Chapter 87

Cynthia had cut her wrists, but luckily, she had been found in time and was saved. Now, she lay

silently in bed, feeling very aggrieved and crying non–stop, no matter how much Theodore tried to

get her to talk. to him.

Finally, she managed to say, “Theo, don’t bother about me anymore. Just live well with Rosalie.

Let’s not meet again.”

“Cindy, I’ll ask you one last time, what happened? If you don’t tell me now, I’ll get angry.”

Cynthia always kept her grievances bottled up inside, but every time she saw Theodore truly angry,

she would tell the truth.

Cynthia sobbed as she choked out, The Spencer family won’t accept me. This afternoon…”

“What happened this afternoon? Tell me quickly.”

“Theo, this afternoon your mother, Rosalie, and I had lunch together.”

“What?”

Theodore was surprised. He thought it was only Rosalie and his

mother who had lunch together. No one had told him about Cynthia being there.

“I was happy when I received your mother’s call. She said she wanted to have lunch with me and

asked me not to tell you. I went happily, but I didn’t expect Rosalie to be there too.”

Cynthia cried bitterly as she continued, “Theo, I really….I can’t bear this humiliation anymore. I’m

tired of being called a mistress and a homewrecker. Whether it’s your mother, your father, or

Rosalie, they all insult me. I don’t know why I can’t please them. Rosalie even

I

splashed water on my face. I can’t take it anymore!”

As Cynthia cried uncontrollably, Theodore quickly held her hand.

“Stop crying. What did they do to you? Did they pick on you?” he asked, anger gradually seeping

into his tone.

“No, they didn’t pick on me. It’s my own fault. Theo, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have shown up. It’s all

my fault. Let’s end it. I really… I can’t. take it anymore. I feel like I can’t go on!”

Cynthia already had a delicate appearance, but now, with her pale

face and tearful eyes, it only made Theodore feel more protective of her. This kind of appearance

easily stirred up a man’s protective instincts.

-Theodore tucked her in. “Get some rest, okay? I’m here.”

When Theodore came out of the ward, his face was grim. He immediately called Rosalie.

As soon as she answered, Theodore sharply asked, “Rosalie, did you really splash water on

Cindy’s face at lunch today?”

Startled by his angry voice, Rosalie quickly tried to explain, “I… I did splash water on her, but that’s

because…”

“I was wrong about you. How could you do something so rude?! You knew Cindy wasn’t feeling well,

yet you still picked on her. You’re outrageous!”

Theodore didn’t even listen to his wife’s explanation. Once she admitted it, he erupted, leaving

Rosalie reeling from his scolding.

“You didn’t even ask me why I did it. I didn’t just randomly splash water on her. It was because

she-”

“That’s enough!” Theodore cut her off, not wanting to hear more. “No

matter what, you can’t treat her like that. How could you team up with my mom to pick on a

vulnerable woman? Do you have any decency?”

“Theodore, I don’t want to talk to you anymore. I’m hanging up,” said an angry Rosalie.

“Wait! Come to the hospital!”

Rosalie smiled coldly. “Why should I? Isn’t Cynthia better off with you?