C18 She Should Get Used to His Existence as Soon as Possible

Nathan frowned slightly. "Grandfather, if you don't take your medicine on time, I'm afraid you'll never see me obediently listen to you again."

"Don't worry. Even if I fight with the King of Hell, I'll still see you get married. Otherwise, even if I die, I won't have the face to see your father."

The old man coughed violently, and his face was a little red. However, because of his sallow skin, he looked like a dying man.

Nathan lowered his eyelids. "Grandfather, I won't see Rachel again."

"That's good. It's late now. Go and rest."

Willard sat on the sofa and closed his eyes.

The old butler gave him a look, signaling him to go upstairs.

Nathan had no choice but to turn around and walk up the stairs. However, just as he took a few steps, the old man's voice sounded in his ears. "You can't be too anxious about anything. Don't scare him."

"I know, Grandfather."

Willard held his walking stick and panted. A smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with confidence.

As for what he was confident about...

It was hard to say.

In the bedroom upstairs.

Perhaps it was because of the bed, but Rosie was sleeping uneasily. She kept tossing and turning, and nightmares kept coming.

Nathan stood by the bedside and looked at the woman who had just turned around. His eyes were filled with an indescribable expression. It was as if he was filled with anger, but it was also mixed with an indescribable feeling.

Perhaps it was because she felt that someone was spying on her, but Rosie quickly woke up from her dream. The moment she opened her eyes, she met the man's cold gaze.

Their gazes met and they fell silent for a few seconds.

"You're awake?"

The bedroom was lit by a dim light. She felt as if she was dreaming.

But why did she dream of Nathan?

"Rosie, even if you lured me in, I won't be in the mood today. I might disappoint you."

She was speechless.

Her consciousness slowly woke up.

He just said that he lured her in?

A slight chill hit her. She lowered her head as the man stared at her. It was only then that she realized that her pajamas had been undone. She immediately pulled up the blanket to cover herself. Her face turned red and she was completely woken up.

"Nathan, who let you in?"

The woman's cheeks turned red when she was angry. She was different from her usual serious and dignified appearance. Instead, she looked more lively.

However, in the man's eyes, she was pretending.

"This is my house. My bedroom. You asked me who let me in. I hope you can give me a good answer."

She was stunned.

His bedroom?

The maid had clearly told her that this was a guest room...

She had been living here for more than a week. Why did he tell her now?

She took a deep breath and said in a daze, "I think the maid led the wrong way. I'm sorry."

She closed her lapels, lifted the blanket, and was about to go out to change rooms. However, the moment she moved, she was pressed down by the man.

Nathan purposely pressed all the weight on her body. He looked at her blushing face and her inability to breathe. He smiled faintly and said, "The maid didn't lead the wrong way. I've decided to marry you. This room will be your bedroom sooner or later. It's better to get used to it as soon as possible!"

"What are you used to?"

She didn't understand his words, and her beautiful eyes were filled with anger towards his rudeness.

The man's handsome face revealed a smile, "I am used to my presence, my existence, and the fact that I am about to marry you."

What...

" Rosie, in order to get rid of the Harrisington family, you even gave up your grandfather. Marrying me is the best result for you. Since that's the case, why are you pretending to reject me?"