Sydney couldn't explain why, either. She simply felt that Theodore liked Rosalie very much. Yet, his actions and decisions were so confusing.

She also didn't want to give Rosalie empty hope. If she were mistaken, it would only lead to disappointments for Rosalie.

They were already divorced, anyway. It no longer mattered what Theodore really felt.

"Yes, I have no idea what's blinding him. I can't figure out what's so good about Cynthia Zeller. At least the woman Wesley fell in love with back then was a true talent."

Rosalie smiled. "Maybe Theo just found his soulmate. No matter who she is, she's bound to make him fall in love with her."

Love sometimes didn't make sense. Yet, sometimes it was all that mattered-even if others find it illogical and foolish.

"What about you? Do you like Theo?" Sydney asked.

Rosalie's heart raced.

Sydney stared at her. "What's the matter?"

"Mom, we're already divorced. None of this matters anymore." Rosalie's voice was hoarse, as if a blade was stuck in her throat and hurt her badly. "Let's eat. The food's getting cold." Sydney didn't pursue the matter further, and simply nodded. "Okay."

They finished dinner in silence.

they were done, Rosalie returned to the study in less than an hour to continue pouring through the documents. Sydney reminded her not to stay up too

to strike eleven, Sydney realized that her home office was still brightly

serious Rosalie looked, and didn't interrupt her. She stepped out of the study, thinking that Rosalie might

to drift off to sleep when her phone buzzed with an incoming text.

text read, 'Why was Rose

it strange that Rose went looking for his mother, given their sparse interactions

a text from her son. It was rare of him to text her, and

she replied, 'She

texted back, 'Why did she visit

brow arched. Was her son showing

if I

texted, 'Seems like you're not ill.

that strange for Rose to visit her mother-in-law? Although you

long time before

way you did the last

protective you are of her! People might think she's still your wife. Oh, I suddenly remember that while she calls me Mom, she doesn't call you her husband anymore. Tsk, tsk.' She

matter whether she calls me her husband or not. Even if we're divorced, she's

fury was clear even through

her as your sister, that makes her my daughter. Why are you so worried

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