Time flew by, and before long, it was time for Sebastian''s discharge. After spending about twenty-five days in the hospital, his recovery was progressing well, and he only needed to focus on resting.


    During this period, Rosalie hadn''t seen Theodore at all. It was as if things werepletely over, and there was nothing left between them. In a way, it wasn''t all bad.


    Back at the Carter Residence, Sebastian foundfort in the familiar surroundings. Although he vaguely remembered some things, the memories remained fragmented.


    Now that he could move around freely and live a normal life, his spirits had lifted significantly.


    That evening, after a bath, Sebastian returned to his room. He saw Rosalie making the bed.


    Hearing his footsteps, she turned and said, "Seb, the bed''s ready. Come over and rest."Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    She patted the bed''s edge, and then straightened up. As she turned to leave, he suddenly pulled her into a hug and leaned in, wanting to kiss her. Rosalie was startled and quickly turned her face away, pushing hard against his chest. "Seb, what are you doing?"


    Seeing her rmed reaction, he frowned slightly in confusion. "We''re married. Why are you so nervous?"


    She swallowed hard, pushing him away and stepping back a few paces.


    His confusion deepened. "Rose, what''s wrong? Did I do something wrong?"


    "No," she exined. "Seb, you''re still recovering and should be resting. It''ste. You should sleep, and I''ll stay in the next room."


    Before she could leave, Sebastian stepped forward and took her hand firmly. "Rose, don''t go."


    Rosalie stopped in her tracks, and nced back at him. "Seb, you need to rest."


    "But I want to sleep with you," Sebastian said, grabbing her shoulders and turning her to face him. "Why are you so scared of me?" "Seb, I''m not scared of you. I''m just worried about you..."


    "I asked the doctor," he said. "Before I was discharged, I asked if we could be intimate. The doctor said it was fine,


    as long as it wasn''t too


    strenuous. It''s been so long since we were close. Don''t you want that?"


    Rosalie felt embarrassed, and looked down nervously. "Seb, even if the doctor said it''s okay, we still need to be cautious. After all you had a major surgery, so I think..."


    "Rose, why are you rejecting me?" Sebastian''s tone turned serious. "Is it really just about your concerns for my health?"


    "Of course, it''s because I''m worried about your health," Rosalie said. "Sebastian, don''t misunderstand. I just—"


    "Just what?" Sebastian interrupted. "Rose, to be honest, I feel like you''ve been avoiding me."


    He voiced his frustration.


    Rosalie forced a smile. "I''m not avoiding you. Sometimes I just need a little time to myself. It''s not because of you."


    "Rose, I know what I''m talking about," Sebastian said, sounding slightly hurt, understand you''re tired from taking care of me and want some time for yourself. I get that. But it''s not just about being alone. Whenever I try to be close to you, whether it''s kissing you or It feels


    Byti


    hugging you, you pull or


    like you don''t want me to touch you. But you''re my wife. Why can''t I touch you?"