Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192

The black Maybach slowly drove out of the hospital at this time, and Alan, who was driving, was the first to see Rosalie, who was shivering from the cold by the side of the road.

He subconsciously stepped on the brakes, slowed down, and said to Julian in the back seat, “Mr. Galloway, it’s Mrs. Galloway. Shall we…pick her up?”

Julian raised his deep, cold, and stern eyes, seeing the woman on the side of the road through the windshield.

His emotionless eyes froze for a moment. Just when Alan thought Julian would ask him to stop, he heard Julian reply in a determined voice without a trace of emotion or hesitation, “Go.”

Alan was stunned.

He thought, “You are such a jerk. You deserve this.

Mrs. Galloway will be better off without you, a man with low EQ

“Well, okay,” Alan replied.

Nevertheless, he still stepped on the brakes and slowed down the car. But until the car drove past Rosalie, he didn’t hear Julian ask him to stop.

Alan sighed in his heart, “You are destined to be single for the rest of your life.”

“Stop!”

Finally, Alan heard Julian’s gloomy voice from the back seat as he expected. He quickly stepped on the brakes, turned his head, and asked knowingly, “Mr. Galloway, do you have any instructions?”

Julian’s expression was gloomy, unpredictable, and stern. “Turn around and pick her up.”

At that moment, Alan suddenly felt a sense of relief.

He thought, “Mr. Galloway is not completely hopeless.”

He glanced at Julian, gratified to see his boss had finally become mature.

Julian frowned at his gaze. “What are you looking at?”

“No… Nothing. I’ll turn around and pick up Mrs. Galloway.”

At that time, Rosalie was still waiting at the entrance of the hospital. Perhaps because it was snowing heavily in the middle of the night, she had a hard time calling a taxi. After waiting for a long time, no taxi came.

Before this, Rosalie had rarely called a taxi. She always drove when going out. This time, because she was brought to the hospital due to her high. fever, her car was left at Skyline Bar.

She, unable to bear the cold, was about to call Eden.

Just as she fumbled in her bag for her phone, the familiar Maybach slowly pulled up in front of her.

This car was all too familiar to Rosalie. Since she married him, every day she had waited for him to return to Rosalian Manor. She clearly remembered the car he always took and its license plate number.