Chapter 773


    Chapter 773


    In the video left by Rosalie, she didn’t say a word for ming him from the beginning to the end.


    Instead, she kept apologizing to him.


    He’s always the one in the dominant position between them. In contrast, she’s always the petty one


    who begged for his love, even a little.


    Amon remembered the first time he met Rosalie. He was


    sitting in the car with the windows half down, lowering his eyes and looking indifferently at Casare and


    her who were surrounded by a group of tra mps.


    At that time, he was in the car which stopped halfway, feeling bored while waiting for the traffic light.


    With just a casual


    nce, he saw Rosalie, who was crouching on the ground with her head in her arms, in the group of


    dirty tra mp s.


    When he saw her looking up at him, there was a clear and


    bright light in her eyes, which should not belong to such a messy environment. He was suddenly


    touched and shouted at those people to stop.


    At that time, he didn’t know that Casare protecting Rosalie next to her, was the illegitimate son of the


    Yardley pack as well


    as his half-brother. If he knew that Casare and Rosalie were


    together, he wouldn’t have helped her.


    He heard from Rosalie that since he gave her financial aid, she always silently waited at the gate of the


    Yardleys’ ce after school. All she wanted was to wait for him toe out and thanked him. However,


    he was always sitting in the car. He never lowered the window and gave her a look.


    Later, with the objective of saying thank you to him, Rosalie studied hard to enter his school and even


    became his ssmate. She slowly approached him, but he was unhappy to see her. It was because he


    didn’t know what actually love


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    He only knew that there was always a girl who put breakfast in his desk every morning and rode a


    bicycle to follow his


    car after school. She always couldn’t catch up to him after


    halfway. At that moment, she would smile while looking at the


    car which left.


    When he was concentrating on painting in the studio, she


    would secretly stand by the window while propping her chin


    with one hand and looking at him holding a paintbrush in the


    sun.


    Later, he often saw her sitting in the studio and using several kinds of paints repeatedly to draw strange


    shapes.