"You said that you wanted to call Rose, you silly," Sydney said, not sure whether tough or cry.


    Seeing Theodore right now both made her heart ache and gave her the urge tough out loud. He had iting, really.


    "Oh, yes. I wanted to call Rose." Theodore suddenlyughed, his pale and haggard but still handsome face suddenly filling with hope.


    This time, he dialed the right number and finally called Rosalie. However, all he heard was the sound of the automated voice over the phone. "Sorry, the number you''ve dialed is unavable. Please try againter..."Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    Theodore listened all the way till the automated voice message ended. The phone went back to standby mode, and fell from his hand to the couch with a plop.


    He suddenly smiled bitterly and helplessly.


    "I remember it now," he said. "Rose divorced me. She''s no longer my wife."


    He felt as though he had woken up from a dream, and realized a fact that he didn''t want to realize.


    Theodore was stunned with disbelief.


    Sydney reminded him exasperatedly, "Silly boy, you have to be clear about the facts. Rose didn''t divorce you. You divorced her, did you forget that? You were the one who insisted on the divorce."


    Her heart broke as she looked at her son''s state right now, but she couldn''t go against her conscience and defend him.


    Theodore smirked self-derisively. "Right, I was the one who asked for the divorce. But isn''t that a good idea? Rose doesn''t love me, anyway."


    Theodore plopped on the sofa and hugged the cushion as he said in a trembling voice, "Mom, she doesn''t love me."


    "Did she say that herself?" Sydney asked.


    Theodore nodded, looking like a lonesome and pitiful little child.


    "She said that she has never loved me over the past ten years. Since she couldn''t fall in love with me even after ten years, what else can I do? I''ve already given her a divorce. Why did she have to block and ignore me? Why does she not even want to see me? I thought she just wanted a divorce, but now, I clearly see for myself that she hates me."


    Theodore shut his eyes in pain. "She really...hates me."


    The sorrow in his voice made Sydney raise her hand and pat his shoulder.


    "You''re really my silly boy. Rose


    keeps trying to make us spend time with each other so we can talk things through and be closer, but the ones who really need to talk are the two of you, not the two of us.


    Sydney peeled the wet jacket off Theodore''s body.


    "You two have never actually opened up to each other and talked things through, have you?"


    "Many times," Theodore''s voice


    slurred as he shut his eyes. "Kissing


    didn''t work, hugging her didn''t, either. She didn''t let me hold her hands, and she kicked me aside the


    moment we got divorced. Showe


    horrible."


    Sydney was tickled pink by the pitiful look on Theodore''s face as he grumbled.


    He looked like an abandoned wife. Yet, he was the bastard who abandoned his wife.


    She did pity Theodore, especially as his mother.


    Even so, she couldn''t hold back herughter.


    He was the one who insisted on the divorce. He had iting. How did Rosalie be the bad guy in his version of the story?


    If she didn''t know the truth, she might have been misled into thinking that Rosalie was the one who insisted on divorcing him and abandoning her perfect husband and breaking his heart.


    But the truth was the total opposite.


    Theodore was the one who asked for the divorce so he could be with another woman. How did he be so indignant about it?


    It was truly puzzling.