Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1944

The bodyguard with the swimsuit immediately ran toward Rosalie in the pool to remind her to climb up so no one would see her.

Hearing his voice, Rosalie emerged from the water.

“What’s the fuss? So what if I’m swimming naked? I…”

Crack!

A loud sound of cracking bones caused her to trail off in shock.

Both of them turned in the direction of the sound and saw a noblewoman in front of the crowd getting kicked away.

She didn’t even let out a yelp when she landed on the ground. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Rosalie gaped in disbelief.

“H-How could you kick her?” someone screamed.

“Why can’t I kick her? The person in the pool is my employer. My job is to ensure she’s safe within a fifty meter radius.”

After delivering the kick, the young bodyguard smoothened his wrinkled hems nonchalantly. He then folded his arms and stood before Rosalie in a protective manner.

Everyone else was floored by his action.

Behind him, Rosalie floated above the water in the pool quietly. She was taken aback to hear his calm but arrogant words.

The Tilan family was influential in Southeast Astoria, but they had never acted so domineeringly on such occasions where many powerful figures were also present.

Rosalie stared at the muscular back belonging to the bodyguard as her heart skipped a beat.

Soon, the elders came out after hearing the commotion. By then, Rosalie had already climbed out of the pool and put on her clothes.

“Rosie, what’s going on? How could you let your bodyguard beat them up for no reason?” Upon arrival, her stepmother, Lacey, immediately questioned her angrily.

Rosalie retorted, “What do you mean by ‘for no reason?’ I was teaching them a lesson.”

“Teaching US a lesson?” the socialites shrieked in horror.

“That’s utter nonsense! She jumped into the swimming pool naked! We wanted to remind her about her indecency, but her bodyguard kicked one of US without hesitation,” one socialite protested.

Another socialite nodded vehemently. “Yeah! If we hadn’t stopped in time, we would be lying on the ground just like that lady and end up being cripples.”

Cripples?

Rosalie glanced at her bodyguard and fretted inwardly.

Hearing that, Lacey fumed, “Rosie, are they telling the truth? Didn’t you wear a swimsuit in public?”

“What’s so strange about that? I don’t wear anything either when I swim back at home,” came Rosalie’s innocent answer.

“But we’re not at home. This is someone else’s house!

Where are your manners? How could you ask your bodyguard to beat them up? This is outrageous.

Apologize to them now!” Lacey demanded.

Her entire body was shaking in rage as she pointed at the victim’s parents and told Rosalie to apologize to them.

One couldn’t really blame her for going breathless with anger. The Tilan family might be prominent in Southeast Astoria, but everyone knew they were involved in shady businesses.

As such, whenever Lacey showed herself in public, she would put on a dignified front so the real noble families would acknowledge her and her family.

Rosalie merely stared at her icily.

“Apologize? Why should I apologize? You shouldn’t have brought me out if you’re worried about me acting vulgarly. That way, you won’t get embarrassed at all,” she mocked.

“You!” Finally, Lacey blew her top and raised her hand to slap Rosalie.

Surprisingly, Rosalie didn’t even flinch. It was as though she was used to getting slapped by her stepmother.

Before the slap could land on her cheek, a large hand intervened and stopped Lacey’s advance. The owner of the hand then grabbed Lacey’s wrist and twisted it deftly.

Crack!

Her wrist broke instantly following the horrifying sound.

“Ow!” Lacey’s scream pierced the air, resonating around the garden in the villa.

Rosalie’s jaw dropped when she saw her stepmother’s plight. She had never seen anything this shocking in her entire lifetime, and the color slowly drained from her face.

D-Did I get myself a robot? I can’t believe how ruthless he is!

In the end, Rosalie brought the two bodyguards and Lacey, who was still screaming in anguish, back to Tilan Palace.

As they left urgently, the helicopter couldn’t arrive in time to give them a ride, so they had to take the speedboat back. That was when Rosalie overheard the exchange between her bodyguards.

“Theo, how could you be this reckless? Never mind if you kicked that socialite. How could you break Mrs. Tilan’s wrist without warning? You’re in deep trouble.”

They were chatting behind Rosalie.

However, it was mostly Samson who spoke. On the other hand, the person he was advising, Theo, remained silent most of the time.

Rosalie said nothing until Samson said that Theo was in deep trouble for the umpteenth time. Finally, she lost her patience and turned at her shoulder to glower at them.

“Stop talking nonsense. I’m still here,” she chided.

At once, Samson zipped his lips shut.