Chapter 955
Chapter: 955
Barlow looked at her and smiled. “I have no choice. You are my brother’s woman. I’m simply collecting payment for what he
owes me.”
Rosalynn asked, “What does Brian owe you?”
“Nothing, really. But | deserve retribution,“ Barlow said with a self-mocking smile. “It was my mother’s fault. She was the one who
made a mistake, but | was the one who suffered the consequences. Why did the Hughes family abandon me for Brian?
Fortunately, | didn’t grow up too bad. ALL things considered, I’m still a pretty nice guy, wouldn’t you say? If it had been someone
else, he would probably take everything from Brian, including you.”
Rosalynn saw the reason behind his words.Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.
She brought her ss to her Lips and took another sip of wine. “Right. | guess you’d still count as a good person.”
Barlow chuckled. “This is a surprise. Are you ttering me now?”
“| know you''re helping Brian in secret.”
“Really?”
“Obviously. So who is it? Who''s going to rece him? Is it someone from the Hughes family?”
“Take a guess.”
Once again, Rosalynn found herself unable toe up with a response.
The two of them talked for a while, drinking as they chatted. Rosalynn didn’t remember when she had fallen asleep.
She was woken up by the ring sound of an rm, the incessant ringing ripping her away from sleep. She opened her eyes,
her ears picking up the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Barlow was probably taking a shower.
There was a telltale pounding in her head that told her how much she had drunkst night. She sat up slowly, wincing as she
combed her fingers through her messy hair.
When she ran a hand over her face, the stench of alcohol from her body assailed her nostrils.
Just then, the door of the bathroom opened, with Barlow stepping out in a white bathrobe.
He was drying his wet hair with a towel.
There was an undeniable resemnce between him and his brother. For a moment, Rosalynn thought it was Brian who had
come out.
“Morning!” Barlow greeted.
Rosalynn collected herself and fought off the alcohol-induced heaviness in her head. She Lifted the quilt, getting out of the bed.
“Can | leave now?”
“What''s the rush? You can wash up first. I''m sure you’d feel better after.”