Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 1140

Chapter 1140 Intimacy (1)

Elliot sat there motionless under the soft light, his eyes fixed on her, not saying a word and not making a move.

Rose hesitated for a moment, then stood her ground, looking back at him. Her heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

"Do... Do you want to say something?" Rose struggled to find her words, her voice stumbling and barely coherent. She mentally scolded herself for sounding so nervous.

'What's wrong with you, Rose? Why are you so nervous?'

Elliot seemed to chuckle, though it was hard to tell if it was a real laugh or not. He stood up from the bed and approached her. "Rose, have you thought about what I said a week ago?"

A week ago? What...

Oh. Ah...

She remembered.

No wonder Elliot had been acting strangely these past few days. It was because of this.

She hadn't even thought about it. How was she supposed to answer him?

Upon seeing Rose's expression, Elliot's face changed slightly, but he restrained his anger. He took another step toward her, his voice growing deeper and carrying an unexplainable sense of urgency. "You haven't thought about it?"

Rose hesitated, her breathing suddenly slowing down. Unconsciously, she took a step back, her face showing signs of unease. "I haven't decided yet."

"Heh..." A low, emotionless laugh suddenly echoed. Elliot's face was far from gloomy now, and instead, it held a trace of an indescribable amusement. Rose blinked, looking at him in confusion and slight caution.

When he focused on someone so intensely, it felt as if that person was the only one in his eyes.

Rose's breath caught, and after a moment, she finally slowed down her breathing.

She involuntarily took a half step backward, her expression slightly anxious. "I haven't thought about it."

"Heh..." Elliot's face held a hint of amusement as he chuckled softly. "You haven't thought about it, Rose? How much longer do you need? A day? Two days? Or perhaps a year?"

Rose stood in place, looking puzzled. She couldn't help but feel that Elliot had been acting strangely, especially in the past few days. It was as if he had become a different person.

"Rose, let me remind you," he continued, seemingly oblivious to her strange gaze. He closed the remaining distance between them, and their breaths seemed to mingle in the small space between them. Rose found herself with her back against the wall, nowhere to retreat.

"You are my woman, and you are my wife, Rose. As long as I don't want a divorce, you will be in that role for the rest of your life. Don't delude yourself into thinking otherwise." Elliot's face held a wicked, teasing smile, and before Rose could react, his lips pressed against hers, deftly parting her lips and diving in.

Her mind went blank and her vision blurred.

Elliot's breathing became unsteady as he kissed deeper. The familiar scent of each other lingered in their noses.