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 her wits and hurriedly made her way

doctor managed to

make your

pale as a sheet, and his eyes looked soulless. The usual color on his cheeks had faded,

dim and hazy, like the fuzzy

voice

I, won't you think for Grandma? She raised you

replacement and she'll take him as me, just like

as how

and you're

tell Theodore

even further. He

even more worried that he

brows furrowed at her

of your own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like

letting the bitterness in his heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words seemed

have my own

never be able to bear a

a child with Rose. If only Rose were pregnant back

that

wouldn't stand a chance

would become pregnant, but his hopes

him, Theodore Spencer,

hopelessness, like a lone boat adrift in the vast ocean plagued

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