A faint alluring fragrance lingered in the air, but Cecilia Vaughn was too shocked by her husband's actions to notice it.
"Adrian, what is this?"
"Cecilia, let's book a room off-campus again."
Cecilia swallowed hard.
"Why? I actually think living on campus is fine, but why let someone like Adams take our spot?"
The man had an enigmatic smile on his face.
"There are more people inside than just him."
"Huh?—"
Cecilia furrowed her delicate brows, and when she saw Adrian Law's inscrutable dark eyes, something suddenly clicked in her mind.
She stared wide-eyed in shock as if struck by lightning.
"Your meaning couldn't possibly be that Rosalind White is in there too, right?"
After all, it couldn't be Fiona Vaughn; she's pregnant now. If it were usual times, it would be different, but Tyson Law is indifferent to her now. If she lost this precious thing in her belly, she might not have a place in the Law Family.
But Rosalind White was different.
