Chapter 23： She Is Jealous

Rex's face darkened. "She called?"

After saying that, Rex reached out to snatch the phone, but Rosaria dodged and stared at him with her big clear eyes.

"Why are you so nervous? Brother, you really don't love me. You didn't even tell me about such a big thing as marriage!" Rosaria's eyes turned red as she spoke. She lowered her gaze and said, "Brother, do you think that I can't get out of bed right now? Is that why you dislike me and won't let me attend your wedding?"

"Rosaria!"

Veins bulged on Rex's forehead. He grabbed Rosaria's wrist and pressed her to the bed, his voice was low and hoarse. "You're my sister. No one will dislike you."

"But……"

"We didn't have a wedding ceremony." Rex raised his eyebrows and gently covered Rosaria with the quilt.

"No wedding ceremony?"

"Well, marrying her is my life's wish. Okay, sleep tight. I'll come and see you tomorrow." Rex gently rubbed Rosaria's head, took the phone from her hand,