Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

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.

guest room. At this point, she didn't care that tonight was their last night

as she moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts to free herself, she found it impossible. Rosalie frowned.

him what he

was he doing? He was her husband, but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got

and treated him like

Everything I do is

the bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting more and more pressure and almost dislocating

like I'm going to eat you.

from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His eyes blazed

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

shouldn't..."

interrupted her. "Shouldn't kiss you, touch you, or sleep

gripped the bedsheet beneath her, "Exactly. Don't forget Cynthia's situation.

face, his eyes flashing severely. "But I never said I wouldn't touch

lips. "Let's do