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.

would sleep in the guest room. At this point, she didn't care that tonight was

bed. Despite her attempts to

often she had asked him what he was doing

she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got close, she seemed to

him like a

husband. Everything I do is

he pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting more and

look at me like I'm going to eat

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

pounded furiously, her nerves on edge. She swallowed hard. Uneasy, she said, "We're getting

shouldn't..."

"Shouldn't kiss

forget Cynthia's situation. You promised her

face, his eyes flashing severely. "But I

sly smile crept onto his lips. "Let's do

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