Chapter 237

“Had you not asked for a divorce, none of these would have happened either!” Rosalie screamed at

the top of her lungs.

Since things had come to this point, she no longer cared. She flung his hand away.

“Theodore Spencer, you were the one who asked for a divorce so you‘ could be with Cynthia! Now

that we’re divorced, don’t even think about pushing all the blame to me! If you insist that was wrong,

the only wrong I did was to marry you! Marrying a man in love with another woman was the biggest

mistake of my life!” she yelled agitatedly.

Then, she swung open the door of her car and drove off.

Theodore stared at the car driving off in the distance, looking forlorn. Every single word she spoke

was a hammer knocking on his heart.

He sighed, and paused for a moment before walking into the house instead of leaving. Half an hour

later, he left the house and drove off

Rosalie returned to her apartment, feeling completely exhausted. She was supposed to have dinner

with Rebecca, but she missed dinner and the sky had already turned dark.

She laid weakly on the bed as she sighed heavily.

“Theodore Spencer, you bastard! Why did I marry a scoundrel like you?”

How could he blame it all on her?! That was simply too much!

He wasn’t a good husband to begin with, and now, she wouldn’t even consider him a decent

person! She had misjudged him thoroughly.

Rosalie didn’t sleep soundly in what was still an unfamiliar place to her, and she woke up early the

next morning.

She told Rebecca yesterday that she would visit her again first thing the next morning. She wanted

to apologize to the latter.

She cared about Rebecca’s feelings, as much as Theodore didn’t.

To her, Rebecca was her closest kin in the entire world. She would beg for Rebecca’s forgiveness,

no matter what it took.

Rosalie puked in the washroom for a while before leaving the house.

She considered herself lucky that her morning sickness wasn’t too bad. She had seen pregnant

ladies suffering from terrible morning -sickness who would puke the entire day, and everything they

ate.

If her morning sickness was terrible, others would be able to tell with one glance that she was

pregnant.

Her belly was growing day by day. She would think of a way to tell Rebecca that she had to leave

for a period of time after begging her, for forgiveness.

She would then give birth to the baby in secret. Perhaps by then, she would find the courage to tell

Rebecca the truth.

Rosalie prepared some snacks, and headed straight to Rebecca’s. When she walked in, Zane

stepped forward and greeted her.

“Madam.”

“Zane, I’m already divorced. I’m no longer the mistress of the household.”

“Well…” Zane smiled. “I’ve gotten used to calling you that. If Madam Jarvis were to hear me change

my address to you, she might become sad again.”

Rosalie nodded. “All right, then.”

As long as Rebecca was happy, she didn’t mind how she was being addressed.

“How is Grandma doing?” She asked.

“Madam Jarvis has been spending most of her time in her room. She’s still in a bad mood over what

happened yesterday.”

Rosalie bowed her head, looking forlorn. “I wish to see Grandma. May

1?”

“Madam doesn’t want to see you right now. You should head back.”

“Zane, help me inform her that I’m here. Tell her that I really know my mistake, and want to see her

to explain things to her. Please, I beg you.”

Rosalie stepped forward.

“How about this? I’ll tell Grandma that myself. Please, Zane!”