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That was what Rosalie thought when she blamed Theodore for the incident yesterday. He looked so innocent and pitiful, but she refused to believe him and thought that he must be lying.

How could Sebastian end up being the liar? Sebastian wasn’t like Cynthia, who was wicked and two–faced.

Yet now, he was confessing that he had pretended to fall yesterday just so Rosalie would misunderstand Theodore.

That completely overturned what she thought she knew about him; it shook her deeply.

Although deliberately falling and framing someone else wasn’t a heinous crime, it was indeed frightening to see it happening in real life–perhaps even more so than actually hitting someone.

At the very least, hitting someone was above board and one would have to pay the price for it. However, framing someone was an act of intentionally hurting someone else, and Rosalie herself had been a victim of that. She knew exactly how it felt to be framed.

She suddenly felt as though she didn’t know Sebastian. Would someone suffering from memory loss experience a change in character?

Sebastian felt the emptiness in his hand, and disappointment filled his heart.

“I know I was wrong to do that. I couldn’t sleep the entire night last night, my mind was filled with thoughts of that incident. But… I was really furious at that time. Theodore was too much. He provoked me and made fun of me. He called me weak and useless, only capable of being under your protection. He hurt my pride, and I was very angry about it,” he said anxiously.

“Did…did he really say that about you?” Rosalie asked.

If that was true, Theodore had really crossed a line.

Sebastian nodded. “He did.”

Rosalie bit her lip, and said helplessly, “You should have told me about it so

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that I could teach him a lesson. I’d tell him off the exact same way he did to you. But instead of telling me about it, you chose to do something so cunning to make me misunderstand him. Seb, I’m really angry about it. Not just because Theodore was misunderstood, but more so because…I’m a little disappointed with you.”

She really didn’t want to be mad at or disappointed with Sebastian,

Sebastian was a beacon of light and hope in her life, accompanying her through the darkest and coldest nights.

Sebastian lowered his head, his eyes filled with painful regret.

“I didn’t know what to do at that point. I really want to regain my memories and go back to my old self, but…I just can’t recall anything. At that time, when I saw you walking over, something clicked in my brain, and those wicked thoughts emerged. I really…I really didn’t mean it…)

He suddenly stood up, pushed his chair away and knelt to the ground. He hugged Rosalie’s leg, and pleaded, “Forgive me, won’t you? I was wrong.”

“Don’t do this. Stand up.” Rosalie didn’t expect him to kneel, and hurriedly tried to help him up,

However, he refused to stand. “Rose, I really know my mistake. Forgive me. I was wrong, I admit it. I can even apologize to him. I won’t do this again. I’m sorry.”

“Seb, stand up first, won’t you? Don’t kneel, you’re frightening me!” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Seeing Sebastian kneeling before her scared her. She felt as though he had become a stranger.

As if sensing that Rosalie was frightened by his actions, Sebastian immediately stood up. “Okay, I’ll get up.”

He held Rosalie’s hand tightly. “Rose, I know you’re angry. I can apologize to him. You can do anything you want to me. I know I was wrong.”

Tears fell down Sebastian’s cheeks. Rosalie had never seen him cry like this before.

Sebastian was such a proud man. How broken was he inside to cry like this?