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Chapter: 757
Brian approached her from behind, a bath towel wrapped around his waist.
“You insisted on giving me a vasectomy. That way, I won’t father any more children with other women in
the future.”
The memory hit Rosalynn like a ton of bricks, and her face immediately turned an alarming shade of
red.
She knew she was drunk, but she never imagined that she would do something Like that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrian embraced her from behind and kissed her hair.
“I shall treasure that precious memory forever. I learned something from you last night, and know that if
some bastard tries to get close to you, I shall administer the same vasectomy procedure to him.”
His tone was soft and loving, but his words held an unmistakable threat. It rendered Rosalynn
speechless.
“It really is a pity that I failed to cut off that thing between your legs!” Rosalynn’s eyes flashed as she
struggled out of Brian’s arms.
Brian let her go with a chuckle. “Oh, but you would definitely regret it, because then you won’t get to
enjoy it for the rest of your life.”
He walked past her and into the bathroom.
Rosalynn stared at his back, her eyes homing in on his shoulder.
He had a deep gash there, and the wound seemed to be festering. The skin around it was already red
and swollen.
Rosalynn was taken aback by the sight. She scoured through her memories to try and figure out what
had caused the injury.
She remembered she kicked someone on the dance floor and then Brian arrived.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe remembered hearing the sound of glass breaking, likely a bottle of alcohol.
Had someone hit Brian’s shoulder with a bottle of wine?
From the looks of it, his wound never got the attention it needed.
Rosalynn inhaled sharply, unsure of what she was feeling at the moment.
She eventually padded over to the bathroom and called out, “Brian, why didn’t you get your wound
treated Last night?”
The door opened. Brian leaned against the doorframe and smiled at her.
“Ah, so you finally realized that you care about me, after all? I got injured while saving you. Aren’t you
going to treat my wound yourself?”
In truth, he could have easily dodged the other man’s attack Last night, all while protecting Rosalynn.