She lifted her hand, and gently touched his forehead. "Does it hurt?"

Sebastian's forehead was slightly red. He shook his head. "I'm fine, Rose. It's my fault for losing my balance."

"This isn't your fault. I saw everything." Rosalie turned around and glared at Theodore, anger and disappointment in her eyes. "You knew his current condition, but you still laid hands on him. You did it on purpose! If anything happens to him, I'll fight you to the death!"

She was practically shouting the last few words, each one cutting into Theodore's heart like a knife. He felt as if he were bleeding and suffocating.

Theodore stared blankly at Rosalie. Watching her protect Sebastian, he felt as though his soul had been drained from his body, leaving behind only an empty shell and nothing else.

"Rose, you..."

Cynthia tried to say something, but Theodore grabbed her arm and pushed her aside. "This has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way."

"But Theo, she-"

turned to glare at

so frightened that she

him, but in this situation, he was

up from the ground. "Seb, how are

It's my own fault; I lost my balance. Mr. Spencer didn't push me with any force. I think he...might

was fine and that Rosalie shouldn't be angry, but it was clear he was implying that Theodore had pushed

use force? What did Sebastian ever do to you? If it's because of me, then blame me

said you loved me, I didn't agree to remarry you. I'm such an ungrateful person that I even married Sebastian

and never consider any

I thought you

I was wrong. Actually, you've changed-you've become even

and deeply hurt. She had believed Theodore when he said he had changed for her, that he wouldn't be

she had given

herself by asking him not to bully Sebastian via text. She

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