Rose pushed back the coat at once into Judson’s hand.
She smiled lightly, “Thank you, but you should save it for Ms. Stewart.”
Judson’s face turned cold. He gnashed his teeth and said in a low voice, “Rose, you’d better not go too far…”
Rose chuckled, “No. I can’t take your kindness.”
She felt she was stupid before because she even took his harmful kindness.
She took the pain as evidence of his love.
But when Rose traced back to the past, she found nothing but ugly memories. It was worthless and timeworn.
“Jenifer.” Rose didn’t want to be entangled with Judson. “Just have a good rest. Don’t worry. I am busy, so I can’t visit you every day.”
Jenifer was young but considerate. Rose worried that Jenifer would overthink it. It would be bad for her recovery.
“But…” Rose touched Jenifer’s hat. Because of chemotherapy, Jenifer lost her hair. “Jenifer, don’t worry. Although I can’t stay by your side all the time, I won’t let anything bad happen. In the worst case…”
She said meaningfully, “Some people are cowards. But you are brave, right?”
After leaving the ward, Lillian cried to Judson, “Judson, I tried to find
good doctors for Jenifer, but Rose misunderstood me. It’s OK that she hit me. But she even mocked me in front of Jenifer… I know I should be generous. But I feel so sad…”
Rose was implicit, but people were not idiots.
Apparently, Rose meant that she would take revenge if anything bad happened to Jenifer.
Judson looked at Rose gloomily. “Come back with me.”
He pinched her arm and pulled her.
Rose stepped back, and Darrin wanted to stop him too.
But Judson looked back. “Don’t you care about your cousin’s life the most? Rose, I am wondering who is the coward!”
Rose bit her lips and shook her head at Darrin.
It had been a mess. She didn’t want to make things worse.
Anyway, she had something to discuss with Judson. So she could take the chance to do it.
After returning to the Imperial Garden, under the housekeeper and servants‘ curious gazes, Judson pulled Rose to the second floor. He locked the door.
“Take off your clothes.”
He was cold.
Rose paused.
He lost his patience and tore her clothes.
The room was bright. Her skin was exposed.
Rose stretched out to cover her body subconsciously, but Judson pulled her hands away. He stared coldly at the bruises on her collarbone and shoulders. There were also scars on her waist.
“How did you get hurt?”
Rose felt less nervous.
She looked away casually. “I fell by accident.”
She was cool. But she remembered the scraping of the tires from that night.
Judson sneered ironically, “Who knows if you got hurt in an accident or sex?”
The bruises seemed to be caused by old injuries. Maybe she got hurt when she followed him secretly days ago.
She asked for it!
Rose’s shoulders shook, but she smiled.
“Why are you smiling?” Judson frowned.
He took a step forward and made her look at him by pinching her chin and raising her face. “Am I right?”
He gritted his teeth with cold eyes. “Who is it? Your lover, Darrin Carroll? Or other men?”
As he said, he put his palm down to grab her waist.
Rose struggled, only to be held on to harder. The pain made her gasp and shed tears. Her waist was in the worst condition.
Judson’s tone was as gloomy as his eyes. “What? You let other men touch you but not me?”
Rose looked down and held back her tears out of pain. Then she smiled ironically.
“Mr. Roach, wait. I have something for you.”
Her sudden respect drew a distance between them.
Judson frowned and wanted to say something when there were knocks on the door.
Rose took the chance to hide in the dressing room, where she got changed and covered her body.
When she came out, she saw Judson on the sofa with something in his hand.
He looked up casually. As he saw her white gown, his eyes were less cold.
“Here you are.” He threw the thing in his hand at her.
With a noise, it fell by her feet.
Judson behaved as if he had given his dog food.
Rose looked down and realized it was a plaster.
“Didn’t you say your neck ached?” He looked condescending as if Rose had been a beggar.
Rose squatted to pick it up.
Then she took a small box out of her bag, opened it, and put the plaster in it. Then she walked to Judson and handed it to him.
“Take this back.”
The box looked familiar.
He frowned and took it with curiosity.
When he opened the box, the jewelry shone and lit up his gloomy face.
Rose sounded calm. “These are the gifts I have got from you in the past. 13 years. Now, I will return them.”
He remembered that when she was a teenager, he gave her a jewelry box for her jewelry as a birthday gift because she lost things.
This was the box he gave to her.
Rose breathed lightly. The box, along with the gifts in the box, was even more important to her than the butterfly brooch.
She took the brooch with her, but she got a safe in the bank for the box.
At the age of 14, she lost a hairpin sent by Judson.
She looked for it for a whole day in the garden and looked extremely upset. She was in low spirits for a few days.
Finally, Judson couldn’t bear to stand by and gave her the box.
He always gave her things casually.
He gave her gifts casually, including the brooch.
Rose thought he did so to uphold his dignity. However, it turned out that he was just disdainful.
A bang sounded!
The box was smashed to the wall by him.
The box was open. All the bracelets, necklaces, and carrings dropped on the ground.
It hurt Rose.
Although she returned them to him, she cherished them a lot for
However, he smashed her treasures.
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