Rosalie explained the situation patiently and in all seriousness to him, seeking his forgiveness. She knew Sebastian would definitely be upset, having promised him she would return very soon, but ended up making him wait for so long.

He had lost his memory, and she was the only person he remembered. The wait must have been torturous to him, making him feel as though he were abandoned.

Sebastian peeked his face out from the sheets. "What friend? Male or female?"

Rosalie chuckled helplessly. Did he lose his memory, or was he just jealous?

"Don't worry. He's just an 18-year-old boy," she said.

"Is that so? How did you get to know him? You care so much about him."

"We live in the same district. Don't worry, there's nothing between us. We're just friends. I see him as a brother, and he treats me like a sister. I couldn't just ignore about him when something like that happened to him. Don't pick a fight with me over this, okay?"

Sebastian pouted like a child, clearly still angry. However, seeing Rosalie apologizing so sincerely to him softened his stance. He couldn't bear to keep blaming her.

looked pitifully at her. "Fine. I'll forgive you just this once. Don't do it again, or at least tell me about it. I waited so

trembling voice, his eyes brimming with tears. Rosalie never

given the ordeal he was going

responsibility of taking care

it. Next time, I'll make things clear to you. I won't do this again,

feel better, but the seeing her so submissive,

him felt more like that of a mother

the deep love etched in her eyes that a wife

but he was very sure that he loved

Rosalie asked, "Seb,

head. "No, I'm good.

evening sounded like she hadn't had

frankly, "Nope. I'll grab something to

the bodyguard buy food for you. It's so late, I don't feel safe letting

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