"You can''t even handle a little scare. If someone actually tried to kill you, you''d probably pee your pants!"


    Yerick was curious to see how Chloe would react if faced with a real threat. The fear of death on this woman''s face would surely be fascinating to observe.


    "You''re so morbid, talking about killing and stuff. Even though you''re my employer, I''m going to stop taking care of you if you keep scaring me. You''ll have to find someone else," Chloe said, genuinely upset.


    "Alright, I''ll stop teasing you. After all, you''re older than me. I should show you some respect."


    Chloe rolled her eyes. "Respect? I''m only twenty-two, just four years older than you. I''m not that old!"


    Yerick''s brows furrowed instantly, his gaze turning cold and distant.


    Chloe felt a chill from his grim look. Though he hadn''t said a word, the eerie atmosphere seemed to suffocate her.


    "You''re so timid," Yerick said, pointing at her. "And you have the nerve to emphasize you''re older than me?"


    Chloe pouted. "I''m not timid. I just..."


    She found herself at a loss for words. After a moment''s hesitation, she finally said, "If you don''t want to admit I''m older, then fine.”


    Honestly, though, she was curious to hear Yerick call out her name in respect. There was something sweet and charming about the way he addressed Rosalie, even though he wore a different face in private.


    She couldn''t shake the feeling that he might have a bit of a... yandere side.


    Rosalie was heading towards Sebastian''s hospital room when Theodore approached her in the hallway.


    She came to a halt.


    It had been a week since shest saw him, and she felt a strange sensation-neither longing nor nostalgia, but as if something familiar had suddenly reappeared in front of her after being absent.


    The feeling was both foreign and familiar.


    "Do you remember what we''re doing today?" Theodore asked.


    Rosalie looked up. "Yes, we''re going to that wedding Grandma mentioned."N?velDrama.Org owns all content.


    Theodore nced at his watch. "We should be heading out now. We''ll be back this afternoon."


    “Alright, I''ll go tell Sebastian. Can you wait for me here?"


    Theodore nodded, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, patiently waiting for her.


    Rosalie suddenly felt disoriented, as if familiar scenes from the past were shing before her eyes. It was like being transported back to a time before their divorce.


    Back then, their rtionship was gentle and serene.


    Rosalie had never understood why Theodore left her for Cynthia was it really love?


    If he loved Cynthia so much, why did he show such care and affection to another woman?


    Their memories were devoid of


    arguments and doubts. He had been


    attentive and caring, and she had thought him a responsible person. Even if he didn''t love her, he still treated her well as his wife


    When he brought up divorce, however, he didn''t hesitate and waspletely indifferent.


    It was onlyter that Theodore told


    her he had always loved her. That was when she realized their marriage had been harmonious; not because of an illusion, but because they genuinely loved each other. Unfortunately, neither had expressed this openly. Both doubted the other.


    Perhaps their love wasn''t pure enough. Otherwise, why would there have been any doubts?


    "What''s wrong?" Theodore asked, noticing Rosalie lost in thought.