“You’re just a self–righteous bastard. It was a curse for her to marry you, but now, it’s finally over.


    You two are finally divorced. If you have even a shred of conscience left, don’t go and disturb her


    anymore. She doesn’t need you!”


    Each of Sebastian’s words was like a sword that pierced Theodore’s heart.


    Those words seemed to float right before his eyes, each line vividly clear, and each word


    transforming into Rosalie’s weary and pale face.


    Drenched in rain, copsing, feverish, crying…


    He never knew such things happened to Rosalle.


    If he had known, he wouldn’t have rushed there angrily to take her away that night.


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    He wouldn’t have been so harsh, and he certainly wouldn’t have threatened her with divorce to


    force her toe back with him.


    He clearly saw her in tears, yet hepletely disregarded it and forced her anyway.


    Just because he was blinded by jealousy and let his pride get the better of him…


    Although Theodore was unwilling to admit that what Sebastian said was right, deep down, he knew


    he was a right bastard.


    What had this marriage brought to Rosalie? He didn’t even dare to think too deeply about it.


    The deeper he delved, the deeper the pain.


    Yuvan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead again. Hearing Sebastian, he thought Theodore was


    indeed a scumbag and deserving of a telling of.


    Theodore’s heart kept throbbing in pain, with no signs of stopping. His gaze was incredibly dark.


    He turned around silently and walked toward the door. After taking just a few steps, he stopped,


    turned back around, and said, “Sebastian, I’m a scumbag, but you’re pitiful. Heh.”


    Theodore seemed to have cracked a joke, even amusing himself, but his smile was filled with


    sadness. As a man himself, Theodore could naturally see Sebastian’s feelings for Rosalie. Even


    then, while he would always be a scumbag, Sebastian might not stay pitiful.


    After Theodore left, Sebastian took a deep breath andposed himself. He turned around, and


    went back to the private room.


    Pushing the door open, he saw Yvonne talking to Lily.


    “You’re back, Seb.” Yvonne nced behind him, and when she saw no one, she asked, “Where’s


    Rose?” Since there was an outsider, Sebastian didn’t show any emotion. “She had something to


    attend to and left.


    “What? She left? What should we do now?”


    Rosalie’s departure was too sudden.


    Sebastian didn’t answer, but went to Lily’s side.


    Lily quickly stood up. She didn’t know what was going on, but she felt a little scared of Sebastian.


    Such a


    man made her feel a sense of fear.


    “Sorry to trouble you toe here for nothing. Yvonne will send you back, and we’ll just forget


    about today’s events,” he told her.


    Lily nodded. “Okay,”


    She was still confused up to now. Even if something happened, she didn’t understand.


    “Seb, what happened?” Yvonne saw that her brother didn’t seem to be in a good mood. “What did


    you say to Rose? Why did she suddenly leave?“.


    “It’s none of your business,” Sebastian said. “You take Miss Yancey back. I’m leaving first.”


    “But Seb, aren’t you going to eat something before you leave? I haven’t eaten yet, and the dishes


    are already on the table!” Yvonne had slept all day, and was starving.


    Sebastian had no mood nor appetite, so he said coldly. You guys eat. I’m leaving.”


    Seeing how forlorn Sebastian looked, Yvonne scratched her head in confusion.


    It was strange. Did he and Rosalie have a fight?


    Lily said weakly, “Miss Carter, does your brother like Miss Young?”


    “Oh, you noticed?” Yvonne’s eyes widened.


    Lily smiled. “Isn’t it obvious?”


    “Yeah, it is,” Yvonne said. “Back then, I could tell at a nce.”


    “But Miss Young seems to…”


    “What about her?” Yvonne asked. “Did you notice something?”


    Lily smiled awkwardly. “I was just talking nonsense. It’s my first time meeting her, so I have no right


    to say anything.”


    Yvonne sighed. “It’s reallyplicated.”


    “But your brother is really handsome.”


    Lily touched her blushing cheeks with the back of her hand. Whenever she saw a handsome guy,


    her heart would race. There was nothing she could do; she was naturally attracted to good–looking


    guys.


    “Tsk, tsk! You like my brother.” Yvonne teased, putting an arm around her shoulder.


    “No, no, I just think he’s very handsome. It’s normal for girls to like handsome guys,” Lily said


    truthfully. “Yeah, my brother really is handsome. He’s not just handsome, but also lovesick. I don’t


    think you stand a chance.” Yvonne felt that her brother was head over heels for Rosalie.


    Lily’s heart seemed to be pricked by something. It wasmonly known as heartache.