Filed to story: I Got Married Without You Novel Free (Rosalyn & Andrew)
She crushed the medicine, picked up the bottle of wine, filled the wine gla**, and hid the dagger under a pillow on the bed.
After that, Rosalyn turned off the light and sat on the sofa, waiting for Logan to arrive.
Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
Despite putting on a calm, brave face, her hands still trembled.
She was nervous and scared. But she had made it this far, there was no choice but to keep going through with her plan.
She put down the bottle in her hand and took a deep breath. Then, she walked to the door and slowly opened it.
The man at the door wore a gold–bronze mask, covering his whole face.
As soon as Rosalyn saw him, she felt that something was wrong. She tried to close the door, but he put his hand on it, his hold too strong for her to push back.
After the man forced his way in, he turned off all the lights.
The room instantly fell into darkness, and Rosalyn could only see his dark figure from the light outside the window.
She couldn’t stop trembling. The man in front of her was not Logan!
Judging from his height and figure, she thought he looked a little like Andrew.
However, Andrew always had a faint scent of snow pine, while this person had a strong, perfume smell.
Andrew had always been meticulous about his appearance, making sure his hair was flawlessly styled and only wore the finest business suits. But this man had messy hair, and wore a white shirt and brown pants, casual clothes that Andrew would never wear.
And lastly, there was a slender tattoo of a ferocious green dragon on his collarbone.
Andrew had severe mysophobia. He would never have such a bold and blatant tattoo on his skin.
After excluding both Logan and Andrew, Rosalyn was sure that the person in front of her was a stranger, and she had no idea what he wanted with her!
Rosalyn felt heart beating like a drum. Why did this man show up instead of Logan? Why did he wear a mask to cover his face? Why did he turn off all the lights after coming in? What did he want?
Her mind was a mess. She didn’t know what to do.
Originally, she thought that she only needed to deal with Logan. Now that there was an unexpected visitor, a stranger, what should she do?
She was so anxious she felt like all her bones were shaking, but on the surface she forced herself to remain calm and determined, as always.
No matter who this person was, she would find a way to deal with him!
Rosalyn released her tightly clenched hands and played dumb
“Mr. Taylor,” she said, acting none the wiser, “if you wanted to roleplay, you shouldn’t turn off the lights. It’s too dark to see anything.”
As she spoke, she picked up the empty gla** on the table next to her, and discreetly filled it with the crushed sleeping pills.
Then she walked up to the man and handed him the wine.
“Why don’t you have a drink to relax?”
Rosalyn originally intended to give Logan the contract when he arrived, and expected only after would he be interested in having S**.
Then, she would advise Logan to drink first to liven up the mood, and when the drug took effect, she would kill him with her dagger.
Finally, she would record a video to expose all of Logan’s crimes and show that she was forced to kill him to put an end to his evil.
As for herself, after she uploaded the video to the Internet, Rosalyn would slit her wrists, ending her life.
This way, people from the Taylor family would a**ume her and Logan’s death was due to a love dispute, and naturally, they wouldn’t involve Polly with Rosalyn’s mess.
However, despite how carefully she planned, she did plan for this stranger, not Logan, to come.
She couldn’t kill this person directly.
Otherwise, it would not be worth it if Logan could not be dealt with and she ended up with two bodies on her hands.
Therefore, she only added a small amount of sleeping pills to the wine. This amount could make people temporarily lose consciousness, but it would not kill them.
She was going to drug this man, and then quickly book another room to send the address to Logan.
Otherwise, if she didn’t meet Logan tonight, he would send someone to destroy the wedding night of Polly and Daniel!
She held the gla** up to him, but the man didn’t accept her wine. He just stared at her.
It was as if he could see through her thoughts in the darkness.
Under the mask, only a pair of unreadable eyes could be seen, and she could not see his expression.
Rosalyn felt that the aura emanating from his body was comparable to Andrew, powerful and commanding.
He hadn’t said a word since he came in. He just lowered his head and stared at her.
Rosalyn would have thought he was a zombie if it weren’t for his chest’s slight rise and fall.
His figure was much larger than hers,strong and tall. She was so scared that she thought her heart might burst, but still her mind was racing with thoughts of how to deal with him.
Suddenly, he pressed her against the wall.
“Do you like to roleplay?”
He spoke very low, as if he was deliberately hiding his voice. It was so low and rough that it did not seem like a normal human’s voice.
It was impossible to tell who he was. Rosalyn had to find a way to take off his mask.
Seeing that he didn’t buy her act, Rosalyn stopped pretending like she thought he was Logan.
She immediately put on a stern expression and coldly asked, “You’re not Mr. Taylor. Who are you? Why won’t you show your face?”
The man did not answer her. Instead, he raised his hand in the black gloves and touched her cheek. “Answer my question first.”
While he was touching her face, Rosalyn quickly reached out to take off his mask.
However, he reacted quicker and grabbed her wrist.
Rosalyn held the wine in her right hand, and her left hand was held by him. She was trapped under him.
The man saw that she was still tightly gripping the wine gla**, and guessed something was wrong with it.
He snatched the wine gla** from her hand, placed it under his nose, and sniffed it.
Rosalyn nervously sweated as she watched him, and her brain stopped working instantly.
She held her breath and waited for the man’s reaction when he finally noticed the problem with the wine.
But he said nothing and put the wine aside.
He then took out a white cotton rope and grabbed both her hands.
Frightened, Rosalyn screamed, “Bastard! What are you going to do to me?”
She struggled and resisted desperately, but the man’s hold was too strong; she could not move an inch.
He tightened his grip on her wrist and tied her hands with the rope.
Then, he tore off the expensive tie on his shirt and wrapped it around her eyes!
Blindfolded, Rosalyn was completely surrounded by darkness.
She felt like she had fallen into an endless abyss, unable to escape no matter how hard she struggled.