"What''s the matter?" Sebastian asked.


    Rosalie recalled something, but she wasn''t too sure about it. It didn''t seem appropriate for her to abruptly bring it up too, so she shook her head.


    "Nothing. Let me help you clear up the mess. These documents are important. Don''t just throw them around like this next time."


    Rosalie bent down to pick up the documents, piece by piece.


    "No need, Rose. Let me."


    Sebastian rushed over to pick up the documents with her.


    Their hands touched when they tried picking up the same document.


    Rosalie pulled her hand back, as if she felt a jolt of electricity. Her lips curled in an awkward smile as she handed the document to Sebastian.


    "I''ll be going now. I still have things to do."


    Sebastian asked, "Aren''t you going to wait for Yvonne? I''ll call her now and tell her toe back."


    “No need. I have something to do, and I won''t be able to have lunch with her anyway. Perhaps next time.”


    "Where are you going? I can give you a lift."


    "No need. I can just hail a cab."


    "No way. I''ll have the driver fetch you there. I''ll feel more at ease that way," Sebastian insisted.


    "I..." Rosalie wanted to reject him, but the thought that Sebastian might worry about her made her nod instead. "Alright, then."


    When Rosalie reached home, the first thing she did was to call Theodore.


    When he answered the call, she said coldly, "Mr. Spencer, I can forgive you for answering the call on my phone this morning, but why didn''t you tell me about it? You made me miss out on the call."


    Theodore remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "I forgot."


    Rosalie was speechless. He was clearly making an excuse for himself! Other people might forget, but she knew how good Theodore''s memory was. "Fine. Even if you had forgotten, what did you tell my friend when you answered the call? Did you im to be my husband?"


    Rosalie was certain that was what Theodore imed. Otherwise, why would Yvonne refer to him as her husband? Theodore must have made her think that way.


    "Isn''t it easier to say that? Should I have said that it was your ex-husband who answered the call instead?" he asked her back.


    "You should have just told her the truth. You''re my ex-husband, and that''s that."


    "Fine. But I''ve already taken the call, and I forgot to tell you about it. What do you want me to do now to make you happy?"


    "I..." Rosalie didn''t know what was the point of calling him. She just wasn''tfortable with the autocratic way he did things. "Forget it. This won''t happen again anyway," Rosalie said, "Have a good rest. I''m hanging up."


    "Wait," Theodore called out to her.


    "What else do you want?"


    "Are you angry at me?"


    Rosalie found his question amusing. She had been so furious with him before, that now, she was all out of anger.


    "There''s nothing to get angry about. It''s not that important, anyway."


    Her statement was a knife piercing through Theodore''s heart.


    After they ended the call, Rosalie flung her phone aside and plopped on the couch.


    She put her hands over her belly and caressed it gently, and mumbled under her breath.


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