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?”

straight into her eyes only to see indifference. He recalled the woman‘s smiling appearance when

so. In addition, I also hope my

myself, and Mrs. Zora is at home. President Lawrence, you can go ahead first.” Rosalie

her repeatedly refuse him, Byron‘s expression sank. There was faint anger in his eyes.” If I recall correctly, you drank just now. Are you about to drink and

her response, the man gripped her wrist forcefully and dragged her to the side of

get free of him and was unable to

the trip especially to send her back. If she refused again, it would

them came over, Luther already had the car door

still a

in a hurry 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

moved herself to the window and distanced herself from him. The expression on her face

silence in

side profile through the window,