The convenient Bride

Chapter 312: You Don't Believe Me?

Getting more and more worried, Rosiley played the voice message Juliet sent to her.

"Rosiley, something serious happened. Why aren't you answering the phone? You're killing me!"

Juliet sounded anxious and upset. Rosiley's frowned deepened.

"Rosiley, your affair with Bertram is spreading on the Internet. It's said that you were having a date in
the car at night. There are videos and photos. What happened?"

Affair? With Bertram? Date in the car?

Rosiley's eyes widened in shock.

‘It can't be that, can it?’

She just went downstairs to meet Bertram. And then not only was she photographed, but she also left
sources for those paparazzi?

Rosiley didn't know whether to laugh or cry at such nonsense.

So it must be the reason why Payton and Maddox had been in such a hurry.

Rosiley couldn't help but laugh out loud. She looked up inadvertently and found Sachin standing at the
bathroom door.

She froze instantly. The two looked at each other quietly.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

After a long stretch, Rosiley managed to force a smile and asked tentatively, “Sachin, did you hear it?”

Instead of answering her, he just stared at her significantly.

She bit her lip, wanting to explain, but she didn't know where to start.

In the end, she could only sigh softly and say calmly, "It’s not true.”

Sachin stared at her for a while before saying softly, "Come down after the shower.’

With that, he turned around and walked out of the room.

The door was gently closed, and the room fell silent.

Rosiley let out a heavy sigh of frustration for not being able to explain.

Payton, who was sitting in the living room waiting, seemed restless. He turned around and looked
upstairs from time to time.

Maddox chuckled at that and made fun of him, "Bro, why are you even more nervous than Sachin?"

“Aren't you nervous?" Payton asked him with an unhappy look on his handsome face. "You've watched
the video on the news today. Rosiley did get in his car. Even if it isn't an affair, isn't it inappropriate for

her to do that at such a late night?”

He was not impressed by that. "She and Bertram are acquaintances. They are friends, so it's fine to
meet each other. Don't think too much."


Just as Payton was about to argue, he saw Maddox standing up.

"Sachin," Maddox turned to Sachin, who was walking downstairs.

Hearing the name, Payton stood up immediately. He turned around and shouted anxiously, "Bro,
something serious happened.”

After casting him a glance, Sachin walked to sit opposite them and shot a sharp gaze on the two.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Rosiley has an affair with another guy. She..."

Maddox wished he could give Payton a good slap on his head when Payton said so. He didn't even
know how to talk properly?

After cast Payton a fierce glare, he reached out to cover his mouth and finished what he had left
unfinished, "The paparazzi got pictures of Rosiley's getting into Bertram's car. Boss, you know how
paparazzi like to make up stories from pictures. So it was not an affair. It was just a simple meeting of

Rosiley, who hurried downstairs, almost burst into tears when she heard what Maddox said. She knew
he deserved her kindness.

At such a critical moment, he stood out and spoke for her.

Hearing Maddox's words, Sachin lowered his head to hide the displeasure in his eyes.

He knew Rosiley. He knew that there was nothing between her and Bertram. But he didn't expect that
Bertram would visit her in the middle of the night and that she would get into his car.

He didn't know whether to describe her as innocent or stupid.

Rosiley walked over and said carefully, “Hey, Payton, Maddox.”

Payton and Maddox turned around at that.

They had different expressions when they saw her.

Payton was expressionless, but his eyes showed some dissatisfaction.

As for Maddox, he smiled and asked with concern, "Rosiley, are you alright?”

Rosiley shook her head, "I'm fine." She looked across the two and landed her gaze on Sachin, who had
his head down. A trace of frustration flashed through her eyes.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the other two men. "Are you here for today's news?”

Neither of them made a sound.

Rosiley shrugged and said with resignation, "I was careless. I didn't know there would be paparazzi at
that time. If I knew, I...”

"You will not get into the car?" Payton blurted out, interrupting her.

Rosiley shook her head with a smile, "No, I won't see him."

With that, Sachin looked up at her with a complicated gaze.

She was watching him, too. And he could saw the hurt in her clear eyes. "Facing such news, I just want
to say that a clean hand wants no washing. But I didn't expect...”

She paused and glanced at Payton. "Payton, you would regard me as that kind of woman.”

An awkward look flashed across Payton's face and he didn't dare to look her in the eye.

He was anxious at that time and didn’t think about it in a clear way.

Sachin watched her significantly. He knew the hurt in her eyes resulted from him. His attitude hurt her.

But what she didn't understand that he was a man, a narrow-minded man. Seeing his wife get into
another man's car in the middle of the night, he was very upset, let alone the man she had met had
feelings for her.

He trusted her, but he was still uncomfortable at that.

“Rosiley, Payton was just too worried about you two and simplified it. Don't take it personally." Maddox
defended Payton.

"How would I take it personally?" Rosiley had a big smile on her face, but there was not any warmth in
her eyes.

Even a fool could tell that she was unhappy.

Maddox was at a loss for words. He looked at the silent Sachin, then at Rosiley. Finally, he grabbed
Payton over and turned to Rosiley with a smile. "Rosiley, we should go now. You and Sachin should
talk about it in detail.'’

As Payton walked past Rosiley, he whispered, "Rosiley, I'm sorry.’

Rosiley turned around and smiled at him, "It's fine.”

Actually, she was mad at Sachin, instead of Payton.

It was understandable for Payton to say that. After all, he saw the news from Sachin's point of view.

The living room fell into silence. Rosiley stood at the same place quietly and stared at the silent Sachin.

The man lowered his head as if he didn't notice that she was watching him.

She bit her lip and walked over to sit on the sofa opposite him.

After pondering for a moment, she asked, "Sachin, you don't believe me?"

He looked up at her and said, "I don't doubt you.”

"Why didn't you say anything then?" Rosiley asked again.