All Chapters of Marrying Without You: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Rosalyn looked at herself in the mirror and pursed her lips. She wasn't scared; she was simply sober.She knew she couldn't drink like that again, especially not with Eric around. How did she even end up having those thoughts about him? Had she been alone for too long?Her gaze drifted to her own slim body, and she shook her head a little before standing under the shower and turning on the water.Warm water poured over her hair, sobering her up and washing away the alcohol clinging to her skin. She felt much better.But when Rosalyn opened the bathroom door, she didn't expect to see Eric still there. He was sitting on the sofa like he owned the place. He was neither reading nor using his phone—he seemed to be just waiting for her.Rosalyn briefly glanced at him before heading to the closet, and she heard his voice behind her. "Let's talk."'Talk? Again?' Rosalyn thought."If we keep talking, it'll be afternoon," Rosalyn said. She didn't need people downstairs assuming she and Er

Back on the day of the wedding, Sue had already made it clear she didn't welcome Rosalyn. Nothing had changed since.Rosalyn didn't really care, but that spite couldn't have come from nowhere, and it made her curious. The entire Hammond family liked Rosalyn, so why was Sue the only one who disliked her?Since she wasn't busy anyway, she figured she might pick up something unexpected by having a chat with Sue."My brother doesn't like you." Sue was blunt as ever.From the angle, Rosalyn had to look up at her, and it was annoying. She stepped forward two steps and lazily leaned against the railing. "Funny, he never said that."Sue snorted. "Does he need to? Can't you feel it?"Sue was sharp-tongued for someone so young. It was the typical teenage attitude.Rosalyn pursed her lips. "Can't say I do. Actually, your brother–"She recalled the glass of warm water from that morning. "He's pretty good to me.""He's good to every woman." Sue didn't hesitate to call Eric a womanizer."T

Rosalyn didn't really need to ask that question.Julia had already let go of her resentment the moment she handed her the necklace years ago. Giving it to Rosalyn had been her way of encouraging her to look for the truth. Still, Rosalyn wanted to hear it directly from her.Her mother's death had been Julia's greatest heartbreak. For years, Julia had blamed Rosalyn's father for everything.Rosalyn often thought Julia must have resented her too. After all, if she hadn't been born, her mother wouldn't have died, and Julia wouldn't have lost her only daughter.But Julia loved her daughter too deeply, so she turned what could've been resentment toward Rosalyn into something else. It became unconditional and selfless love."Silly girl," Julia said while smiling at her. "If I minded, I wouldn't have given you the necklace or told you the truth.""Grandma–""Do what you think is right. Don't overthink it," Julia said in an encouraging tone.Rosalyn leaned against her shoulder. "Grandma

When Rosalyn woke up, the car had already stopped, and it was completely dark outside.Eric wasn't in the car, but his jacket was draped over her. It had that faint, cool pine scent he always had, which smelled good.She glanced out the window. She could tell immediately they weren't anywhere near the city. It was too dark outside, and the few distant lights looked miles away.The unfamiliar surroundings made her tense. She frowned, pushed off the jacket, and opened the door.A wave of cold night air hit her, making her shiver. This time she didn't act tough. She pulled Eric's jacket back on and stepped out.They were on a mountaintop.Eric stood a short distance away, and it looked like he was standing by the edge.Rosalyn walked toward him as the wind blew against his shirt with a hollow rustle that made her feel colder just listening to it."Aren't you cold?" she asked."I'm fine." His gaze stayed fixed on the view ahead.All of Cromwell stretched below them. Lights were s

The night was pitch-black, and the wind had a chilly bite, yet Rosalyn felt a strange heat pulsing through her body. Something was overflowing from her heart little by little.At some point, she even reached for Eric's shirt. Her heartbeat and breathing slipped out of rhythm.Rosalyn was good at staying in control, but that didn't mean she couldn't lose it.When Eric leaned in, she forgot to move at all.His lips brushed against hers. They were soft and tentative, like he was testing the waters or soothing her.She knew exactly what he was doing, but she didn't dodge or push him away—she let him kiss her. His lips grazed hers again and again.Only when he gently parted her lips did Rosalyn tremble. She pulled away and turned her face aside. Her eyes fluttered shut, the vein on her neck bulged, and her breathing became uneven. "Eric, find another way to get your revenge," she said.She couldn't handle this.Eric's hand slid to her neck. His thumb pressed precisely over the vein