Chapter 42.
She was pulled into a familiar embrace.
The familiar feel of the shirt-it was one she had picked out for him.
The familiar scent of cologne-she had bought it too.
Christopher held her tightly, seven parts longing and three parts anger, gritting his teeth as he growled, “Getting bold, are you? Escaping right under my nose?”
Rosalind struggled with all her might, kicking and hitting him in his arms:”Where’s Eloise? I want to see Eloise! Mmph!”
Christopher’s kiss was fierce and urgent, just like when they first got together-he was so desperate it was as if he wanted to devour her whole.
When a man really gets ruthless, Rosalind realized for the first time that her strength was as insignificant as an ant trying to shake a tree-she couldn’t push him away at all.
Gradually, his breathing grew heavier.
He let go of her lips slightly, gazing at her dazed eyes, clouded from lack of oxygen because of his kiss. The fire in Christopher’s eyes only burned hotter.
He hoisted her up and carried her toward the master bedroom.
The bodyguards all lowered their heads, rubbing their noses, not daring to look.
Only Charlotte called out softly, “Rosalind…”
Rosalind felt as if her mind had gone completely blank, her whole body dizzy and light, as if she had fallen into a soft cloud.
But the quilt covering her seemed to turn into a hard block of iron, pressing down so hard she could barely breathe.
After steadying her breath, she realized half her clothes were gone, and Christopher, eyes red, was unfastening her
bra.
Sensing she was awake, Christopher quickly pounced on her again, cupping her face and kissing her madly.
Rosalind had already given up resisting, until Christopher tasted something bitter on her lips.
It was tears.
She was crying.
Her tears finally brought him back to his senses a little. He stopped and gently wiped the wetness from her cheeks with the back of his hand:”Rosa, I missed you.”
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“I missed you so much I was going crazy. The thought that
forever-it terrifies me.”
you could escape right under my nose, leave me
Rosalind turned her face away and closed her eyes.
Christopher let out a disappointed sigh and gently kissed her forehead:”Do you know, when I saw you laughing and chatting with that old man Vernon Glenn, it felt like my heart was being stabbed with needles.”
Rosalind said, “Your heart aches because you still believe there’s something improper between me and him.”
“Rosa, we’ve finally met again. Can we not talk about this? I don’t want to hear another man’s name from your lips.”
Rosalind pushed him away and sat up, straightening her bra, which had been pulled askew.
Christopher hugged her from behind, kissing her hair: “Let’s pretend the past never happened. Come back with me. Let’s love each other like before and live a good life together, okay?”
Rosalind fixed her bra, picked up a shirt from the floor, and put it on.
“Christopher, we both know we can’t go back.”
‘Fine, Christopher said. “If I say it’s fine, then it’s fine.”
Rosalind sneered, “But I don’t want to.”
Christopher’s gaze, which had been gentle and affectionate, gradually lost its warmth after hearing her words, turning cold and menacing.
Rosa, don’t push me.”
Rosalind asked him, “Where’s Eloise?”
In the guest room next door.”
Rosalind lifted her foot, ready to go over.
Christopher sprang up and closed the master bedroom door before she could leave.
Rosalind looked at him.”What else do you want?”
Rosa, I’ll ask you one last time. Are you coming back with me or not?”
You already know the answer. Why bother asking?”
Christopher let out a cold laugh.”Fine, if that’s the case…”
This time, he took the initiative to open the door.
“Since you’re so eager to see your good friend, I won’t stop you anymore.”
Would he really be so kind all of a sudden?
Rosalind was skeptical.
But her worry for Eloise overcame everything else. She rushed out the door and flung open the guest room door. Then, she gasped in shock.
Charlotte was sitting in the corner, her eyes swollen with tears, her hands and feet bound. “Rosalind, please…”
She looked toward the bed.
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Eloise was lying there, unconscious, her outer clothes stripped off, leaving only her underwear.
Christopher’s voice drifted in from afar, laced with warning:”If you don’t come back with me, photos of Eloise will be trending number one online in five minutes.”
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