All Chapters of Marrying Without You: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rosalyn sighed and asked, "Eric, are you schizophrenic?"He married her just for revenge, and now, he was suggesting they should just stay married? Something must be wrong with his mind."I guess so. Now let's go on a tour of the world of a schizophrenic." After breakfast, Eric took her out in a buggy.It was just big enough for the two of them, and almost similar to the ones kids used to ride at amusement parks, but with absurdly large tires like a quad bike.As the buggy started moving, Rosalyn realized that the saying 'don't judge a book by its cover' applied not only to people but also to objects—it almost looked like an oversized toy, but it handled like a dream. It was both speedy and steady and afforded them an unimpeded view of the scenery around them.Although Eric didn't say where they were going, Rosalyn could tell that they would be spending the day just sightseeing.So be it—since they were here, they might as well enjoy it. Come to think of it, she hadn't taken

"Good morning, dear!"Carl saw Zoe as soon as he opened his eyes.She was sitting by the windowsill and sipping coffee, wearing nothing but a black babydoll.He was naked beneath the sheets and was well aware of what had happened—he was just hungover, not amnesiac.As he closed his eyes, refusing to look at Zoe, she didn't even appear surprised by his reaction. "Why don't we go for a walk, dear? Just look at Ms. Jones—she's definitely having a good time."She tapped on her tablet, sending the video she had just seen to Carl.Even if she couldn't claim his heart, there was someone who could, and very effectively.To no surprise, Carl's eyes were wide open as he watched Rosalyn dance, and Eric then scooped her up in his arms before they fooled around on the buggy like overgrown children.The angle was perfect, and the edit was romantic—those who didn't know better would definitely think that it was a trailer for a new film.Carl's jealousy swelled, and he promptly got out of bed

Rosalyn was just having fun joyriding along the turf when another buggy started closing in.She didn't even have to look to know who was coming—it was certainly apt that Eric referred to them as chewing gum clinging to the shoes, with the way Zoe kept coming after her even when she had already kept her distance.Still, she was not about to let Zoe get what she wanted and floored the accelerator pedal, speeding off to another clearing.She felt the burst of acceleration as the buggy shot forward and almost felt like apologizing for her mistaken first impression.It wasn't just fun—it felt cool driving it that she'd like to drive one back home.Seeing that Rosalyn was speeding away, Zoe smirked as she floored the accelerator pedal too, playing tag on the big green turf."Why are you running?!" she shouted when she realized she wasn't catching up. Rosalyn completely ignored her, however, and kept speeding down the turf as her hair floated elegantly behind her.Even though the tur

Rosalyn didn't have that many contacts on WhatsApp and basically used the app to talk to a single person.And she somehow still ended up messing up big time.Even as she stared blankly at the text, she received another: [Are you here?]Rosalyn blinked. Did that mean he was here too? Wasn't that too much of a coincidence?She and her online buddy had only ever texted each other and never met in person.He had once suggested meeting up, but Rosalyn refused, and he had never mentioned it again since.As such, Rosalyn could stay friends with him online because he knew when to back off instead of crossing a line, which didn't make things awkward for her.That was when the third text came.[I'm in Celdona too, and I'm very close… Would you like to meet up?]The question was tentative.Even so, Rosalyn's response was: [No.]She had never met him before anyway, and there was even less reason to do that now.She had also been thinking about cutting ties during the past couple of d

As Rosalyn turned on her phone, she noticed three WhatsApp messages.[Sorry… I take back what I said.][I don't mean to be forward, but I just think it's a surprise to meet in a foreign country.][Business or pleasure?]It was from someone who named himself 'At Twelve'.They didn't know each other's real names—she called him Twelve, and he would call her Candy, since her nickname was Sweetless Candy.Rosalyn swiped up, but only those three messages were in their chat history. Since she would clear it from time to time, there really wasn't much to look at.It was also probably that habit which led to her sending the message to Eric by mistake.Just remembering the man outside left her temples stiffening. Even if she had used Eric as a groom out of emergency, he had already laid out his trap.Still, she refused to lie down and let him win even if he hadn't taken advantage of her yet—she had to deal with him, one way or the other.[I'll no longer use WhatsApp.]After Rosalyn ty