Theodore stood outside Rosalie''s building.


    Earlier, his bodyguard informed him that she had safely arrived home. He got the address, and came here alone.


    So this was Rosalie''s new residence. It was a very ordinary neighborhood.


    She preferred to move here rather than back to her own home. She didn''t want the house that used to belong to both of them anymore.


    He guessed that she wouldn''t want anything rted to him.


    ''Rose, do you hate our marriage, or do you hate me as a person?'' he wondered.


    If she only hated the marriage, why was she still so unhappy now that they were divorced? Or was it that she hated him as a person?


    Was that why she blocked him? Because she wanted him out of her world?


    So, she hated him as a person!


    Theodore took out his phone from his pocket. He found Rosalie''s number, and typed a message to her.


    He spent a long time to type this message, about ten minutes. He deleted and revised it repeatedly. In the end, he had sent only a few words.


    He knew Rosalie had blocked him, so she wouldn''t receive this message. It was precisely because of this that he dared to send it. It was a message she was destined not to see.


    After sending the message, he looked up at the high-rise building in front of him. One of the rooms was lit.


    ''Rose... Since you hate me so much, I won''t disturb you anymore,'' he thought.


    Rosalie was kneeling in front of the toilet, vomiting.


    Normally, her morning sickness wasn''t severe, but every time she faced stress or thought of Theodore, a surge of resentment would flood her heart. This emotion was so intense that her body reacted along with it.


    She hadn''t had dinner yet, and today''s breakfast and lunch had all been vomited out. She vomited until she was dry heaving, as if she was spitting out bile.


    Rosalie waspletely drained. She flushed the toilet, rinsed her mouth, and washed her face.


    Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she saw a terrifyingly pale face.


    Water droplets trickled down her hair, along with the tears falling


    l


    uly from her eyes. dripped onto the sink dese


    by drop.


    "Don''t cry, Rose! Stop it!" she chided herself.


    She wiped away her tears, forcing herself to stop--but her tears wer uncontroble. As if they had a mind of their own, they continued falling.


    "Rose, stop crying!"


    She pped herself hard.


    "You''re useless! Why are you crying? He treated you badly. Now that


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    so why are you still crying? Don''t cry! Stop crying for him!"


    Rosalie copsed weakly to the ground.


    "Theo, I hate you! Who gave you the right to make me so sad and miserable? I really...hate you!


    "If you don''t love me, it''s okay. We''re just not fated.


    "But since you don''t love me, stay far away from me, okay? I beg you... Don''t disturb me anymore. Let''s never see each other again!


    "I''m really scared. My heart hurts so much!"


    Rosalie sat on the ground for two minutes, and suddenly remembered that she had a baby now.


    She had to take care of the baby.


    She struggled to get up from the ground, and washed her face with hot water again.


    "Sweetie, mommy won''t cry anymore. I''m sorry. Mommy has a fragile heart. I promise I''ll stop being so fragile."


    At this moment, her phone rang.