Divorce. It was about the divorce again..


    Theodore tightened his grip over the door handle.


    Yes, they should be getting a divorce!


    “Theodore, we agreed to get our hands on our resident register today. If you leave just like this, I…”


    “If I don’t leave now, should I stay here and sleep with you?”


    His voice betrayed the frustration beneath.


    “Then tell me where you’re going. Are you heading home, or are you. going to find Cynthia?”


    Since he couldn’t find relief from Rosalie, it was a likely possibility that he might look for Cynthia in


    the middle of the night.


    It would have been fine if Rosalie simply asked him if he was heading


    home–but she had to mention Cynthia’s name, of all things.


    Theodore’s brows furrowed as he turned around, and said sharply,” Find Cynthia, of course!”


    Rosalie’s heart fell, and she clutched her chest. “We’re not yet


    divorced. If you go looking for another woman, where does that leave. me? Can’t you just bear with


    it for one night?”


    “What about you? We’re not yet divorced, and you refuse to let me touch you. What else can I do?”


    “Didn’t I say I can help you in other ways?”


    “I don’t want any other way! I just want the normal way that husbands.


    and wives do!” Theodore exploded, frustrated.


    He red at her, his eyes deep and dark as he said, “Can you do it?”


    Rosalie instinctively touched her belly under the sheets. She would surely agree to it–if not for this


    chi. She felt miserable and wretched inside, but she didn’t exin herself to him. She could only let


    the indignation she felt inside turn into anger.


    “Leave, then. Go find Cynthia and do whatever you please!”


    With that, sheid back down on the bed and pulled the sheets over her head, and began sobbing.


    ‘Baby, I’m sorry. Mommy is useless and couldn’t let Daddy stay. I can’t tell him the truth, either.


    Since I can’t let him go all the way, how can I stop him from leaving? Since we’re about to a divorce,


    I’ll let him be. Mommy feels too tired from all these!‘ shemented inwardly.


    де


    After a long while, Rosalie poked her head out from the sheets and realized that Theodore truly was


    gone.


    Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and looked down at her belly.” Baby, don’t you worry. Even


    without Daddy, I can take good care of you.”


    She felt so miserable, she hadpletely forgotten about the key.


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    After a long while, she suddenly felt tightness in her chest and had difficulty breathing. Each time


    she closed her eyes, she could see Theodore being intimate with Cynthia.


    Did he really look for her and sleep with her?


    No, she had to find something to do to distract herself.


    Rosalie washed her face to perk herself up, before carefully tip–toeing


    into Grandma’s room.


    Since Theodore had left, she had to sneak the resident register out herself and call Theodore


    tomorrow.


    Reba’s room wasn’t locked from the inside. She was advanced in years, after all. If she were


    locked herself in and an ident urred, no one could go to her rescue.


    This was how Rosalie managed to sessfully sneak into


    Grandma’s room.


    She took out her phone, and switched the shlight on. She tried her best not to shine it on


    Reba lest she woke her up.


    Reba was in deep sleep, and didn’t realize that someone had entered her room.


    Rosalie came to the ce she discovered that day, and found the box. She couldn’t open the box


    right here–it would be too risky. Instead, she held the box in her arms and tip–toed out of the room.


    She held her breath all the way until she returned to her room. She anxiously shut the door, locked


    it, and ced the box on her bed before taking the key out with trembling hands.