All Chapters of Marrying Without You: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

"I-I need a room to rest," Rosalyn requested through clenched teeth."This way, please." The waiter quickly stepped in and supported her.He helped her out of the auction hall, but he led her to the elevator instead of the lounge.Rosalyn noticed that he had pressed the button for the top floor rather than the guest room level. "No…" She tried to pull free. "The rooms are… on the eighth floor…"The waiter's grip tightened around her arm. "It's on the top floor."When the elevator doors opened, Rosalyn gathered all her strength to shove him away.The corridor was empty when she stumbled out."Why are you running?" A familiar voice came from behind.Rosalyn turned and saw Ben approaching with a cigarette in his mouth. "Do you need help, Ms. Jones?" he asked with a lewd smile.Her heart sank."Get lost…" Rosalyn stepped back until her back hit the wall.Ben's smile grew even more disgusting. "Stop pretending to be high and mighty. Eric dumped you, and Tim was just playing a

Rosalyn stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at the red marks on her collarbone as fragments of last night flashed through her mind.She remembered Eric's restrained yet fiery kisses, how he had whispered her name over and over in her ear, and the tightness of his embrace at the very end.A knock was heard, and Eric's voice came through. "Breakfast is ready."Rosalyn's favorite bagel and oat milk were on the table. Eric was dressed in loungewear, and his hair was still slightly damp. He looked nothing like the sharp and intimidating businessman he usually was."Thank you," Rosalyn said. Eric paused, then raised a brow. "For what? Last night?"He suddenly leaned in, and his breath brushed against her ear. "Why does it feel like I got taken advantage of for free?"The comment was a bit too bold, and Rosalyn choked lightly. She quickly picked up the oat milk and took a sip to calm down. "Name a price, Mr. Hammond."Eric was speechless. "Rosalyn!"Rosalyn raised a bro

The atmosphere at Zahn Mansion was suffocating.Ben was thrown into the middle of the hall by two bodyguards. His face was pale as blood had pooled between his legs.Trembling, he pointed at Tim in the main seat. "Save me! Eric, he—"Tim set down his cup of coffee indifferently. "Didn't you see this coming when you schemed against Rosalyn?""I didn't—I was just trying to help you." Ben crawled over and grabbed Tim's pant leg. "That woman doesn't know any better. I just—""Shut up!" Tim kicked him. "From today onward, you are no longer part of the family. I will send you to Tukarnia tomorrow."Ben suddenly laughed maniacally. "Hahaha! You seriously think I don't know, Tim? You've been bewitched by that bitch long ago! Save me, Grandpa!" He turned to William Zahn, who was sitting in an armchair. "Your precious youngest son is so obsessed with a married woman that he doesn't even care about his own family anymore."William struck the floor hard with his cane and demanded, "What's

At three in the morning, Rosalyn's phone went off in the darkness.She opened her eyes and saw Peter's name flashing on the screen. The small black mole on her earlobe was just visible under the phone's blue glow."Laura attempted suicide, Mrs. Hammond." Peter's voice echoed through the icy hospital corridor on the other end.Rosalyn jolted upright when she heard that. The strap of her silk nightgown slid off her shoulder, revealing a pale pink scar along her collarbone. Seven years ago, before the World Diving Championships, Laura had 'accidentally' scratched her with her fingernails.It was only now that Rosalyn understood it hadn't been an accident. Laura had done it on purpose as she was driven mad by jealousy and hatred. Back then, Rosalyn had never seen it that way.It was still raining outside, and the raindrops on the window sounded like a ticking countdown.Rosalyn stepped barefoot onto the floor, and a tingle ran up from her soles.Her temples throbbed violently

Eric knew he had missed out on her for several years. He knew someone else had been by her side during that time, and he understood that it would take time to heal the wounds the person had left.So he wasn't in a hurry. He worked slowly in his own way to heal the pain in her heart."Rosie, it doesn't matter if you didn't love me before. W-we can always fall in love later…" His voice trembled, like a drowning man desperately clutching at the last straw. "I will make you—""I'm not a little girl anymore, Eric." Rosalyn cut him off as she clenched her fists tightly. "I'm not that easily carried away anymore."Her words were like a blunt knife, stabbing straight into his heart. "You still can't move on from all that?"Rosalyn nodded heavily. "I don't bounce back easily. Once my heart is broken, it never really heals."Eric stared at her in a daze. "Are you telling me that you still love—"He did not mention any names, but they both knew exactly who he meant.Rosalyn lowered her