All Chapters of Marrying Without You: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Both women's expressions changed at once, and one of them even turned to run."Stop right there." Rosalyn's voice wasn't loud, but she sounded cold.One of the women stopped and hurried to explain, "Mrs. Hammond, we heard it from someone else…""Yes, we didn't believe a word. You're so beautiful and capable. How could you—" The other woman corrected herself timidly.Rosalyn didn't give them a chance to finish and slapped each of them across the face. They claimed they didn't believe it, yet they still talked about it. How many injustices had happened because of such blabbermouths?Back then, Laura had suffered an accusation because someone had made things up."If you didn't believe it, then why are you talking about it?" Rosalyn's voice wasn't loud or harsh, but her demeanor was intimidating.Knowing that they were in the wrong, the two women apologized repeatedly while covering their stinging cheeks. "We're sorry, Mrs. Hammond. We were wrong."Wrong?Rosalyn didn't buy it. Em

Since she wanted it, there was no reason to hold back, and Rosalyn raised the bid to more than twice Zoe's offer.The two of them had already been the center of attention. Now that they were openly competing for a necklace, the boring charity auction suddenly came alive. Everyone turned to them, and a few people had already begun whispering among themselves.Zoe hadn't expected Rosalyn to compete with her over the necklace. She wondered if Rosalyn was trying to slap her in the face and undo the earlier portrayal of them as friends. People with bad intentions always assumed the worst of others, and Zoe was exactly that type. In her mind, Rosalyn was deliberately trying to humiliate her.Under normal circumstances, Zoe would have backed down, especially since she'd been actively trying to get closer to Rosalyn lately. But with Rosalyn suddenly challenging her, she couldn't retreat. Otherwise, she would look weak, and the others would mock her for it."Six million!" Zoe gritted her

The charity auction was over, but the drama wasn't.Carl sat in the car, fiddling with his phone nonstop. Zoe, who was seated beside him, glanced over casually and saw the messages he was sending.He was asking around about that necklace, clearly determined to get it.Zoe knew her place and was sure that Carl wasn't getting the necklace for her. The way he publicly bid against Rosalyn today was only a performance, a show to make people believe there was nothing improper between them.He really did go to great lengths for Rosalyn, but perhaps because Zoe had been stung too many times, she didn't even feel jealous anymore. She simply asked, "Why does Rosalyn want that necklace?"When Rosalyn competed for the necklace earlier, Zoe had assumed it was to embarrass her, to steal the spotlight. But now that she had calmed down, she no longer thought so.Rosalyn didn't need to do anything today, for she had already completely outshone Zoe. Instead, Zoe's bidding only made her look petty.

When Rosalyn was spacing out, she felt warmth on the back of her hand. She turned her head and saw Ophelia smiling softly beside her. "Is there something on your mind?"Ever since they got into the car, Rosalyn hadn't spoken. She kept staring out of the window.Rosalyn pressed her lips together and remained quiet, and Ophelia sighed softly and said, "Don't let other people's gossip get to you. Everyone talks behind someone's back, and everyone gets talked about. Just be yourself—that's enough."Ophelia was perceptive and wise, and she understood people well. Rosalyn couldn’t help but envy Eric for having such a wonderful mother, and suddenly, she understood where his pride—sometimes even arrogance—came from.With a doting mother like Ophelia, how could he not be proud?"I know." Rosalyn's gaze drifted to Ophelia's face. She was beautiful even when she was aging. Ophelia nodded and said no more. She always made people feel at ease and could offer guidance without being preachy, g

Husband?Eric had never expected to hear her say that—especially not now.She was drunk, but not fully gone. "Are you going to let me kiss you or not?" Rosalyn insisted.She was usually cool and aloof, as if wrapped in a layer of ice. But right now, she seemed soft and vulnerable, as if her shell had been stripped away, stirring tenderness in anyone who looked at her. "Are you sure you want to kiss me?" Eric asked.The moment he said that, the softness in Rosalyn's eyes vanished, replaced by a flash of irritation. "Forget it."She shoved him and turned to the side with a huff.He was caught off guard by her sudden change in mood.This was the real her. He'd been stringing her along long enough to annoy her. And of course, her temper flared. He remembered seeing her back when she worked as an assistant. She had endured hours of waiting just to say a few words. At that moment, she was like bamboo—flexible under pressure, yet unbreakable.But that wasn't her true self—this was