“Sir, should we call the police?”
“No need, I’ll look around some more.”
Adrian didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, considering Rosalind was a grown woman and likely taken away by a colleague.
It was probably for the best.
That way, there was no evidence that he and Mr. Sanderson had tampered with her.
Adrian turned back, picked up the bottle of wine from the table, and left the restaurant. He drove to a secluded spot, poured the wine into a trash bin, and smashed the bottle before throwing it away.
After everything was in order, he sent a text to Rosalind.
[Miss Ruell, are you drunk? I went out looking for you but couldn’t find you. I thought about sending a girl to escort you back to the hotel! Have you already returned? If so, I won’t disturb your rest, we’ll talk tomorrow.]
…
After feeling dizzy and disoriented, Rosalind seemed to have gotten into a car.
Her stomach discomfort was becoming more pronounced, and she couldn’t hold back any longer… she vomited.
Ulric, faced with the sight of his clothes covered in vomit, looked extremely displeased.
Yet, his hand continuously patted Rosalind’s back.
Finally reaching the hotel, Ulric carried her inside.
At this point, Ulric couldn’t consider anything else; he couldn’t just hand her over to someone else in her condition. No one else could be trusted to take care of her.
Ulric had someone buy some ladies’ clothes to replace her soiled ones, and then he helped her change.
Thinking to wipe her down with a fresh towel, suddenly, Rosalind grabbed the corner of his shirt.
“I’m so hot… I feel very hot…”
Hot?
Ulric touched her forehead; she wasn’t feverish, but her hands and body were indeed flushed.
“I’ll go find a doctor for you.”
As he reached for his phone, Rosalind pulled on his clothes, causing Ulric to lose his balance and fall right next to her!
He stumbled and fell directly onto Rosalind.
How long had it been…
How long had it been since he had been this close to Rosalind.
Even looking at her was a luxury he hadn’t afforded in a while!
Her features were still as delicate and flawless as the day she left.
For a moment, Ulric forgot to move away, forgot that she was a married woman.
“You…”
Suddenly, Rosalind opened her eyes-
Ulric instinctively tried to get up, but she held on too tightly.
Their eyes met, and neither spoke.
Until she broke the silence, “Why do you look so much like Ulric?”
“… You’re drunk.”
“I am drunk, to the point where I’m seeing you as Ulric!”
Ulric really wanted to ask who she was referring to by “you.”
“Just sleep for a bit, I’ll find a doctor to check on you-”
Before he could finish, Rosalind kissed him squarely on the lips!
She had initiated the kiss!
Ulric’s body tensed, his heartbeat seemingly ceased.
Rosalind didn’t give him a chance to react, as she was drugged and lacked rationality. While kissing him, her hands continued to tug at Ulric’s clothes.
Finally, she found a way through the opening of his suit jacket, then reached straight down…
In that instant, Ulric shuddered as if electrified!
She had grasped him… there.
“Rosalind!”
He looked down into her enticing eyes.
“I want… I want you… please give me…”