When Love Turns into Hatred

Chapter 14 Her Treasure（1）

Rose pushed back the coat at once into Judson's hand.

She smiled lightly, "Thank you, but you should save it for Ms. Stewart."

Judson's face turned cold. He gnashed his teeth and said in a low voice, "Rose, you'd better not go too far..."

Rose chuckled, "No. I can't take your kindness."

She felt she was stupid before because she even took his harmful kindness.

She took the pain as evidence of his love.

But when Rose traced back to the past, she found nothing but ugly memories. It was worthless and timeworn.

"Jenifer." Rose didn't want to be entangled with Judson. "Just have a good rest. Don't worry. I am busy, so I can't visit you every day."

Jenifer was young but considerate. Rose worried that Jenifer would overthink it. It would be bad for her recovery.

"But..." Rose touched Jenifer's hat. Because of chemotherapy, Jenifer lost her hair. "Jenifer, don't worry. Although I can't stay by your side all the time, I won't let anything bad happen. In the worst case..."

She said meaningfully, "Some people are cowards. But you are brave, right?"

After leaving the ward, Lillian cried to Judson, "Judson, I tried to find good doctors for Jenifer, but Rose misunderstood me. It's OK that she hit me. But she even mocked me in front of Jenifer... I know I should be generous. But I feel so sad..."

Rose was implicit, but people were not idiots.

Apparently, Rose meant that she would take revenge if anything bad happened to Jenifer.

Judson looked at Rose gloomily. "Come back with me."

He pinched her arm and pulled her.

Rose stepped back, and Darrin wanted to stop him too.

But Judson looked back. "Don't you care about your cousin's life the most? Rose, I am wondering who is the coward!"

Rose bit her lips and shook her head at Darrin.

It had been a mess. She didn't want to make things worse.

Anyway, she had something to discuss with Judson. So she could take the chance to do it.

After returning to the Imperial Garden, under the housekeeper and servants' curious gazes, Judson pulled Rose to the second floor. He locked the door.

"Take off your clothes."

He was cold.

Rose paused.

He lost his patience and tore her clothes.

The room was bright. Her skin was exposed.

Rose stretched out to cover her body subconsciously, but Judson pulled her hands away. He stared coldly at the bruises on her collarbone and shoulders. There were also scars on her waist.

"How did you get hurt?"

Rose felt less nervous.

She looked away casually. "I fell by accident."

She was cool. But she remembered the scraping of the tires from that night.

Judson sneered ironically, "Who knows if you got hurt in an accident or sex?"

The bruises seemed to be caused by old injuries. Maybe she got hurt when she followed him secretly days ago.

She asked for it!

Rose's shoulders shook, but she smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" Judson frowned.