The memory of Cynthia iming that Theodore would defend her just half an hour ago shed past


    Rosalie’s mind.


    Cynthia had a reason for being so confident. Theodore really was


    defending her. Even if he knew Cynthia might have done it on


    purpose, he still chose to defend her


    How much did he love her to defend her to such an extent, despite knowing that she ndered his


    grandmother?


    “Fine, it’s over since you said it’s over. But don’t forget: just because it’s over, doesn’t mean that it


    never happened.”


    Rosalie then turned to leave.


    Theodore grabbed her arm to stop her. “Wait, there’s one more thing.”


    “What else is there? If it’s about Cynthia, I don’t want to hear it. Let me go.”


    Just then, Reba and the rest walked in. “Rose.”


    “Grandma,” Rosalie said as she shook Theodore’s hand off hard. She walked to Reba.


    “Grandma, are you all right?”


    “I’m fine, really. We’ve talked things through about what happened today,” Reba said, looking to


    be in a good mood.


    Sydney and Wesley were standing next to Reba.


    Cynthia was with them as well, her head bowed and her face covered with streaks of tear stains.


    Rosalie said, “Grandma, since you’ve talked things through, I’ll head back first.”


    “All right. You’ve kept mepany over the past few days, it’s time for you to head back home for


    some rest. But…” Reba turned to nce at Cynthia. “Ms. Zeller will be heading back home.


    Theo, are you going to send Rose or Ms. Zeller home?”


    Theodore stood up from the couch, and straightened out his jacket.


    Rosalie knew what Theodore would say even before he spoke. She said to Reba, “Grandma,


    just have the driver send me back home. I


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    “Rose, I’ll send you home,” Theodore said as he appeared behind her. Let’s go home. I haven’t


    returned in a while.”


    Rosalie furrowed her brows as a look of surprise shed past her face. She turned to look at him,


    thinking she might have misheard him. She finally snapped back to attention after a while.


    “Aren’t you going to send Cynthia back?”


    Cynthia didn’t expect Theodore to say that either, and nced at him pitifully.


    “Cindy, the driver will send you home. I have something to attend to today,” he said.


    He had to send Rosalie home.


    Cynthia knew it wasn’t a good idea to bug him under such circumstances, and had no choice but to


    bite her lip and nod.


    Reba smiled. “All right, head back home now. You two can talk when you reach home.”


    “Mom.” Sydney stepped forward., “I’ll head off too. I’lle and visit you again next time.”


    “Sure, go on ahead.”


    When Sydney turned to leave, Wesley bade Reba a hasty farewell as well. “I’ll head off, too.”


    Reba nodded as she saw Wesley follow closely behind Sydney.


    “I have something to talk to you about,” he said.


    “I have nothing to say to you,” Sydney snapped.


    “It’s business.”


    Wesley ran in pursuit of Sydney, thinking of all ways to follow behind her.


    Reba shook her head helplessly. “Theo, just take a look at your father. He’s regretting it so


    much that your mother refuses to talk to him.”


    Theodore said nothing further to her, but turned to Rosalie. “Let’s go.”


    He held Rosalie’s hand without a word, and took her away.


    Rosalie walked behind Theodore, a perplexed look on her face.


    He was speaking up for Cynthia just moments ago, behaving all biased toward her andcking in


    logic. Yet now, there was such a sudden reversal in his attitude.


    Rosalie had no idea what he was thinking.