Chapter 111
Roseanne steaed, her words dripping with disdain. “I haven’t been back to the country in years, but is this how all the women there are- like you!”
-low–class
Rosalie’s patienor was wearing thin. In her past life, Roseanne had made a point of showing off in front of her, trying to play up her presence because Rosalie was so fixated on Julian
In the end, it was that very obsession that made Rosalie lose ground, and she ended up doing some pretty pathetic things.
Looking back now, it wasn’t just Julian who might’ve wished she were dead–sometimes, Rosalie wished her past self could just disappear too
She shook off those thoughts, focusing on the song look on Roseanne’s face.
With a smile, Rosalie replied. “Tm not sure if all women in our country are as say maybe we should send fewer students overseas
y are as low–class as
as me, but if a trip abroad can turn someone into you, I’d
Roseanne’s face turned grim. She wasn’t so clueless as to miss the sarcasm in Rosalie’s words. “You
Her hand shot up, clearly aiming for a slap. But Rosalie was faster. Before the slap could land, Rosalie grabbed Roseanne’s wrist and slapped her back in one swift motion.
The sharp smack echoed through the street, drawing the attention of nearby passersby.
Roseanne, stunned and holding her burning cheek, couldn’t believe what had just happened. She never expected a mere substitute to have the guts
to hit her
“You hit me?” Roseanne seethed, her face alternating between pale and red as she glared at Rosalie. Maybe still in shock from the slap, she didn’t make another move to fight back.
Rosalie casually adjusted her collar and gave Roseanne an uninterested glance. “What’s the matter! Are you a queen or a princess! Should I be terrified to lay a hand on you?”
She let out a mocking laugh. Her words were laced with so much disdain that it almost felt like she slapped Roseanne again without lifting a finger. Staring at Roseanne’s angry face, Rosalie retorted, “The last person who dared lay a hand on me ended up sleeping on the streets. You should be glad your slap didn’t land on my face
Her eyes flashed a cold glint, and her slurp gaze was enough to make Roseanne feel like she was under attack
After giving Roseanne a final warning, Rosalie turned to leave, determined to have no further interactions with her.
But just as
as she was about to get back into her car, she saw a black Bendey slowly pull up behind her.
Two figures then got out, and both Rosalie and Roseanne’s expressions changed instantly.
Rosalie thought, Juliant of all places to run into him, this is just my luck
Her brow furrowed, clearly irritated by his presence.
At the same ti
time, Roseanne’s voice rang out, full of excitement. “Oh,
- h. Julian
Her eyes were practically glued to him, a look of undisguised joy liglaing up her face.
As Julian walked past Rosalie, his eyes licked over her face for a split second, catching the clear disdain she didn’t even bother to hide.
His expression immediately turned stormy. His gaze lingered on Rosalie for a second before moving past her, heading straight for Roseanne.
Right behind Julian was Kalebs. Seeing that Julian headed toward Hoseaune without a second glance at Rosalie, Kaleb widened his eyes for just a moment. His gaze instinctively drifted towards Rosalie, though he quickly looked away.
