Sydney rested both hands on the table, her fingers intertwined. "If you want to avoid creating trouble, you should get married secretly and not openly invite your father and I to the wedding, and even ask your ex-wife to be the bridesmaid."


    Sydney wasn''t usually good-tempered, but this time, she was speaking to Theodore very patiently.


    Although sometimes, the calmer the surface of the sea, the stronger the undercurrents.


    “She can choose not to be the bridesmaid, I''m not forcing her. I''m just giving her an option."


    His cold tone made Rosalie clench her fists. All the more she didn''t want to stay here a second longer.


    "Mom, I''ll make a move first. Have a nice chat."


    "Wait," Sydney said as she turned her head. “Let''s head back togetherter."


    "But Mom..."


    "Sit down." Sydney pointed to a chair next to her.


    Rosalie furrowed her brows.


    "Sit down," Sydney repeated herself.


    Rosalie sighed before acquiescing.


    She couldn''t be bothered to look at Theodore, and instead pulled out her phone from her pocket to see if Sebastian replied to her text. He did. [Rose, let''s meet up.]


    [Come to my ce right now. I''ll be back soon. Just key in the passcode and head in.]


    Sebastian didn''t immediately reply to her text. Rosalie thought that he might be busy right now.


    She heard Sydney say, "Theo, how about this? I never want to see Cynthia my entire life. Your dad and everyone else in the Spencer family, including myself, will never ept her. Outsiders will see her as a homewrecker. Of course, I can attend the wedding and p Cynthia in front of everyone and call her exactly that to her face and anger her to death. How does that sound?"


    Theodore''s brows knitted. "Mom, must you be so extreme?"


    "Extreme?" Sydney chuckled. "I''m just giving you an option."


    Sydney used his words against him. It was merely an option.


    Sydney had never heard someone use that word in such an infuriating way.


    "That''s right. Your mother and I won''t go," Wesley spat out coldly.Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    Theodore said solemnly, "I just want to give her an official wedding where both our parents will be present. I want her to experience what it''s like to be blessed. Dad, Mom, I''m pleading with you. I''ll bear all


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    anything you want with me, but please attend my wedding."


    Rosalie smiled weakly.


    The pain she felt was numbing.


    How much did Theodore love Cynthia to make him plead so humbly with his parents?


    He had never groveled with anyone like this for her sake. Not even once.


    There was indeed a difference in how he treated someone he loved and someone he didn''t. He loved Cynthia, and she was his everything. He was willing to do anything for her, including humbling himself.


    Sydney suddenly stood up, and walked over to stand before Theodore. She looked up at him silently for a few seconds, before lifting a hand and pping him hard.


    Rosalie had already pped him and


    his cheek was still red, and now, Sydney was giving him another p. This p felt harder, and his cheek immediately started swelling.


    Rosalie never expected Sydney to hit Theodore.


    Neither did Wesley-he immediately stood up. "Sydney..."


    He wanted to say more, but had no words.


    Sydney''s hand was shaking as she clenched it. Her arm fell to her side.