Chapter 17: Is it you?

Rosalynn's POV.

My fingers were shaking and I seemed to have forgotten how to breathe because fear was squeezing my heart. I stared blankly at the mark of the slap on Nolan's face, my mind froze instead of thinking about what to do next.

“Nolan, I… I…” My lips moved, “I'm sorry.”

While Nolan was still motionless, I jumped off his body to run away.

But Nolan immediately pulled my arm back. My heart skipped a beat and I didn't dare turn around to look at him, “Sorry, Nolan. I saw you were drunk, so I went down to the kitchen to cook some hangover soup for you."

I shook his hand away and was about to continue running, but his cold voice rang out, “Stop. Is your courage growing, Rosalynn?”

I also felt like I was getting bolder because the person who just received my strong slap was Nolan Kingston. When he truly got angry, would he point a gun at my head and shoot me? If punishment was inevitable, I would rather die in an instant than let the demon within him rise and slowly torment me as