Chapter 251 Perfect Timing for My Period

Rosalie's mind went blank, and her cheeks flamed red with embarrassment. "We… We should just go back," she stammered, tugging at Julian's hand as she tried to turn away. But Julian caught her wrist with a swift motion, pulling her back. He leaned close to her flushed ear, his voice low and husky. "If this is Mr. Anthony's gesture, we shouldn't let it go to waste. Besides, I think this place is rather nice." With that, he led her toward the bedroom. Rosalie's heart raced. Of course, it was nice—this was basically a man's dream suite. The moment the bedroom door opened, Rosalie instinctively turned her face away, her eyes stinging at the sight. A massive waterbed was strewn with bright red rose petals shaped into two entwined hearts, and several bottles of essential oils she couldn't even recognize were placed nearby. Even the nightstands held two swans with necks intertwined, posing far too intimately. "Julian!" she panicked, clutching his arm. "I feel like Mr. Anthony's grat