My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 165 What Is Your Relationship With Martin? 

Byron grabbed Rosalie and practically dragged her out of the banquet in full view of the crowd. Rosalie tried to break free several times, but the man‘s grip was so tight that he did not even give her the chance to break free at all. His grip on her wrist only loosened when they made it outside the villa.

Rosalie gritted her teeth as she pulled herself away. She took two steps back to distance herself. 

“Thank you for your kindness, but I can get home just fine by myself. There‘s no need to trouble yourself to send me back personally. Moreover, your mother and fiancee are still inside. It would be better for you to go back and accompany thern!”

With that, she wanted to walk past the man to the gate of the manor.

She intended to go back by herself from the very beginning and did not expect the situation to evolve into this. Even more so, she did not expect Byron to do that in front of so many people. Rosalie‘s mind was a mess. She just wanted things to quiet down for a while.

Just as she walked to the man‘s side, her wrist was grabbed by a large hand again. His grip was even stronger than before.

Rosalie stopped abruptly. She suppressed the chaos in her heart and tried to look at the person beside her calmly. “Is something else the matter, President Lawrence?”

see indifference. He recalled the woman‘s smiling appearance when she was chatting

so. In addition, I also hope my daughter can get some rest earlier, so don‘t waste time

here myself, and Mrs. Zora is at home. President Lawrence, you

faint anger in his eyes.” If I recall correctly, you drank just now. Are

waiting for her response, the man gripped her wrist forcefully and

get free of him and was unable to

was not making the trip especially to send her back. If she refused

have two drinks at the banquet just now. When the two of them came over, Luther already had the car door open for

still

to go home just now? Or was that an excuse because you didn‘t want to remain at the banquet?” Byron questioned in his deep voice. Hearing this, Rosalie

expression on her face was

dead silence

woman‘s side profile through the window, his gaze dark