She lifted her hand, and gently touched his forehead. "Does it hurt?"
Sebastian's forehead was slightly red. He shook his head. "I'm fine, Rose. It’s my fault for losing my balance."
"This isn't your fault. I saw everything." Rosalie turned around and glared at Theodore, anger and disappointment in her eyes. "You knew his current condition, but you still laid hands on him. You did it on purpose! If anything happens to him, I’ll fight you to the death!"
She was practically shouting the last few words, each one cutting into Theodore's heart like a knife. He felt as if he were bleeding and suffocating.
Theodore stared blankly at Rosalie. Watching her protect Sebastian, he felt as though his soul had been drained from his body, leaving behind only an empty shell and nothing else.
"Rose, you…"
Cynthia tried to say something, but Theodore grabbed her arm and pushed her aside. "This has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way."
"But Theo, she—"
"Move." Theodore turned to glare at her angrily.
Cynthia was so frightened that she didn't dare speak.
Damn Theodore! She cared so much about him, but in this situation, he was still protecting Rosalie. This man must be out of his mind!
Rosalie helped Sebastian up from the ground. "Seb, how are you feeling?"
If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she would have foolishly believed that Theodore had truly changed.
Once again, he had broken her trust. It was always like this. She even hated herself for always believing him.
Theodore's gaze was empty. He felt himself collapsing when he looked at Rosalie.
"Rose, if I told you that he fell down on purpose just now and it had nothing to do with me, would you believe me? I only pushed his hand away. I didn’t bully him.
His voice was unusually calm. It seemed to be devoid of any emotion, like someone who had died inside.
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