Chapter 61 Don't Push It

"Cough, cough!" Rowan Blackwood coughed from behind. Marielle Duvall instinctively glanced back at him but showed no reaction and turned away to continue her call. "Sure, just name the time. I'll meet you outside." She was still chatting cheerfully with Winston Langley. Rowan's face darkened. Without a word, he snatched her phone and ended the call. Marielle froze—then flared with rage at his domineering act. "Rowan Blackwood, are you insane? That's my phone! Who do you think you are, hanging up on me? I was talking to a friend!" "Does your leg injury not keep you in check?" Rowan muttered, then turned and strode into the kitchen, taking her phone with him. "Give it back!" Marielle was furious. Rowan said coolly, "Watch TV. It's good for your health." "Like hell it is!" Marielle blurted a curse. Rowan froze. He spun around, staring at her. Marielle had always been the perfect lady in his presence—never cursing, never raising her voice. Had she truly changed? Or was this her real self?