Chapter 845


    “I won’t go back, and I won’t meet with them tomorrow either! Do you know that I was almost-” Rose


    choked down her sobs at this point.


    There was a sudden silence on the other end.


    After a while, there was a change in George’s attitude. His tone softened, but his words were more


    cutting.


    “Rose, I know you’re in a difficult situation. But at the moment, our family is facing difficulties. As a


    daughter of the Emerson family, sacrificing a bit for the family is reasonable, isn’t it?


    “Your sister is about to be engaged to the second son of the Dalton family in Northuis. She has


    sacrificed


    a lot for our family, too.”


    Rose’s eyes turned crimson instantly as she asked word by word. “Did you know that those two men


    had


    evil intentions toward me from the beginning? Is that so?”


    George remained silent.


    “You knew everything and still let me meet them. Is this how you put your daughter in danger?” Rose


    cried


    out in anger and frustration, tears streaming down her face.


    Ss didn’t catch all the words outside the door, but this sentence was crystal clear.


    Combining it with the fragments he had heard earlier, he pieced together the whole story.


    Instantly, his heart wrenched. He clenched his fists, and he was filled with anger.


    What kind of devilish family was this? How could parents willingly let their daughters do such things?


    No sound came from inside for a while.


    Ss took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door out of concern. But Rose didn’t give him any


    response. Worried, he pushed the door open.


    “Rose?” His pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body shivered.


    He saw the fragile Rose lying unconscious on the floor.


    Ss rushed forward to check her condition, quickly realizing that she was experiencing cardiac arrest.


    Fear spread through his being


    “Hold on, Rose!”


    He vigorouslypressed her chest for CPR, but she showed no response.


    “Rose… Rose…”


    Ss watched as Rose’s lips, like withering rose petals, gradually lost color and turned a faint shade of


    gray. Finally, he made up his mind, leaning in and kissing her deeply.


    Their lips pressed tightly together as he continuously shared his breath with her. His heart raced in an


    unusual rhythm.


    After so some time, Rose slowly opened her eyes. Subconsciously, she reached out her arms and


    hooked them around Ss’ neck.


    Ss widened his eyes in surprise. He lost his bnce and copsed toward her.


    She let a soft moan escape her lips.


    Rose, with a misty and teary gaze, looked pitiful yet incredibly affectionate.


    Inadvertently, she stirred something deep within Ss’ heart.


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    Her lips, now restored to a rosy hue, unfolded like flower petals dampened by morning dew. Slowly, she


    traced his lips with finesse and warmth.


    Atst, the tightly stretched line of Ss’ rationality snapped silently


    With red eyes, he firmly held the back of her head, his breath growing heavier.


    His warm tongue gently pried open her parted lips, capturing her sweetness, which was apanied


    by a subtle hint of alcohol. It invaded his senses, reaching deep into his soul.


    He didn’t know how tonight had turned into this, but one thing was certain-he didn’t want to part with


    her lips and didn’t want to stop.