port, he waited for his

phone. to boot up, but ended up setting it aside and driving away before it fully powered up.

While driving, Theodore’s vision blurred as the neon lights outside. seemed to cause Rosalie’s face

to flash continuously in his mind. He couldn’t tell if she was happy or in pain.

She only saw him as a brother. Her pain probably stemmed from her reliance on him, like a little

sister’s dependence on her big brother. Now that he, that supposed big brother, was leaving, she

might feel. some reluctance. But overall, she should be happy, right?

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Theodore answered, “Hello?”

It was Yuvan on the other end.

“Mr. Spencer, I’ve been trying to reach you. Your phone was off, I couldn’t get through.”

Yuvan had been worried, thinking something might have happened to Theodore.

“My phone ran out of battery. What’s the matter?” Theodore

responded coldly.

“Mr. Spencer, I took the revised divorce papers to the hospital today, and Mrs. Spencer has already

signed them.”

Theodore’s grip on the phone tightened as he asked, “Was she eager to sign them?”

“Yes,” Yuvan replied. “Mrs. Spencer didn’t seem to care about the contents. She just immediately

signed the papers and asked me to pass on a message to you.”

“What was it?”

“She said, “You are finally free to be with your beloved. Congratulations“.”

Theodore’s vision was becoming increasingly blurred, to the point he could barely see the road

ahead. Red lights merged with green lights, and something in his mind seemed to explode in an

instant.

Suddenly, his car swerved, causing the surrounding cars to hit their brakes to avoid him!

Theodore’s car slammed into a lamppost and spun before careening into the grass next to the

road.