Chapter 188 Too Smart For Her Own Good

The waiter brought over some whiskey. Rosalie picked up a bottle and poured a full glass for Credence. Her mesmerizing gaze stared at his handsome and straight features as she blinked away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Credence, have a drink."

"After I finish this cup, come back with me."

He did not take the seat next to Rosalie. Instead, he sat down across from her. His long and slender fingers were fiddling with the phone in his palm, his face expressionless.

She said, "No, I won't do that. I don't want to go back."

Rosalie raised her hands and swayed her hips to the other end of the small bar. She clung to Credence's iron-cold arms. Her delicate fingers touched the warm skin underneath his black shirt, and her soft voice softened a few degrees. "Credence, take me back to the villa and spend a long night with me. Only then will I go back with you."