The convenient Bride

After leaving the hospital, Rosiley and Hunt went to the police station in person.

After hearing what they said, the police immediately filed charges over the disappearance and began to investigate.

Although they couldn't find Butler Zhao, Hunt kept thanking her.

Rosiley knew that Butler Zhao's disappearance definitely had something to do with her, so the more he thanked her, the guiltier she felt.

After separating with Hunt outside the police station, Rosiley went straight home. She intended to have a good rest before dinner, but she didn't expect Charlotte to come.

She came with a suitcase.

Rosiley's gaze swept past the suitcase beside Charlotte, and then landed on her face. She frowned slightly, "Charlotte, you're..."

"I want to stay here for a while." Charlotte replied with a smile.

Rosiley raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Stay for a while? Did Sachin agree?"

Charlotte shook her head, "Sachin doesn't know yet, but..."

She raised her eyebrows at Rosiley, "But I can stay if you agree."

Rosiley didn't know what to say.

She didn't want Charlotte to stay at all. This was the home of Sachin and hers. If someone who was potentially dangerous stayed here, she wouldn't be at ease no matter what.

So, she said, "I'm sorry, Charlotte. I can't make the decision. You should ask Sachin."

If she left this matter to Sachin, she believed that he would give her a very satisfactory solution.

Hearing what she said, Charlotte's expression altered and she pouted, "Rosiley, I'm not welcome here."

Rosiley smiled. "How could it be? It's just that I can't decide for myself. Sachin has to agree."

Charlotte curled her lips and said, "Alright. I'll call Sachin then"

As she spoke, she picked up her phone from her bag and made a phone call in front of Rosiley.

Rosiley smiled and turned to sit on the sofa in the living room.

As soon as she sat down, she heard Charlotte's voice.

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Rosiley turned her head and looked at Charlotte who was talking on the phone.

"Sachin, can I stay at your house for a few days?"

"Why can't I?"

Sachin on the other side of the phone must have rejected her. Rosiley heard her voice raised.

Rosiley curled her lips. How could Sachin possibly want their world to be disturbed?

However, Charlotte was not someone who would give up so easily.

"Sachin, if you don't agree, I'll go back to the Capital and tell Mr. Benson to arrange our wedding earlier.'

This was an explicit threat.

Rosiley raised her eyebrows and there was a trace of coldness in her eyes. Using this to threaten Sachin was enough to prove that she was not as simple as she looked. In that case, she could not stay here.

Charlotte threatened him with his father, thinking that Sachin would be more or less afraid and let her stay.

But unexpectedly...

"Charlotte. The old man means nothing to me, so you don't need to threaten me with him."

Then, before she could say anything, he hung up.

Charlotte widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief. She gripped her phone so tightly that her hands must hurt, even if she didn't seem to notice it.

Although she had already guessed the result, Rosiley was secretly delighted seeing Charlotte's disappointed expression.

She coughed softly and asked worriedly, "Charlotte, what's wrong? Why do you look bad?"

Charlotte looked at her with a gloomy expression.

Charlotte knew very well that Rosiley didn't really concern about her and felt it disgusting. Rosiley must be very proud, seeing that she had been rejected by Sachin.

If it weren't for Rosiley, Sachin would be able to marry her.

It was all because of her!

A trace of hatred quickly flashed through her eyes. Charlotte took a deep breath and concealed the gloom in her eyes. A helpless smile appeared on her lips.

"Rosiley, Sachin doesn't agree to let me stay here."

Rosiley pursed her lips and comforted her warmly, "It's fine. He won't let you stay, but he didn't stop you from visiting. You can come and visit in the future if you want."

Charlotte smiled and said, "Thank you, Rosiley."

Rosiley smiled gently and said, "There's no need to thank me. No matter what, you're still Sachin's sister. Though you are not related by blood, Sachin treats you as his real sister. So don't be angry with him."

Charlotte was not an idiot. How could she not understand what she meant?

Sister? Charlotte sneered in her heart. Wasn't Rosiley telling her to remember who she was?

"Rosiley, you're thinking too much. Sachin and I have been playing together since we were young. Our relationship may be closer than you think, so why would I be angry with him?" Charlotte revealed a beautiful smile, but if looked carefully, her eyes showed a flicker of coldness.

Rosiley maintained a gentle smile while she actually wanted to sneer. "Really? Then I'm relieved."

No matter how close they were, Sachin would only treat her as his sister.

After a moment of silence, Charlotte grabbed the lever of the suitcase and said to Rosiley, "Since Sachin doesn't want me to stay here, I'll go back to the hotel."

Rosiley stood up and asked her to stay. "It's almost dinner time. Stay until you have dinner here."

Charlotte smiled and shook her head. "No, thanks. I'll have dinner in the hotel."

Rosiley didn't really want her to stay, so she did not insist. "Alright then, be careful on the way."

"Bye, Rosiley."

Charlotte nodded slightly at her, then turned around and left with her suitcase.

The smile on Rosiley's lips gradually faded as she watched her leave.

To be honest, if she didn't have feelings for Sachin, they should be able to become friends.

Rosiley gently sighed and sat back on the sofa. She leaned her head against the back of the sofa and stared straight at the ceiling in a daze.

There were too many troublesome things. Her mood was in chaos, so she wanted to relax quietly like this. She didn't want to do anything and emptied her mind.

When Sachin returned home, he saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He walked to her and looked down. With her eyes closed, he couldn't tell if she was asleep or not.

Thus, he softly whispered, "Rosiley."

Rosiley, whose was not quite in the present moment, opened her eyes at once when she heard the voice calling her and saw a pair of smiling black eyes.

She paused for a moment, and then she realized what happened. Her red lips curved up and said, "Sachin, you're back."

"Yes, I'm back." Sachin said softly as he raised his hand and gently stroked her loose hair.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Im... meditating." Rosiley smiled at her, then sat up straight and continued, "I'm a little tired, so I want to take a rest."