NovelEnglishRosalie thought Theodore would be upset with her text, and that they might end up fighting again. She mentally prepared herself for that to happen. She even prepared many responses to him to retaliate. To her surprise, he replied very quickly.
[Alright, I won't say it anymore if it upsets you. Just tellin the future if there's anything you're not happy with. I'll change.] Rosalie wondered what the occasion was today. She even checked the calendar. Today wasn't April Fool's Day and not any special occasion, either.
It was just another ordinary day.
Why was Theodore being so yielding? He was acting just like a well-behaved puppy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat's right... That was the best way to describe him right now. All he needed to do was to whimper for attention.
Theodore sent another text that read, [Rose, eat well and sleep well. Please don't torment your own body. And...thank you.] Rosalie beceven more confused. [Thank me...for what?] Theodore sent her a cheeky-looking emoji. [For the things you do for me.] Rosalie was perplexed.
What on earth had she done for Theodore? Was he referring to how she had loved him silently, compromised for his sake, and being a good wife so diligently? Was he thanking her for that? Still, he didn't sound like he was referring to that. After all, he didn't even know that she loved him.
It felt more like she had done something in particular for him, and he was thanking her specifically for it.
But Rosalie didn't remember having done anything for him during this period. They barely had tto fight, what with their divorce and everything else in between.
She typed, [What did I do for you?] Theodore replied, [We both know the answer to that. There's no need to spell it out. Thank you.] Rosalie was genuinely asking him what she had done for him, but there he was, giving her a vague answer. The worst thing was, his texts were all accompanied by an emoji-the smiley one, the one with waving hands, and the one with a cheeky expression. He texted like an out-of-touch middle-aged man who had no clue what each of these emojis mean.
He sent her a smiling emoji which he might have meant as an innocent smile, but it was in fact a sheepish and awkward smile. He sent her rose and sun emojis, too.
It was exactly what an old man would do.
In truth, a young, handsome, cold and hard CEO was texting her all these.
Rosalie wondered if she was the only one who found something wrong with Theodore. Something wasn't quite right.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuddenly, a thought hit her. Perhaps he was thanking her for taking care of him through the night when he received a beating from Grandma.
Rosalie slapped her forehead, lamenting that she almost forgot about it.
It seemed Theodore had a sliver of conscience left in him, enough to drive him to thank her.
She texted, [Don't mention it. I didn't think much of it. Whatever it is, we've known each other for 89 many years. I won't sit idly by and gloat over your E misfortune.] [If it weren't for you, the outcmight have been even more severe. Whatever it is, thank you for your sacrifice.] [It's nothing.]
[It's not nothing to me. You stopped a catastrophe in the making.
Otherwise, we would have suffered heavy losses. I didn't expect you to do all that for me.] Rosalie's eyes darted left and right as she pondered over his words.
What catastrophe did she stop? Was it her stopping his wounds from om getting infection? Why did she feel like she wasn't on the spage as him? Her fingers flew across the keyboard on her phone screen. [Why do I feel like we're not talking about the sthing? Are you thankingfor going over to your place and taking care of you that night?] she asked.
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