Chapter 555: Rationality Collapses

Adams, with red eyes, directly pounced towards Rosalind White in the bathtub.

Rosalind’s mind was preoccupied with Adrian Law, but under the control of that Passion Burning Incense, her head was already dizzy. She vaguely felt someone open the glass door, a tall, slender figure walking towards her.

She was already overwhelmed, unable to bear even the slightest approach of a man. Although she couldn’t clearly see the other’s face, the tall frame and vaguely handsome features made Rosalind think she truly saw Adrian Law’s image.

"Adrian, is that you?"

"Um... Adrian, Rosalind is feeling awful, please come save Rosalind, Rosalind wants you, ah..."

The girl had nothing on but her skin was white as fine jade, different from the natural white skin of Caucasians, with a more crystalline delicacy of an Aethel.

Mr. Adams had played with quite a few Aethel girls before, but someone as exceptionally beautiful and with such a figure as Rosalind was truly rare.

"Oh, my darling, don’t worry, I’ll be whoever you say I am."

Mr. Adams wasn’t great at Chinese, but the name Adrian Law had been mentioned a lot around him, so he vaguely knew it referred to Cecilia Vaughn’s husband, the eldest son of the Law Family.

Tsk, fancying a married man...

Girls like Rosalind White, who rejected him at school, were rare. After all, Mr. Adams maintained his looks well and held actual power, being most useful to those students wanting to advance further.

...

Rosalind coldly refused, and even avoided seeing him later on; Mr. Adams pretended to have forgotten everything, but felt deeply humiliated inside.

Back then, he thought Rosalind was just pretending to be aloof, and now it seemed true!

A person wanting to take someone else’s man shouldn’t blame him for seizing the opportunity.

"Darling, look at me, do you like me?"

"Um, like, like you a lot, like so much... ah... slower... Adrian, you’re so strong..."

Rosalind seemed like a boneless water snake, clinging to Mr. Adams’ leg, bowing her head shyly. Having never experienced such a thing, the pain from being taken momentarily jolted her mind.

It was as if she saw an even mightier figure because Mr. Adams was a fitness enthusiast. Adrian, though also with eight-pack abs, was more lean and long, unlike Adams whose muscles bulged like a bodybuilder’s.

"Adrian, why do I think you’re a bit stronger..."

Rosalind murmured with furrowed brows, unable to think further, overwhelmed by a rising wave.

"Um, right there... don’t stop..."

Rosalind blinked lightly, biting her flushed lips tightly, trying to ease this indescribable worldly pain.

Painful, yet also enjoyable.

"Adrian, you’re amazing! Rosalind loves you so much."

"Is that so? Lovely, I love you too."

Mr. Adams had learned some simple sweet-talk from various countries, using them to woo different female students. Hearing these words, Rosalind felt overly pleased.

He pressed Rosalind hard against the bathtub, continually taking from her.

The two seemed tightly tangled, inseparable.

Due to the incense, even Mr. Adams became somewhat delirious in the end, let alone Rosalind.

The potency of the drug really drained both mind and body, with overuse harming the body. But Fiona Vaughn, fearing Adrian might struggle, had used a stronger dose when she prepared it.

This, inadvertently, accomplished the absurd "good deed" between Adams and Rosalind.

"Um, keep going... a bit harder... Adrian, you’re incredible... Rosalind’s dying, ah ah ah..."

Rosalind softly whispered, her nails scratching the man’s shoulder, leaving marks.

Though reason had no longer existed, the possessive desire in Rosalind’s heart occupied her whole mind.

She just wanted to know, when Cecilia Vaughn saw her husband’s back covered with scratch marks from another woman, would Cecilia be on the verge of collapse?

Thinking of that scene, Rosalind felt even more elated.

She actively wrapped herself around Adams’ arm, employing all her effort, using the dance skills she’d once learned to please the man’s every nerve.

"Adrian, do you like me?"

"Like, like you the most."

Mr. Adams gave a low laugh, soon creating another swirl of frenzy in the small, steamy space.

...

Fiona Vaughn didn’t know that the people in Cecilia Vaughn’s room had completely swapped.

In her imagination, knowing Cecilia was shamefully taken by a foreigner, plus Adrian was sleeping with Rosalind, made her all the happier.

"Heh, sister, didn’t you usually act high and mighty with the Eldest Young Master Law doting on you?"

"Now your man is being snatched away, and you are becoming a disgrace scorned by thousands and reviled by millions, how will you still be arrogant?"

With that Passion Burning Incense, even the most steadfast woman would probably be mentally confused at the time, crying and begging opposite in desire.

—It was all because of Director Chandler of ASC, that shameless old man. Fiona Vaughn once tried the drug herself, and found Director Chandler suddenly rejuvenated, bearing youthful strength beyond belief.

She’d almost exhausted her waist, barely escaping by claiming to Tyson Law that she was bruised from shooting action scenes and wouldn’t be back for a week, thus avoiding disaster.

Men in this world wouldn’t want their woman mingling indistinctly with others. Cecilia Vaughn’s latter half life is absolutely ruined!

Fiona Vaughn’s mouth curled with a poisonous smile, envisioning herself returning to power at the Law Family.

...

The next day, Rosalind White slowly awakened.

The window was open, with various women’s clothes scattered on the floor.

—This was indeed the room booked by Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law.

Yet, beside her was no longer the man who had tried various positions with her.

However...

Adrian was truly vigorous...

Rosalind shyly smiled, lowering her eyes to see the marks of fierce love adorning her body, her heart filled with uncontrollable joy.

Adrian seemed to have promised last night to divorce that Cecilia woman and marry her to take responsibility.

Wonderful, Adrian is such an honorable, big-hearted man, he definitely wouldn’t go back on his word, right?

...

Rosalind’s heart was filled with happiness. As she prepared to dress and rise, she looked out the window, seeing that couple walking along the campus path in the distance.

That’s...?

Adrian and Cecilia Vaughn?

Rosalind was instantly dumbfounded!