Chapter 182 You're Far More Handsome Than My Husband

Julian frowned slightly. Rosalie quickly regained her composure and scolded herself for overreacting. There was no way he could be the decisive and ruthless Charles. Her face went pale with fear. She jumped to her feet and clasped her hands. "I'm sorry! I mistook you for someone else! You look so much like my husband. Even the scratches on your neck are similar," she said. As Julian watched her stumble over her words, his eyes flickered with amusement. "Are you flirting with me?" he asked. Rosalie froze, her cheeks burning red. "No, I'm not. I just…" she stammered, trailing off as she realized that the more she tried to explain, the worse it sounded. Suddenly, Julian stood and walked toward her. His polished shoes stopped just in front of her as he came closer. In the next moment, he reached out and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. His strikingly handsome face filled her vision, radiating an almost oppressive intensity. He smirked and huskily asked, "Take a clos