Chapter 221

Rosalie quickly shifted away from him, putting some distance

between them. Her expression was wary as she asked, “What are you doing?”

“You told me to rest, right? This is my room and my bed. Of course I’m going to lie down here!”

The usually dignified man now seemed like a spiteful troublemaker, shameless and unreserved. Strangely, it carried an undeniable allure

about him.

Rosalie had the urge to reprimand him, but she couldn’t find a reason to argue back. It was indeed his home, and she would move out after

the divorce.

“Fine, since this is your room, you sleep here. I’ll leave,” she said.

She would sleep in the guest room. At this point, she didn’t care that tonight was their last night together. Things between her and

had gotten ugly, and

gripped her wrist tightly as she moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts to free

frowned. “What

how often she had asked him what he was

was her husband, but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got close, she seemed

him

your husband. Everything I do is

bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting more and

at me like I’m going to

distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His eyes blazed

swallowed hard.

shouldn’t…”

kiss you, touch

“Exactly. Don’t forget Cynthia’s

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