Compared to Lonny, Rosiley merely suffered a few minor injuries. There were a few thin, but terrifying, scratches on her white face.
Therefore, Sachin was astonished when she saw that her face had been scratched.
“What exactly happened?” He asked.
“… I fought someone.”
Before she answered, Rosiley hesitated. After all, fighting someone was not a virtue.
Sachin frowned as he focused his gaze on her face. The few scratches on her white, silky face seemed out of place.
“Do they hurt?” He stretched out his hand and caressed her scratches, his dark pupils full of concern.
“I only have minor injuries. They don’t hurt.”
Seeing his gaze of concern, Rosiley felt a little uncomfortable. Ever since she married him, she had always created trouble for him and burdened him with worry.
She had an idea and placed his hand in hers. Then, he lifted up her head to look at her.
Seeing the astonishment in his eyes, Rosiley pursed her mouth and smiled. “Sorry, Sachin. I made you worried about me again.”
Her bright pupils, which shone of intellect, had been dimmed by guilt, making her look gloomy and sad.
Sachin pursed his thin lips as he frowned tightly, looking at her silently.
His pupils were as dark as ink, completely hiding his emotions.
He was angry!
Rosiley acutely sensed his displeasure and became a little flustered. She immediately opened her mouth to explain. “I didn’t mean to fight them, they…”
Suddenly, he lowered his head and enclosed her lips, preventing her from completing her sentence.
His fiery tongue attacked her throat, sweeping furiously within her mouth. He did not let go of any single corner before his tongue finally got tangled with hers.
His strong aura filled all her five senses. She realized that this kiss was different from all the other kisses he had, forceful and crazy.
She could not resist his advances and could only cling on to his shoulder as she fell victim to his crazy influx of kisses.
After what seemed to be like an eternity, when Rosiley felt that she was about to suffocate, he finally left her lips.
Her heart thumped loud and fast as she lifted up her head to look at him with timid eyes.
Sachin stared intensely at her as he caressed her fiery red lips. His eyes were as dark and intense as ink, with a mesmerizing light circle within.
He opened his mouth slightly. “Do you know what you did wrong?”
His voice sounded deep and hoarse as he suppressed his desire. Rosiley’s heart raced as her hands squeezed him. She lowered her gaze and replied timidly, “I shouldn’t have fought.”
After the sentence, her chin was suddenly squeezed by him. He lifted her chin to have her eyes meet his deep intense gaze.
“Wrong.” He spoke softly.
“Wrong?!” She frowned. To be honest, her mind was in chaos. Other than the fight, she didn’t know what she had done wrong.
Seeing her confused expression, he knew that she didn’t know what she did wrong.
Actually, her fault was merely something he disliked.
He sighed softly and kissed her lips gently, like a feather landing on her lips.
“Rosiley, I do not want to see you look at me with such guilty eyes. I do not want you to apologize to me or thank me. Aren’t we married?”
He murmured softly against her lips.