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

Chapter 802 Quietly

Rosalie’s face was pale after she vomited. Byron frowned and leaned over to look into her eyes. “How are you feeling? Do you feel better now?”

Rosalie was not able to hear his voice at all. After she threw up, she fell back on the bed weakly, still muttering unconsciously. “Ugh, it’s so uncomfortable…”

Hearing this, there was a hint of distress in the bottom of Byron’s eyes. He got up and took off his vomit-covered shirt, went into the bathroom, and washed his hands. He then went out to pour her a glass of water, wanting her to rinse her mouth.

As soon as he came back and walked into the bedroom door, Byron saw Rosalie standing on the floor and taking off her clothes as if no one else was beside her. She muttered as she peeled off her clothes, “Shower… I want to shower…”

As the woman gradually took off each piece of clothing, Byron suddenly came back to his senses. He walked quickly to Rosalie’s side and tried to stop her. “Don’t take off any more.”

Rosalie was very unhappy as she glanced at him, and her tone was also a little annoyed. “I want to take a shower. You get out of my way!”

When speaking, Rosalie reached out and unbuckled her bra.

Byron froze suddenly and subconsciously looked away.

around again, the woman who was still beside

woman’s graceful body was clearly

a while, Byron

for six years, and this woman’s figure

the shower cubicle but forgot to close the door, she turned on the shower on her own and

woman’s series of actions with his brows tightly furrowed, and

to help her close the shower cubicle door, and turned around to clean up the

up the bedroom, Rosalie had not

room, wanting to take advantage of this moment while the woman was showering to

Byron stepped out of Rosalie’s bedroom, Rosalie came out of the bathroom right

showering, she had sobered up a

came out, Rosalie was still a little confused when she saw

her throat let her

why is there no trace of it in the room? My room is still very

daze, Byron’s shadow

to hear Byron’s voice. ‘Could it be that the