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Chapter 87: I am his pet
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Rosella’s POV My head turned in his direction and I only had one thought in mind.Was this man bipolar? After going on about being extremely possessive like a crazy lunatic, now he suddenly wants to learn to love me.Even as crazy as this sounds, that’s still the least of my worries. It would be more thrown off he suddenly developed a conscious. “There’s no need for that, Donovan. I don’t want your love” I was being so truthful right now while hoping he doesn’t press the issue any further. “I still want to try- ”“I said I don’t want your love!l I yelled unknowingly. I just wanted to sleep but my mood was in pits now, thanks to somebody…He really didn’t know when to stop because he went on.“Why? Is it so bad to imagine a proper relationship with me? A healthy one”“Can you hear yourself, Donovan? Do you plan to kill me from rage first? If you must know why then here’s my answer. I don’t want your love because I want to have a justifiable reason to end you. Is that good enough?
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Rosella followed behind Odessa and was led to an outdoor balcony. Today was a sunny day so she wore a sundress and had a light scalp over her neck. Its blue color highlighted and ocean eyes and made her look refreshing in the midst of the swirling breeze while Odessa on the other hand, was on her usual heavy makeup with a red lipstick that stood out any day. If you were looking for the perfect woman to describe an aristocrat who doesn’t hold back in blinding everyone with her elaborate fashion sense. That position would already be taken by Odessa!And if no one told you, you definitely wouldn’t guess that she was in the medical field because she had a wild feel that made her perfect for the entertainment world yet, she was trapped in an office with a lab coat hanging from the coat holder. “You asked to speak with me” Rose was the first to break the ice, watching her sip a glass of juice and stare at the sky wasn’t really what she expected when she followed her all the way here, p
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Rosella’s POV I came into the room soaked from the rain, it was only a small distance I ran but the rain was so heavy that I got drenched in a matter of seconds.But when I entered the room, all thoughts of myself that clouded my mind ceased. The food tray I dropped on the shelf remained the same. It wasn’t even touched and the heavy wind from the window blew the curtains like it was going to cut from the rails any minute. Yet, my attention was on Donovan who was shivering so much. I didn’t know what else to do but call his name and run over to his side. “Donovan!” I nudged him and he responded to my call but his body vibrated more and that was due to my cold wet hands. “Sorry” I retracted my hands “I’ll go see if Alice is around to check on you” I stood to leave but he caught my wrist. “Don’t go” It was just like when he was asleep but this time he was awake, even though the illness caused his eyes to be barely open, I knew he was awake.“I’ll be back, let me just find he
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