With You For the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 31

As the doctor told, Rose asked Sophie to fetch a clean basin, mixing the medicinal alcohol left by the doctor with water, taking out a gauze and putting it into the alcohol, and then gently wrung it to half dry. She was about to wipe the Burke's body and help him to reduce fever as soon as possible.

But as soon as her hand touched the loosened tie, Rose's face turned red.

Although she had already slept with Burke and seen his strong and masculine body before, it was her first time that she had taken off his clothes.

She gently unfastened his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt from his collar to his chest. When she approached his chest, she found his strong chest was heaving violently because of a high fever. Through the thin shirt, Rose could feel the masculinity of young men. She couldn't help recalling the first time she had sex with him. Although they are all a little drunk at that night, she had to admit that she was still deeply impressed by his overbearing possession that night.

It was her first time.

Burke was her first as well as only man.

Thinking of this, Rose's face turned redder. She felt that her cheeks were burning. She was afraid that she might also have a fever.

"Mrs. Rose, are you okay? Your face is so red... "

Sophie, who reached out her hand to help Rose, looked up and saw Rose's red face. She was confused and asked with concern.

She didn't know the embarrassing marriage between Rose and Burke, nor did she know that the marriage between them was just a contract. Sophie thought that the physical contact between the ordinary couple was very normal. However, looking at the twisting movements of Rose and her red cheeks, Sophie thought that Rose may have fever as well.

"A-ha"

Hearing Sophie's words, Rose came back to her senses from the trance. She covered her face with both hands and was too shy to control herself. She was anxious to bury herself in a seam on the ground.

Oh, Rose, Did you end up in such a plight?

It's not the right time for you to think about it.

A feeling of both shyness and anger came to her suddenly.

She was destined to meet Burke.

"No, I'm fine. I just feel a little hot. Sophie, get me a glass of water please. "

At the moment, Rose just wanted to ask Sophie to leave so that she could not expose her embarrassment.

"Yes."

Confused as Sophie was, she didn't ask more and left with doubt.

Rose tried to organize her thoughts. Looking at the half awake Burke, she felt very uncomfortable. He frowned slightly, closed his long narrow eyes, slightly warped eyelashes, and the straight nose was oozing sweat because of the fever, and his thin lips were extraordinarily red.

Rose had to admit that Burke was so perfect. He was not only born in a so wealthy family, but also had a very handsome face. He was even so handsome when he was sick. How he envied the others.

She couldn't believe that she had fallen in love with such a perfect man. She fell in love with him for almost one year.

It was a man that every woman dreamed of, had become her husband in such a messy night, who brought her unforgettable warmth and unforgettable harm.

Their marriage, after all, was a tangle and torture of one another.

Rose did not understand why Burke treated her so repeatedly. Sometimes he was gentle but sometimes cold and ruthless. At this moment, he could send her to heaven, and the next moment she might be pushed into hell.

Since he hated her so badly, why didn't he let her go but kept her by his side? Would he be happy to see her suffer from him?