NovelEnglish"Yes, yes, she's horrible. She doesn't know what's going on in your mind at all. When you asked for a divorce, she shouldn't have agreed to it. She should have clung desperately onto you and refused to the divorce," Sydney said.
Sydney didn't want to argue with a drunkard, for fear that it might negatively influence her intellect.
"Exactly! I just asked for a divorce! Why did she have to go along with it? Why did she have to be so obedient?" Theodore yelled in frustration. "She's not rebellious at all!" Sydney sighed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe men of the Spencer family were all idiots, really. They were never satisfied, no matter what.
"Yeah, she shouldn't have been so obedient. She should have resisted and been rebellious. I think Rose's an idiot through and through." "You're the idiot!" Theodore grabbed a pillow and flung it aside, like a child throwing a tantrum. He turned around, and said, "Don't you talk bad about Rose! She's not an idiot." "Oh, still defending her now?" Sydney said with a smile. "So why did you divorce her?" At the sight of drunk Theodore spouting nonsense before her, Sydney really didn't understand why he asked Rosalie for a divorce in the first place.
"Because...because my Rose..." Theodore suddenly fell silent.
Sydney patted his head. "Theo?" But there was no response from him. He was so drunk, he fell asleep.
Sydney removed his wet clothes and changed him into the dry ones she had prepared.
She wasn't strong enough to move his body, and simply let him lay on the couch to rest. She also grabbed a thick blanket and covered him with it, for fear he might catch a cold.
Worried he might be thirsty, Sydney poured a large glass of water and set it on the coffee table.
"Brat," Sydney said as he caressed his head. "Have a good rest. Quit saying that I don't take care of you. You're so old, but you're still behaving like a child, feeling indignant when you're the one in the wrong." If he weren't her own son, she would have given him a thorough scolding.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer adorable darling had grown up into a huge bastard. An indignant one, at that! "Mom..." Theodore suddenly whispered under his breath.
"What's the matter, darling?" Sydney asked.
"I feel miserable. Rose doesn't want to see me." "So do you want to see Rose?" "I do." "How much do you want that?" "Very, very much." "I'll arrange a date for you two to meet, okay?" Theodore shut his eyes, but Sydney's promise made a smile stretch across his face. "Sure." "Since I'm going out of my way to create an opportunity for you two to meet, promisethat you'll talk properly to her, admit your mistakes, and apologize to her where it's due. Try your best to win her back, okay?" "I will," Theodore said as he hugged the pillow in his arms tighter. He said in a low voice, "Con, Rose. Let's go home." Subsequently, Theodore really fell asleep and said nothing else further.
Sydney sat on the couch by Theodore's side all the way. She looked at him with a melancholic gaze.
"Theo, you and your father are both idiots. Why didn't you treasure Rose while you still had her? Why do you think you don't love her? Silly bo don't follow in your father's e footsteps. I don't want you to end up like him."
At the hospital, Cynthia shook with rage, wiping the tears from her eyes as she continued trying to call Theodore. "Sorry, the number you've called is unavailable. Please try again later."
His line was forever unavailable. She had called him dozens of times and sent him so many texts, but he returned neither her calls nor her messages.
It was when she received the text that read, [Who would love someone like you Scram that he becuncontactable.
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