Sydney couldn''t exin why, either. She simply felt that Theodore liked Rosalie very much. Yet, his actions and decisions were so confusing. She also didn''t want to give Rosalie empty hope. If she were mistaken, it would only lead to disappointments for Rosalie.


    They were already divorced, anyway. It no longer mattered what Theodore really felt.


    "Yes, I have no idea what''s blinding him. I can''t figure out what''s so good about Cynthia Zeller. At least the woman Wesley fell in love with back then was a true talent."


    Rosalie smiled. “Maybe Theo just found his soulmate. No matter who she is, she''s bound to make him fall in love with her."


    Love sometimes didn''t make sense. Yet, sometimes it was all that mattered-even if others find it illogical and foolish.


    "What about you? Do you like Theo?" Sydney asked.


    Rosalie''s heart raced.


    Sydney stared at her. "What''s the matter?"


    "Mom, we''re already divorced. None of this matters anymore." Rosalie''s voice was hoarse, as if a de was stuck in her throat and hurt her badly. "Let''s eat. The food''s getting cold."


    Sydney didn''t pursue the matter further, and simply nodded. "Okay."N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    They finished dinner in silence.


    After they were done, Rosalie returned to the study in less than an hour to continue pouring through the documents. Sydney reminded her not to stay up toote, and to rest early.


    Rosalie promised her profusely, but when the clock was about to strike eleven, Sydney realized that her home office was still brightly lit.


    Sydney saw how serious Rosalie looked, and didn''t interrupt her. She stepped out of the study, thinking that Rosalie might go to bed once she felt tired.


    Sydney returned to her room, about to drift off to sleep when her phone buzzed with an iing text. It was Theodore.


    His text read, ''Why was Rose with you today?''


    He found it strange that Rose went looking for his mother, given their sparse interactions with each other.


    Sydney suddenly felt nervous, having received a text from her son. It was rare of him to text her, and it was about his wife.


    She smiled helplessly as she replied, ''She came to visit me.''


    Theodore texted back, ''Why did she visit you? Are you sick?''


    Sydney''s brow arched. Was her son showing her concern?


    ''Will youe visit me if I tell you that I''m ill?''


    Theodore texted, ''Seems like you''re not ill. So why did she visit you?''


    Sydney replied, ''I''m her


    mother-inw. Is it that strange for Rose to visit her mother-inw? Although you two are divorced, she still calls me Mom.''


    She waited for a long time before receiving Theodore''s reply.


    ''Don''t hurt her, and don''t behave the way you did thest time. She isn''t the kind of person you im her to be.''


    Sydney replied, ''Look how protective you are of her! People might think she''s still your wife. Oh, I suddenly remember that while she calls me Mom, she doesn''t call you her husband anymore. Tsk, tsk.


    She felt great taking a jab at her son.


    Theodore texted back, ''It doesn''t


    matter whether she calls me her husband or not. Even if we''re divorced, she''s still part of the Spencer family. I see her as my sister.''


    His fury was clear even through text.


    Sydney typed, ''Since you see her as your sister, that makes her my daughter. Why are you so worried about me hanging out with my daughter?'' Theodore replied, ''Mom, don''t make things difficult for her. I''m being serious.''


    ''I''m being serious, too. Don''t worry about me spending time with my daughter. I''m going to bed.''


    ''Is Rose asleep?''


    ''Not yet. She''s still busy.''


    Theodore asked, ''What is she busy with at such an hour? Did you make her do something?''


    Sydney texted, ''What''s it got to do with you? Even if you treat her as your sister, you have no right to poke your nose in her private matters.'' Theodore asked, ''What''s wrong with me asking about it?''


    ''I don''t want to tell you. If you want to know, ask her about it yourself. I''m going to bed, bye,'' Sydney texted.


    She waited for a while to make sure that Theodore didn''t reply before putting her phone down. She put her hands on her belly, and sighed. She finally had a normal conversation with her son!


    Although he was slightly fierce to her, she felt good about it nheless.