At the end of the day, if she hadn''t loved Theodore, none of the things he did to her would have hurt her.


    It was ultimately because of love. Theodore thought she didn''t love him, which resulted in everything that had happened thus far.


    Yvonne blew her top at Rosalie''s words. "I think you''re just defending him. You''re seekingfort from Seb after getting hurt by Theodore! You''re treating him like a spare tire, just as you did in the past!"


    Rosalie was furious.


    "That''s too much! I''ve never seen your brother as a spare tire! Also, I''ve never gone to your brother to seekfort from him. I admit that he did keep mepany andfort me when I was hurt. For that, I''m very grateful to him. However, that wasn''t because I pestered him for it, but because he''s a good man who was willing to help me. Because of that, I was willing to help him, even to the point of marrying him. And now, you''re using me of treating him as a spare tire? Which woman in this world would go all out to help her spare tire?"Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    Yvonne clenched her fists. "That''s what you think, but not what Seb thinks! Do you know that my brother..."


    Rosalie''s brows furrowed. "What''s with your brother?"


    Yvonne swallowed the words that were at the tip of her tongue. Even Sebastian didn''t tell Rosalie the truth. It wasn''t appropriate for her to do so on his behalf.


    In her anger, Yvonne ranted, "Seb became like this because of you! You''d better not let him know about this, or it''ll be entirely your fault if he has a meltdown!"


    With that, she turned and stormed off.


    Rosalie wanted to call her back, and even went after her. Recalling Theodore, who was still in the operating theater, she stopped in her tracks. Yvonne was still at the peak of her anger, and they would only fight even if she managed to catch up to her. Rosalie would talk to Yvonne again after she calmed down.


    Three hourster, the doctor came out of the operating theater. Rosalie approached the doctor, and asked, “Doctor, how is he?"


    "The operation was a sess. We''ve patched up the hole, but the patient won''t be able to drink alcohol for at least the next three years. Otherwise, it would cause severe damage to his stomach walls."


    "How severe would it get?" Rosalie asked further.


    "If something like this happens again, he might find difficulty eating or drinking normally in the future. He will have to be on a liquid diet. He won''t be able to take solids for the rest of his life. He has to protect his stomach for at least three years, and not touch alcohol. It would be best to avoid food with alcohol in it as well, including spicy food or food that can irritate the stomach," the doctor exined.


    Rosalie was a little worried. Can Theodore tolerate not drinking alcohol for three years?


    Just then, Theodore was wheeled out on the bed. She hurriedly followed him.


    By the time Theodore woke up, the sky was getting dark. Rosalie


    backg


    the chair by the bedside,


    almost falling asleep. Ce leaned


    Theodore opened his eyes. When he saw her nearby, the corners of his lips lifted in a smile. It was great to be able to see her the moment he opened his eyes.


    Theodore stared at her, worried that she might disappear when he blinked.


    He couldn''t bear to wake her up. He looked at her for a full ten minutes, and she slowly stirred awake.


    Upon realizing that Theodore had woken up, Rosalie sat up straight.


    "You''re awake. How do you feel?" she asked.


    "Miss, have you been keeping mepany all this while?"


    "Very funny," Rosalie said coldly. "Why else would I be here?"


    Theodore smiled bitterly, yet there was happiness in it. "Thank you for not abandoning me."