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.

didn't care that tonight was their last night together.

bed. Despite her

asked him what he was

her husband, but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got close, she seemed

treated him like

Everything

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

me like I'm going to eat

shirt and spreading it open, his chest heaving dramatically. Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His eyes blazed with such intensity that

swallowed hard. Uneasy, she

shouldn't..."

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

bedsheet beneath her, "Exactly. Don't forget Cynthia's situation. You promised her you'd

Theodore's hands pressed down on either side of her face,

lips. "Let's do the

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