Chapter 956


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    Barlow walked to the bedside and handed her clean clothes.


    Rosalynn frowned. It was aplete set of underwear and outerwear.


    “So, what''s my rtionship with you? What are we supposed to be now?”


    “Sex friends!”


    Rosalynn’s mouth hung open, Looking at him in disbelief. For a moment, she wondered if her hangover had somehow affected


    her hearing.


    The bbergasted look on Rosalynn’s brought a mischievous smile to Barlow''s lips. “How about this for a story? You were


    absolutely taken with mest night, and you realized your true feelings for me. Then you confessed and asked me to be your


    boyfriend.”


    Rosalynn didn’t know what to say to him.


    He couldn''t seem to be serious even for a minute.


    “Would you stop making fun of me?”


    The smile on Barlow''s face didn’t falter as he took out the dryer and said, “Alright. We can flip things. Afterst night, you hate


    me, but I’m still obsessed with you.”


    Rosalynn groaned in annoyance. “Keep talking, and the story would change to me killing you from hatred.”


    Barlow raised an eyebrow at her answer. “But then the show wouldn''t go on. For Brian’s sake, | have to make it believable. |


    have a role to y as the vengeful brother who wants to take away everything he has for me.”


    His voice died down for a moment, a tinge of regret appearing in his eyes.


    “Besides, hating me could go well for you too. Then, Kennedy might feel sympathy for you instead of loathing you. If you hurt me,


    there’s still a chance that she''lle after you. After all, she probably still has feelings for me.”


    If he had his way, Barlow would have preferred Kennedi to feel nothing but hatred for him. It would be better for her to forget her


    feelings, but he knew that it was impossible now.


    Love and hate were two sides of the same coin.


    She could have killed him back in the hospital, but she didn’t.


    “Are you proud of yourself?” Rosalynn sneered.


    “What''s not to be proud of?” Barlow answered easily.


    Rosalynn rolled her eyes, opting to ignore his response. She checked the time, then went to the bathroom for a shower.


    The scent of alcohol still clung to her skin, and she wanted to wash it all off.


    When she came out of the bathroom, Barlow was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.