The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 11

As Wayne watched, his heart felt like it had been slashed by a knife. She had never resisted or been so afraid of getting intimate with him, except for the very beginning.

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The longer Wayne stared into Rosalynn’s eyes, the more she appeared unfamiliar to him. It was as if the deep connection and affection they had built over the past five years had been nothing but a figment of his imagination,

Why? By what justification?

Wayne’s anger surged within him, and he forcefully seized Rosalynn’s chin, his expression contorted into a sneer. “Rosalynn, you haven’t been acting like this in recent days. Playing the role of the weak and vulnerable now, do you truly believe it will sway me?”

With a ripping sound, her dress was torn apart. Rosalynn’s slender legs were exposed to the air.

“Wayne!”

curled up her legs, trying to knee Wayne away, but her strength was no match for him. Her legs were once

evading him and firmly grasped one side of her

taste of blood mingling between their lips. Despite

sight, she could see Ashley

resentment.

well enough,

had the power to take a

her cheeks, a manifestation of her overwhelming emotions. It

released her lips,

palm of his hand, which rested against Rosalynn’s dampened cheeks, absorbed the touch of her tears. He gazed at her, his lips stained with blood, witnessing her trembling shoulders and

moment, he beheld her tears. Genuine tears of heartbreak and

by something, his anger and jealousy slowly melting away from his uncontrollable

a while, he stood

“Get lost!”

the hell out

the room like she was running for her life. As she left 1899, she wisely shut