Chapter Fifty Two

Brandon

I'd harbored a fondness for Rosalie for as long as I could recall, yet she favored Adrien over me despite his lack of kindness towards her. Over time, my affection for her transformed into contempt. However, witnessing her now, adorned in white skinny jeans, a black crop top, and a matching denim jacket, paired with black ankle boots, sparked a shift in my feelings towards her.

She had always been an unattainable blonde beauty to me, but I never imagined she could look even better as a brunette. I believed that changing her hair color wouldn't diminish her beauty, and that's why Yvette harbored resentment towards her.

I should have known that even a man like Adrien Vasanten who'd claimed to hate her wouldn't be able to resist her in the long run. He was betrayed by the woman he'd hated his wife for, retraced his steps and reconnected with Rosalie at the first chance he got.

As I was about to join her at the empty booth, assuming she was alone, a man leaned over, kissed h