Rosalie was both mad and grateful toward Byron. She was angry he left hickeys on her and was thankful he helped her. Thus, she did not know how to answer him.

Byron did not mind it and hugged her from behind. He looked at the hickeys before kissing her again.

Rosalie’s face blushed, and she avoided his kiss. “Did you already notice them earlier?”

Byron stared at the hickeys and put on a regretful look as he said, “I should’ve kissed you on the neck.”

Rosalie was annoyed to hear that. “I can’t cover them if you kiss me there!”

Byron shrugged, saying, “I just want everyone to know you’re my woman.”

Before Rosalie got angry, the man helplessly buried his head in her shoulder. His voice was close to her ear.

“Since you still haven’t accepted my proposal, I can only tell everyone you’re mine like this…”

It sounded as if he was aggrieved.

Rosalie’s forehead puckered. After a while, she calmed down and touched his head to comfort him. “What’s the difference between me accepting and n