Theodore laid on the hospital bed with a hollow look in his eyes.

He had asked himself countless times why he was still alive.

Why was he in the hospital when he opened his eyes?

He was the only one living in that house, with no servants on duty.

He was all alone, surrounded by a pile of wine bottles, fully intending to drink to his death. He was all prepared to welcome death, and even thought he saw the grim reaper waving his hands at him. Yet, when he next opened his eyes, he found himself in the hospital.

It was dark and silent in the ward. The air felt as though it was frozen, the silence deafening.

Theodore looked out the window, and saw a weak ray of sunshine peeking shyly through the curtains. It was as bashful as a young lover, but he could still feel the warmth on his cheeks.

Unfortunately, this ray of sunshine wasn't enough to resist the gloom in his heart. All it did was to trace the outline of his emaciated and haggard face.

He hated the sunshine.

The door to the ward suddenly opened and Sydney walked in. She had a bouquet of fresh flowers in hand, which she began displaying in a vase.

Theodore continued lying silently on the bed, as if he didn't see her at all.

A light fragrance filled the air in the room.

Theodore furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"My son almost died. Can't I come?"

call from the hospital, she was scared out of

managed to resuscitate

you make your family worry and suffer because of you? You're clearly tired

pale as a sheet, and his eyes looked soulless. The usual color

like the fuzzy reflection of the moon on the surface of a

cold voice broke

not for your dad and I, won't you think for Grandma? She raised you

off. "She doesn't even recognize who I am now, so what if I die? Just find someone who looks like me as a replacement and she'll take him as me, just like how

as how Sebastian replaced

one in this world and you're irreplaceable.

really wanted to tell Theodore

worried that telling him now after hiding it from him for so long might break him even further. He

was even more worried that he

brows furrowed at her words. "What did you

your own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be in agony too? Theo,

heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words

never have my own child,

to bear a

were pregnant back then! He

misunderstandings that laid between them would surely

stand a chance to come between

that Rose would become

him, Theodore Spencer, in this world

filled with hopelessness, like a lone

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