"Rose, come back with me," Elliot said, ignoring Valentin and focusing solely on Rose.
Leah upstairs wanted to rush down but was stopped by Sean. She looked at her brother shaking his head and reluctantly held back.
"I'm not going back. Elliot, is this why you came to find me?" Rose glanced at the man who was staring at her darkly before turning to Valentin. "You should step aside for now. This has nothing to do with you. Can you please go check on the kids?"
After all, they were living in Valentin's house and had asked so much of Valentin during their stay that Rose felt a little embarrassed. But her situation with Elliot had nothing to do with anyone else, and she didn't want innocent people getting involved.
This was something she needed to resolve with Elliot alone.
"But..." Valentin hesitated before looking worriedly at Rose. In the end, he left after receiving reassurance from her eyes, leaving them both some space. Sean and Leah were also brought into the room by Valentin as they went upstairs.
There was a momentary silence in the living room.
Just as Rose was about to say something, everything went blurry before she felt a tight grip around her wrist again - it was Elliot pulling her out of there without saying a word.
"Elliot! I just want us to talk! I never agreed on going back with you; let go!"
But this time around, no matter how hard she tried or struggled against him - she couldn't break free from his hold.
They walked out of the villa quickly while Rose stumbled behind him half-step behind him - feeling pain shoot up through her wrist.
She could feel that he moved his hand slightly. When they almost made it outside, she quickly cried out, "Ouch! That hurts!"
Elliot paused mid-stride and turned around.
Rose immediately pretended like one foot twisted awkwardly, causing herself to stumble two steps sideways, only for Elliott to catch hold of her firmly.
"What happened?" He stopped walking.
"My foot twisted! Elliott, let go please! It hurts..."
"We need to get you checked out at the hospital." He furrowed his eyebrows slightly while carrying Rose horizontally towards outside, "The doctor needs to examine your injury properly."
Rose thought, 'Shouldn't he carry me back to reduce swelling? Why wasn't he doing what everyone else would have done?'
When Rose sat in the car, she finally snapped out of her thoughts. She struggled to get out of the car, but she was too slow and watched helplessly as Elliot closed the door in front of her. Panic set in as she shouted, "Elliot, Elliot, open the door! I don't want to go with you!"
Elliot remained silent and was about to hit the gas when he suddenly tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Rose had grabbed his hand tightly and tried to stop him from leaving.
Her voice was firm but muffled with a hint of determination and a touch of desperation. "I said I don't want to go with you. If your son is sick and hospitalized, then you shouldn't have come looking for me."
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