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

moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts to free herself, she found

“What

had asked him what

he doing? He was her husband, but she treated him like a stranger.

and treated him like

your husband. Everything I do is

he pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her down. His large hand

me like I’m going to

Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His eyes blazed with such intensity that

on edge. She swallowed hard. Uneasy, she said, “We’re getting

shouldn’t…”

interrupted her.“Shouldn’t kiss you, touch you, or sleep with

gripped the bedsheet beneath her, “Exactly. Don’t forget Cynthia’s situation. You promised her

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