Chapter 144

Rosalind continued to mutter, "I wasn't wrong about you. You're exactly the scheming type I thought you were. I knew it from the moment we met." "Just come here. Get up." Angelina stepped forward and reached out to help Rosalind up, but she scrambled backward. In the rainy alley, there were hardly any people around. Rosalind, sitting in the downpour, had a kind of messy, pale beauty. Her wet hair clung to her skin as she looked utterly devastated. Angelina was dressed in a simple white hoodie, wide-legged jeans, and a small brown Chanel-style shoulder bag. Her plain and minimalist style made her look like a college student. Her hair hung loose, with a small tangle caught at the nape of her neck she hadn't yet noticed. With the umbrella in one hand, she stared at Rosalind in exasperation. "You must think I'm pathetic for liking Chester yet not being able to do anything about it…" "Rosalind, I don't think that way about you." Rosalind likely liked Chester because of the origina