Chapter 101 How About We Get a Divorce

Julian handed Rosalie the umbrella, his voice rough and strained. "Hold this." Rosalie had no choice but to follow his request. She held the umbrella with one hand, while her other arm slipped around his neck. Julian rose effortlessly and stepped into the pouring rain. She could tell he barely used any strength at all. The only sound that surrounded them was the steady patter of rain on the umbrella, cutting them off from the world outside. Rosalie's heart couldn't help but race. Julian's back was broad and firm. Even through the thin fabric of his clothes, she could feel his defined muscles beneath. He radiated a quiet, unwavering masculinity. Simply being near him brought her a sense of comfort and security. Though Lucian had held her like this before, she had never felt this secure in his arms. After a long stretch of silence, Rosalie couldn't hold her thoughts in anymore. "I'm sorry for what happened that night," she whispered. Julian stayed silent. Rosalie couldn't he