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

ugly, and

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

“What are you

how often she had asked him what he was doing whenever he

but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got

and treated him like

your husband. Everything

onto the bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped

to eat you. Even

dramatically. Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart.

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

shouldn’t…”

kiss you, touch you, or sleep with

bedsheet beneath her, “Exactly. Don’t forget Cynthia’s situation.

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