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    me for so long, don’t you feel. ashamed? If you’ve always loved Cynthia, why marry me? And if


    you’ve married me, why keep getting involved with Cynthia? You’re juggling with two women! You’re


    a bastard!” Rosalie cried.


    “Consider me a bastard, then.”


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    Rosalie just stared at him wide–eyed.


    Theodore was just stepping out the door; but in a moment of hesitation, he thought of something


    and turned back.


    “Rose, if you have something to tell me, you can tell me now.”


    He could listen before leaving. He had always felt she was hiding something from him, and that


    there was something she wanted to tell him all along.


    Rosalie’s gaze was hollow, now, she was quiet and calm. She bit her pale lips, and replied


    hoarsely, “Aren’t you in a hurry to go see your darling? Why ask me anything?”


    “I can listen to you first before going. It won’t take long. Please tell me.”


    Maybe all Rosalie had to say was just one sentence.


    Rosalie smiled bitterly. Yes, it wouldn’t take long–in fact, a few seconds would be enough.


    She was pregnant. It was just one simple sentence.


    He was willing to stay a few more seconds, maybe a few minutes-


    but the fact of the matter was, he wasn’t willing to stay.


    “Theodore. If you want me to tell you, then you can’t go to Cynthia.”


    Just this once, Rosalie wanted to be selfish; to be a wicked woman for the sake of her child.


    Theodore furrowed his brow. “Are you threatening me?”


    “It’s not a threat. It’s a trade. If you go to Cynthia’s, you can’t know about this.”


    If he didn’t go, there was still hope between them.


    However, thest thing Rosalie should have had was hope.