Apocalypse Prefer the Beast World Real Estate Market (Joyread) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35 A Gentle Promise

Rosalie comforted, “Your mother treated you badly before. You’ve suffered a lot.”

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Tenderness filled Micah’s eyes, deep enough to drown anyone who met his gaze. He called softly, almost reverently, “Matriarch.”

Micah wrapped an arm around Rosalie’s waist. Their warm skin touched, and the distance between them disappeared. Rosalie could feel his hot breath so close to her face.

Her checks flushed red. Her heart raced as she whispered, “Micah… ”

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She didn’t finish her sentence. The rest of her words were swallowed by his warm lips. Micah moved gently, carefully, as if he were kissing something fragile and precious.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes full of longing. “Matriarch, can I become your husband for real?”

Rosalie gave a tiny nod and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Micah’s eyes lit up, filled with

pure warmth.

His lips brushed past her burning-red ear, avoided her injured collarbone, and finally pressed a kiss to the back of her hand.

Suddenly, Rosalie froze. A warm rush swept through her, and she quickly pressed her hands against Micah’s chest. Micah looked up at her, confused.

Rosalie gave an awkward smile. “Hmm, I think my period just started.”

Micah’s face flushed at once. The veins on his arm stood out, but he pushed down the desire burning inside of him. He leaned in and kissed her smooth forehead.

“Your health comes first.”

The heated mood faded. They looked at each other, and then both laughed at the same time, wrapping each other in a warm hug.

Rosalie wasn’t used to the beast world’s ash-based supplies, so she quietly exchanged them for modern sanitary pads through the system.

While she was there, she checked her stats. To her surprise, her cooking skill proficiency had reached Level 2 without her noticing.

Her strength had also increased by 10 points.

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Chapter 35 A Gentle Promise

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She squeezed her arm. The soft, loose flesh from before was gone, replaced by firm muscle.

She touched her chin. It was sharp now, with no sign of the overweight woman she used to be.

Suddenly, the door burst open. A figure carrying a large bundle stepped in from the night.

Rosalie focused and froze. It was Declan.

The animal hide on his upper body was torn to pieces. A deep wound cut across his waist, blood soaking through. His eyes were fierce, like a wounded beast.

Rosalie rushed over, startled. “Why are you hurt so badly?”

Declan didn’t answer. He was panting heavily; he dropped the bundle from his back.

It hit the floor with a dull, heavy thud.

“What is this?” Rosalie asked.

She opened a corner of the bundle, and golden light flashed into her eyes.

Startled, she quickly picked it up and pulled Declan inside.

Frowning, she stared at him. “Where did you get so much gold jewelry?”

Her eyes were full of doubt and worry as she fixed her eyes on his wound.

“Didn’t you demand a fortune in gold?” Declan said. “I brought it for you.”

He paused, then asked quietly, “Do you like me now?”

Rosalie’s temples throbbed. She never expected that one careless joke, meant to scare him off, would be taken so seriously.

She clenched her teeth and snapped, “Declan, what do you think my feelings are?

“Something you can buy with money?”

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