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

gotten ugly, and nothing else

she moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts to

“What are you

asked him what he was doing

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

him like a

husband. Everything

pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting

I’m going to eat

unbuttoning his shirt and spreading it open, his chest heaving dramatically. Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His

She swallowed hard.

shouldn’t…”

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

her, “Exactly. Don’t forget Cynthia’s situation. You promised her you’d

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