Marrying Without You のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 200

"Go find them. Now!"Eric had barely reached when Rosalyn ordered him. "Hold on. You still haven't told me who's trying to set you up." His calmness only made her angrier.Rosalyn shot him a glare and turned away. He then hurried after her."Your temper's getting more fiery by the day."As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and instructed the person on the other end, "Find Wendy. Fast."By the time he hung up, Rosalyn was already far ahead. Watching her figure, Eric waved over a nearby waiter. "Go look for a stunning woman with short hair. Whoever finds her gets this."He flashed the amount with his hand, then rushed to catch up with Rosalyn. She told him that someone had set them up, so she wasn't safe either. He needed to keep an eye on her.Less than three minutes later, Eric and Rosalyn came face to face with Wendy. She was lounging on a rocking chair with a bald middle-aged man grovelling beside her.Rosalyn instantly recognized him as the man she overheard talking on

The wind at night was cool, yet Rosalyn and Eric felt strangely hot. Neither of them was stupid, and they knew the reason. Wendy had blatantly spiked their drinks. Guess it was true that trouble always came from the people one was closest to.Rosalyn knew Wendy meant no harm and was simply giving her and Eric a little push.In the reflection of the car window, Eric had tugged at his collar numerous times. It was quite amusing to see him being uncomfortable. Usually, she was the one teasing and touching him, yet she was quiet now. The contrast was adorable."Eric," Rosalyn called out first.He turned to her, his eyes flickering with suppressed desire, just like the restless waves she had been watching."Are you alright?" she asked softly.Eric's gaze grew intense as his Adam's apple bobbed hard. "What do you think?"His usually pleasant voice was now slightly husky.His eyes, his body, and his voice had all answered Rosalyn's question. "Are you feeling good?" Eric aske

A mysterious guest?Rosalyn had no idea who it might be, but whoever it was, they definitely needed to get up. Meanwhile, Eric was still sleeping like a rock, with his arm draped around her possessively."Mother brought someone over. You need to get up," Rosalyn reminded him."Tell her to go home. She's annoying," he said childishly.Rosalyn ignored him. It might be fine for him to treat his mother that way, but she couldn't. She pried his arm off, got out of bed, and began getting dressed. Just as she reached the door, she wanted to tell him again to hurry up, but before she could speak, he rolled over and tugged the blanket with him.His lean, toned waist stretched with the movement, instantly reminding Rosalyn of the powerful strength he had displayed last night.Her cheeks flushed red as she swallowed her words and quickly left the room.The moment she opened the gate, her breath hitched. "Mother… Zac?!"Rosalyn hadn't expected Ophelia's mysterious guest to be Zac, an

"Sigh!"Ophelia sighed the moment she stepped into the garden.That wasn't like her at all, and Rosalyn immediately sensed something was off."Mother, what's wrong?""It's Zac. He always looks calm and gentle on the outside, but inside, he's hurting. And unlike Eric, he refuses to say what's bothering him." Ophelia and Rosalyn both glanced toward the two brothers still sitting inside.Rosalyn didn't know how to respond. She understood Zac better than anyone. In the online world, he had laid his heart bare to her.The only thing he had ever kept from her was that he was married, and Rosalyn understood why.He had fallen for her. "Mother, he's an adult. He has his own way of dealing with things." Rosalyn could only say this."He may be an adult, but his heart is still like a child." Ophelia shook her head. "Eric is the opposite—he acts like a kid, but he's very mature inside."As expected from a mother, she knew her sons inside out."Did Zac say anything to you this time?"

In the luxurious hotel suite, Wendy was wrapped in nothing but a silk bedsheet when she opened the door. Only she would pull something like that.Rosalyn eyed Wendy. "What, last night's dress can't cover you anymore?""It can, but it's too dirty. I don't want to wear it." Wendy gave Rosalyn a once-over. "You look pretty energized. What's wrong—is Eric not up to standard?"If Wendy wanted to go crude, Rosalyn didn't bother holding back. "Why don't you try him yourself and find out?""Damn, Rosie. Letting me try your man? Sisterhood goals right there. If we stop being sisters-in-law one day, we'll still be like blood sisters." Wendy tugged the bedsheet as she walked back inside like it was a runway show.Rosalyn paused for two seconds. Wendy's words made her suddenly realize that they had grown closer lately."Go change," Rosalyn said, handing over the clothes she brought."I'm not going out. Why bother?" Wendy stayed wrapped in the sheet and plopped onto the couch. "Make me a cof