Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Rosemary looked at Wilson and said calmly, "Wilson, even if | am begging you, let's get together and leave, okay? Hurting each other like this, whether it's for you or for me, is a kind of hurt." Wilson looked at her and suddenly smiled, "Yeah, maybe in your mind, I'm the one who can hurt you!" "I'm sorry, maybe it's a little selfish ofto say this to you, but | just want to live my life now, and as for what happened before, | never want to go through that again.” "What about your father's business?" "I think my dad would have wantedto live free more than to go after who was responsible!" After all, her life was paid for by her father with his life! "Is that really what you think?" Looking at Wilson, Rosemary knew that even if she wanted to find out who was behind the frame-up, then she had to have that capital, and with her current ability to find out the truth for her father, that was simply impossible! On the contrary, if someone with an interest knew about it, her situation could be in trouble.

She had previously suspected that her father's car accident did not look like an accident, but because there was no evidence on hand, plus the mood was difficult during that time, and did not think about it.

But from the moment she saw Olivia on the beach, when she was led into a set-up, Rosemary already knew that Mr. Harris death was not a simple car accident.

Even then, she didn't want to have any more encounters with Wilson.

What Olivia owes her, what she owes his child, one day she, Rosemary, will get it back from her, little by little! "| just want to do my job well now, and as for the rest, | don't really want that much for now!" Wilson looked at Rosemary in front of him and said, "Rosemary, you have changed, the old you, gentle and virtuous, and now you, calm when things happen, will go to analyze the seriousness of things properly.” "Are already dead once, many things have also been looked down, so please do not ask again, because those things | no longer want to be remembered.” Wilson's heart doesn't feel pain anymore because it's numb.

Suddenly, Wilson stopped the car beside the road and reached out his hand to touch, Rosemary's now seemingly white and tender skin, only to have Rosemary's head tilt and dodge it.

"Was your face disfigured by Rita?" Whenever he thought of her scarred face, Wilson wished he could bear the inhuman pain on her behalf.

"No, it's Olivia!" "Olivia?" Wilson looked at Rosemary with a puzzled face, obviously not expecting that the last person to lay hands on Rosemary, would be her.

"One thing | never understood though, why did Olivia bite the bullet and say | did her, his dad, her family?" Rosemary's eyes were sharply fixed on Wilson, and she knew that this matter, for sure, had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Rosemary, Wilson pursed his lips and finally spat out a few words softly, "My people below have checked it out, it was Rita who sent someone to pick Olivia up, don't worry! | won't let them off that easily!" "And do you think Rita will letoff that easily?" Rosemary sneered and looked at Wilson and said, "I'm just a Vanessa with nothing now, if she wants to hurt me, it's as easy as pie, no matter what happened before, | don't want to be caught between the two of you now." "Rosemary, don't worry I'll protect you!" "That's what | heard you say back in Burano Island, but you didn't do it, so now, | don't believe what you're saying!" "Rosemary..." "Drive on!" The tone in which Rosemary spoke to her struck him as strange, an inexplicable detachment that struck fear into Wilson's heart.

It is obvious that they are sitting next to each other, but they feel far apart.

Wilson pulled the car up to the hotel entrance and Rosemary pulled two bills from inside her bag and handed them to him.

"Here's the fare for you, thanks!" Taking the bill Rosemary handed him, Wilson looked at her and said, "Do you needto walk you in?" "No, | can do it myself!" Wilson hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Then I'll, wait for you!" "I don't know what tthe reception is going to be, and I've already asked Marcy to cand pickup. Don't worry, since | promised you, | won't go back on my word!" Looking at Rosemary, Wilson wiggled his lips as if he wanted to say something, but didn’t know how to start.

"Then I'll go back first!" It seems that there is no longer a need for him to stay.

"Good!" After saying that, Rosemary pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Looking at Rosemary's departing back, Wilson hooked his lips in self-deprecation, she should hate herself! Knowing that she doesn't want to see herself, but inside she can't stop wanting to be near her.

"Vanessa, congratulations!" Rosemary just walked into the venue and was quickly surrounded by a group of people.

"Yes Vanessa, congratulations!" "You were really great!" "Vanessa, you know what? You are simply my idol, | really admire you so much!" Looking at those from the party, those she knew or didn't know, greeting her, Rosemary's face smiled slightly and said, "Thank you all, | appreciate your support, Vanessa will not let you down!" "Please eat and play to your heart's content tonight!" Jacob walked up next to Rosemary and smiled at the men.

When everyone saw that it was Jacob, they all dispersed very consciously, and soon, the place where there were still dozens of people gathered, was instantly only Rosemary and Jacob.

"President!" "You're hungry, let's go over there and eat something!" "Well, when it comes to food, I'm really feeling a little hungry?" Soon, two people found a more remote place, served sfood and began to eat.

"I just saw that it was Wilson who sent you over, did you two make up?" "No, just passing through!" Rosemary said it in a breezy way, without a hint of disguise.

Although Rosemary has a bemused expression on his face whenever he talks about Wilson, he knows full well that it only takes love to the depths of love to hate to the marrow of the bone!" As the saying goes, if you love it, you hate it! Luckily, she didn't really have feelings for Rosemary at first. With her feelings for Wilson, even if she wasn't with Wilson, she wouldn't be with another man! "Do you still love him?"