“Baby, I don’t hate your dad now, so you shouldn’t hate him either. We shouldn’t live with hatred, it’s


    much too exhausting.


    “Your dad just doesn’t love Mommy. He only sees me as a sister. He doesn’t have any romantic


    feelings for me. It’s just my wishful


    thinking, and an unrequited love on my part.


    “What can a woman do when a man doesn’t love her? Is that an unforgivable crime?


    “Baby, I… I really tried, but your dad doesn’t love me.”


    Rosalie’s eyes grew dimmer, and she could feel tears swimming in her eyes. She recalled Wesley’s


    terrible words.


    “Luckily, Rose doesn’t have any children, or they’d end up like you–a curse!”


    Rosalie grasped the fabric covering her belly tightly. She wouldn’t let such a curse fall upon her


    child.


    ‘In the future, no matter what, Mommy will support you. Mommy won’t force you to marry someone


    you don’t love,‘ she thought determinedly.


    Suddenly, Theodore murmured, “Mom…”


    Rosalie raised her head, and strained to listen. Theodore was muttering something in his sleep, and


    he moved slightly. Rosalie go


    got out of the sofa and walked barefoot to the bed. As she got closer, she saw that Theodore was


    frowning and muttering under his breath.


    “Mom, where are you? You and dad don’t want me anymore…


    He clutched the edge of the nket tightly, then loosened his grip. He repeated the action several


    times, as if trying to grasp something but failing. He seemed to be trapped in his nightmare.


    Rosalie immediately reached out and held his hand.


    The moment he felt Rosalie’s hand in his, he instantly calmed down. His tightly furrowed brows


    gradually rxed.


    “Mom, can you tell me a story?”


    Tears welled up in Rosalie’s eyes. He must be dreaming about his mother as a child.


    “Mom, please don’t leave, okay? If Dad doesn’te back, I can stay with you.”


    “Mom, can you hold me while I sleep…? I’m afraid of the thunder.”


    A gust of chilly wind blew in from outside, and Theodore trembled.


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    Just as Rosalie was about to close the window, he tightened his grip on her hand. “Don’t leave…


    Please don’t leave. When I grow up, I’ll take care of you, Mom. We don’t need Dad.”


    Rosalie sighed softly, her heart softening as shey down beside him. She stretched out her left arm


    and put it gently around his shoulders, avoiding his wound.


    Seemingly sensing aforting fragrance, Theodore’s initially tense body gradually rxed. He


    nestled into Rosalie’s embrace, holding her tightly like a three–year–old child without a sense of


    security, trembling,


    “Mom, don’t leave… I’m afraid of the thunder.”


    Rosalie ced her hand on the back of his head tenderly. She stroked his hair while whispering in


    his ear, “Mom’s not leaving. I’ll stay with you. Be good, and go to sleep.”


    She kissed him gently on his forehead.


    Lying in her embrace, Theodore felt safe. He smiled with satisfaction, and his nightmares stopped.


    Rosalie’s eyes were moist.


    ‘Theo, you knew what happened between your parents as a child, so why did you go down the


    same path?


    ‘You say that I’m different from your mother, that I don’t love you. But if I did love you, would you


    change your mind? You wouldn’t… You’d still marry Cynthia. If you knew I loved you, you’d just find


    me even more pathetic.


    ‘Theo, I won’t let our child repeat our mistakes. When he or she grows up, I’ll make sure our child


    marries for love. I won’t let our child hurt others. If the Spencers are truly cursed, it should end


    here.‘


    Everything was silent. Eventually, Rosalie drifted off to sleep.


    Theodore stayed in her arms while she held his head. She let him bury his face in her chest; they


    nestled close together, finding warmth and sce in each other.