Chapter XV.ii

Chapter 15.2

It was around three in the morning when Rossie woke up. She looks at her surrounding, her eyelids halfway down. Where the hell? Ten more seconds and she finally realized where she was at; Jared’s mini living room. She sits up, yawning. Why didn’t he wake her up? Where is he anyway?

On the bed, she sees her husband peacefully sleeping like an angel. Given the fact that he didn’t wake her up, and left her on the couch, she is convinced that he now has a flaw-- his over gentleman side is.

While she stands on her side of the bed, with a pillow in her hand, she thinks it would be nice to disturb Jared. It even puzzles her why she’s upset that she didn’t see him with her waking up.

“I can throw this pillow at him,” she hissed, glaring at the sleeping man on the bed. She appears to have plastered a murderous look on her face. It lasted for some seconds and she rolls her eyes. “I should just sleep,” she says.

Rossie climbed into her side of the bed, sliding herself into the comfo