Rosemary wrapped up her video call in her room, grabbed her things, and prepared to head out.
Barely stepping out of the main building, Serena quickly caught up with her.
"Rose, where are you going? When will you be back? I had a go at baking with the chef and made some cupcakes for you. They’ll be ready to eat soon."
Rosemary didn’t expect her to be so obtuse. Turning around, she saw a few staff cleaning up the garden and eyeing the scene curiously. Even in the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the main building, a few window washers were peeking over.
"Don’t waste your time on me," Rosemary said, realizing that Serena was merely putting on a show for those around them, trying to paint herself as a caring person.
"Rose, won’t you give me another chance?" Serena pleaded, grabbing Rosemary’s hand.
"Wanna pretend to fall when I let go of you?"
"No, that’s not it! You’ve got it all wrong, Rose." Serena looked as if she was on the verge of tears, but she kept a firm hold on Rosemary’s hand.
"You there," Rosemary called over one of the staff.
The staff member looked surprised but quickly dropped the broom and scurried over.
"Yes, Ms. Rose. How may I assist you?"
"Unhand her from me, before she tries to pull a fast one."
The staff member was perplexed but followed the order.
Shocked, Serena couldn’t believe that Rosemary was this cunning.
"Rose, what do I have to do to earn your forgiveness? You won’t drink the coffee I made for you, you won’t eat the cupcakes I baked, and you won’t accept my apologies. Should I kneel down and beg?"
She was actually prepared to kneel.
Rosemary began counting in her head — one, two — and before she could reach three...
Sure enough, Martha rushed over from somewhere and pulled Serena back just in time.
"Serena, you’re still not well."
"Martha, let go. If kneeling can earn Rose’s forgiveness, I’ll do it, no matter how long it takes!" Serena’s face was desperate, earnest.
"Ms. Rose, won’t you forgive her? She only shared a few words with her friends."
"Are you done yet?" Rosemary didn’t expect them to put on such a performance. The look she gave Serena was even more exasperated.
Serena, feeling the disdain and impatience in Rosemary’s eyes, pleaded again.
"Rose, what do I have to do to earn your forgiveness?"
"Haven’t I told you? Stay away from me. Stop putting on a show," Rosemary turned around to leave, not wanting to waste any more time on her sister.
Seeing this, Serena stomped her foot in frustration and chased after her. In her haste, she tripped and fell forward.
"Serena!" Martha rushed to help her.
Serena quickly waved Martha off and, after a glance at the cold and indifferent figure in front of her, rose and continued her pursuit.
"Serena, your hand is bleeding! Serena—oh!" Martha could only follow her.
The staff watched the scene with a touch of sympathy.
"It looks like Serena genuinely wants to apologize to Ms. Rose."
In his office, Hunter checked the time. He had called a meeting with the heads of a few subsidiary companies, and Rosemary should’ve been in attendance by now.
He was worried that she might still be driving, so he called home to check if she had left yet.
"Ms. Rose just left," the house staff reported, then whispered as someone else entered the house, "Dr. Lee, Serena is in her room."
"Serena’s still not well?" Hunter was surprised to hear that Dr. Lee had come again. "Has her condition worsened?"
"Yes." The staff hesitated to tell the whole story.
"But you can tell me."
"Serena sat in the living room for two or three hours this morning, wanting to apologize to Ms. Rose, but Ms. Rose didn’t come home."
Hunter knew about this and replied indifferently, "She went to a funeral."
The staff member didn’t expect that Ms. Rose had been gone so long because she was attending a funeral. They had initially thought that Ms. Rose was intentionally ignoring Serena, and now felt guilty for their misunderstanding.
"When Ms. Rose came back, Serena tried to apologize, but Ms. Rose wouldn’t accept it."
"Later, Serena made a pot of coffee and personally brought it to Ms. Rose, but she wouldn’t drink it."
"When Serena saw Ms. Rose getting ready to leave, she ran after her, wanting to keep her home because she had baked a cake for her that would be ready soon."
"But Ms. Rose was in a hurry to leave and didn’t stay. Serena chased after her, falling twice. The first fall scraped her palms, and the second was worse, scraping her forehead and chin. That’s why we called Dr. Lee."
"Even though Ms. Rose’s car was already far away, Serena still chased after it."

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