All Chapters of (Not) His Sugar Baby: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Everyone was focused, no one would have guessed that Rose was trying hard to make sense of the situation. Oracle had been taken with Edward, while Bridgette... Rose couldn't even describe the decision the woman had made. She tried to get up, fighting the pain under her stomach when her spine had to be stretched. "Move aside." Xelle's deep, hoarse voice was freezing cold. Bridgette was stared at sharply. One touch from Xelle managed to remove Bridgette's existence as a separator. Bugh! A hard punch landed on the bruise on Theo's face. "If anything happens to Rose, your life is at stake. And you almost ruined her life. Where was your promise back then!" Xelle's anger was overwhelming as Theo's silence seemed to confirm the truth. "Nonsense. I won't let Rose be with you or she'll forever be in danger." Each of Xelle's blows nearly shattered Theo's face. Negative emotions took over everythi

Theo's whisper was an agonizing sound. It was like Rose had plunged herself into a hole she could never climb out of. Going back to Theo was tempting, but pulling out was impossible. Everything was already done. The peck on the top of her head, Rose called part of the romanticization of the situation, and the one that killed both common sense and feelings. "We're going to the room now." Theo suddenly lifted Rose's body, carrying her into the main room. Completely ignoring the presence of the others. Unlike Rose, who was looking for any excuse to show her face. "Go." Her lips uttered that one word silently. It was not Rose's intention to drive him away. For now she did not want Theo and Xelle in the same room together. Little things could be made big by the attitude of these two. Rose let out a rough breath. The door to the room was locked. She couldn't s

Rose's attention turned to the email displaying the document attachment. Rose was sure that Aiden had compiled George's data in 'pdf' format, and then sent the file to her. The download was successful, which Rose proceeded to open the soft document using an additional application.Some of the information about George was organized starting from the most mundane things. However, no matter how deep Rose delved into the facts that were laid out before her eyes. It was still George... a single name that Rose found quite difficult to believe. A name with no additions or extensions certainly didn't make the search any easier for Rose. She paid attention to George's address which was also not clearly written. It was only hinted that he lived in Northern Italy, Lombardia to be precise, a region between the Alps and the Po valley.Rose remembers once traveling alone in a place that was of course still within the same region. Back then... the public park she went to had caused a

"I-I can protect myself, Axe. You don't have to go to all this trouble." "If it's true. You won't have anything bad happen. I don't know why you had to fall into that bastard's hands. If I wasn't madly in love with Bridgette. I would have made you my wife." Xelle's statement amazingly made Rose pause, then laugh following the deep, husky voice that broke the awkward situation between the two. "Bridgette is very lucky to have your love." Rose stopped the sentence for a moment. Tracing each of Xelle's expressions, not missing the attention to the hazel and ash color of each iris before her. "But you're serious about not betraying Bridgette, right?" asked Rose thoughtfully, simply interfering in Xelle and Bridgette's domestic affairs. "Nah. She just misunderstood. Women and their pregn

Rose's mind wandered over the piece of paper—the sonography results of a recent pregnancy. Her fragile heart was forced to fight... to revive something that had dimmed. Rose's fingers slowly rubbed the thermal material in front of her. Neither a bitter smile nor an acquiescence lingered on Rose's face. She felt so empty. There was no completeness that could bring Rose out of the abyss. She didn't know when the pain would subside. Little by little Rose began to learn to let go when it was not right to hold on to something that did not belong to her. "Sugar." Rose gasped, staring at the hotel room door. Theo's head was half raised and his bruised face half visible. Reflexively Rose quickly hid the black and white picture behind her body. Taking a straighter position on the back of the bed. "I brought you some fruit ice." Rose slowly shifted to give Theo room to sit near her. Rose's attention was drawn to