Chapter 176

That man in the pink suit, who was so close to Rosalie, cooked for her and had been with her for five or six years. Julian still felt the sting of how gently Rosalie called him, Eddie. His thinking about that possessive term made Julian’s jealousy and irritation boil over, shattering the last bit of his composure. “It doesn’t matter if you’re willing or not,” he began, but Julian stepped forward, intending to pull Rosalie from Eden’s arms. “Tadie, I don’t feel well,” Rosalie said, frowning deeply, her arms instinctively wrapping around Eden.

Auden looked down at Rosalie’s increasingly flushed face, his eyes hardening. He didn’t want a fight with Julian right now. “Rosalie’s not feeling well. I don’t have time to argue with you. Get out of the way.”

Every time Alden was with Rosalie, it grated on Julian’s nerves. His jealousy and irritation surged even more fiercely. Right now, his only thought was to get Rosalie back from this man. “My wife doesn’t need some outsider to help her,” Julian declared, reaching for Rosalie again. Rosalie’s brows were still tightly furrowed; she looked extremely uncomfortable. As Julian tried to pull her away, she instinctively shook him off. Julian’s movement froze. He looked at Rosalie, whose brows were still tightly knit, and a flicker of pain flashed in his eyes, though he barely noticed it.