“I loved the wrong man.”


    Rosalie stared at the resident register in a daze, before pulling her phone out from her pocket to


    check the time. She then realized that her phone was out of battery, and had switched off


    automatically.


    Sebastian saw the cked–out screen on her phone, and immediately offered, “I have a charger.


    You can use it.”


    Rosalie nodded. “Thanks.”


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    Sebastian hooked her phone up to his charger, and put it aside to allow it to charge.


    “What time is it now?” Rosalie asked.


    Sebastian nced at the clock, and said, “One in the afternoon. What’s the matter? Do you have


    something to do?”


    “I was too rash at the resort, and said that I wouldn’t file for a divorce


    to make things difficult for them. I’m regretting it right now. I’d rather quickly go through the divorce,


    lest I have to bear the sight of him again.”


    Anger had gotten the better of her just now, and she had said things out of spite. She just didn’t


    want to let them off so easily, and this seemed to be the best way to take revenge on them.


    Now that she had calmed down and thought about it, doing so was


    detrimental to her as well.


    What good would it do to her if she didn’t get a divorce?. Aside from guarding the position of Mrs.


    Spencer with her life so Cynthia would never see the light of day and she would never be able to


    officially be together with Theodore, there was no other advantage to this. She


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    wouldn’t exactly emerge as the winner, either.


    After charging her phone for a while, Rosalie switched her phone on and found a few missed calls


    from Theodore.


    He had finally switched his phone off, but her phone was in turn switched off. They seemed to


    always be missing each other, and shared no affinity whatsoever.


    Rosalie took a deep breath, and called Theodore’s number. He answered the call very quickly.


    Before Rosalie had the chance to speak, Theodore said, “Rose, where are you?”


    “I’m looking for you, too,” Rosalie said coldly. “Let’s meet at the clerk’s office. Let’s file for a divorce


    before five in the evening today.”


    Silence ensued over the line.


    “Where are you right now?” he asked again.


    “That’s not important. We’ll meet at the entrance of the bureau and file for a divorce. We’ll both be


    released from this situation. Please


    rush there within the next hour.”


    Theodore remained silent for a while before saying, “Okay.”


    With that, both of them ended the call.


    His final agreement pierced through Rosalie’s heart like a knife.


    They were finally going to get a divorce. It was great.


    But why did it hurt so badly?


    She must have loved this man for too long. It was ten years in total- what a long time it was! She


    felt as though a knife had been stuck in her heart over the decade, that she no longer felt any pain.


    Now that she had to suddenly pull it out, the pain was excruciating.


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    But it didn’t matter. The pain would eventually go away, and time. would heal all wounds.


    She turned to say to Sebastian “Thank you, but I think I’ll skip lunch. I’m rushing to meet Theodore


    so that we can file for a divorce. I probably won’t have time to eat.”


    Sebastian acknowledged her exnation, and instructed the kitchen. to stop preparing lunch.


    Rosalie was puzzled. “Are you not eating lunch too?”


    She might be leaving, but Sebastian was going to remain here.


    “I’ll send you to the bureau. How are you intending to go there otherwise?”


    Rosalie suddenly remembered that her car wasn’t around.


    What’s more, they were in the wealthy district where every household owned a luxury car. There


    didn’t seem to be any taxis or subways


    around.


    Sebastian said, “We’re very far away from the bureau. I’ll drive you


    there.”


    “But that’d be so much trouble for you. You haven’t had lunch, either.”


    “A couple of hours won’t make much difference. You, on the other hand, are pregnant and must


    have some food. Wait for me.”


    Sebastian stood up and walked off. After a while, he returned with some milk, bread, and fruit.


    “I’ll drive you to the bureau while you eat these along the way. We’ll have a good meal tonight.”


    Rosalie nodded. “All right, then. Thank you so much.”


    “It’s fine. It’s no trouble at all.” In fact, Sebastian was d to be able


    to do something for Rosalie.


    The two of them rushed to the bureau.


    Rosalie sat in the hall of the bureau with her resident register in hand


    as anxiety started creeping up on her.