Savage Love On His Wheelchair

It is for this reason that Mrs. Flower has always felt that she owes Joseph too much.

This, coupled with Joseph's detachment from them, made her feel even more guilty.

For a mother, as long as her children are safe, healthy and happy, as for the family's estate, it does not matter whether they inherit

or not.

She is not that ambitious, she just wants her children to be happy!

Even a lifetof mediocrity does not matter.

"Mom, you know that | hate those so-called rules and regulations, and besides, don't you think that those so-called big girls and

rich girls, their movements are especially fake? Every t| see them, they almost have the seyes and the sposture, just

by looking at them, | feel like | have goose bumps all over my body, let alone letbe like them!"

Probably because she grew up around them, Demi doesn't have so many scruples about speaking, so to speak, almost, whatever

comes to mind.

"What are you saying, you child? Are you yourself spontaneous in nature, and what others do is reduced to nothing in your eyes, is

it?"

Mrs. Flower dropped her gaze on Mr. Flower, who was sitting beside her, and scolded her daughter with displeasure.

Since Old Mr. Flower called Mr. Flower half a month ago, Mr. Flower's mood has beca little hard to grasp, even Mrs. Flower is a

little confused.

"Don't ever say that again, you are Missy of The Flower family, you represent The Flower family with every move you make!"

Mr. Flower, who was sitting at the side, suddenly spoke up.

Demi bristled and muttered in a small voice, "I don't care what other people think, I just like who | am now!"

Joseph, who had been concentrating on driving, gently touched the top of Demi's little head with his big palm and said softly,

"Brother supports you!"

With a few simple words, Demi was in a good mood and made a face at her parents in the back, then instead of continuing the

conversation, she talked to Joseph about what happened to her at school, with the occasional joyful laughter of the two siblings

coming from the car.

The car slowly drove into the suburbs of C city in front of a bump villa door and stopped, soon a maid cforward to open the

door.

"Brother, is this where you usually live?"

Demi asked as she looked at the villa in front of her.

Joseph coughed lightly and said, "Not long live, | have an apartment next to the company, usually most of the twill live there!"

"Oh!"

Mr. Flower's eyes flashed quickly with a strange color, but did not seize, and walked in first.

After settling down Mr. Flower's mother, it was already eleven o'clock at night when | returned to my apartment. When | entered

the door, | saw Karen's thin body curled up on the sofa.

Sensing someone, Karen opened her eyes slightly, and when she saw it was Joseph, she asked like a little wife, "Why are you so

late?"

"Why don't you go sleep inside your room?"

"Have you eaten yet? | made you a little chicken soup, I'll go warm it up for you!"

With these words, Karen was about to get up, but Joseph put his arms around her.

All he wants to do now is to hold her properly, just like that, quietly.

Karen saw that he was a little lost in mood today and asked with concern, "Joseph, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just want to give you a good hug!"

After a while, Karen finally broke the silence and said, "Take a break, I'll go bring you a bowl of chicken soup!"

"Good!"

Responding, Joseph then Olivia reluctantly let her go.

Looking at her departing figure, what Mr. Flower said to him in the study this evening kept ringing in his ears.

In fact, he didn't care much about what Mr. Flower told him, what he cared about most was that he was worried that they would

start with him. With Karen's character, if he knew what was going on, he was really afraid that she would leave him again.

He had never been so scared as he is today, even when his parents threw him away.

"Taste it and see if it's good."

Karen placed the chicken soup in front of him and said.

"Mmm, yummy! Anything tastes good as long as it's made by you!"

He is not a man who speaks love, but when faced with Karen, he could not help but blurt out the words.

Giving him a Tammy smile, Karen watched him finish the last sip and asked, "Want to make another bowl! for you?"

"No, is there something you want to tell me?"

Putting down the bowl, Joseph looked at her and asked.

"Tomorrow | want to move back into my own apartment, and the day after | want to take my dad back!"

"Okay, I'll send you there tomorrow!"

Even though he didn't want to separate, the way things are going, maybe it's still a good thing for her that Karen left.

Because of Mew's departure, Karen's whole mood is already very seemingly low, if this tin a little something, he really dare not

imagine what she will do something impulsive to.

"It's getting late, get an early night!"

"Okay, good night!"

"Good night!"

Taking a deep breath, Joseph stood up and walked towards the study.

"Cousin, do you know Mr. Robert well?"

Rosemary looked at Robin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked faintly.

Although she wasn't 100% sure that this was the sset of jewelry her mother had drawn for her to see, her intuition told her

that there was the answer she wanted.

"He's a friend | met in Belgium, why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"So you know this jewelry set ......"

Ga...

A sharp braking sound instantly forced Rosemary's words back hard.

Wilson shielded Rosemary in his arms as quickly as possible and asked worriedly, "How is it? Did you bump yourself anywhere?"

"I'm fine!"

"What's going on?"

Robin turned to the driver and asked when she heard that Rosemary was okay.

"A girl just suddenly crossed the road and seemed to be hit by us!"

"Go down and take a look!"

The driver saw the displeasure on Robin's face and hurriedly pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"Miss, are you all right!"

Through the glass, Rosemary saw a thin girl holding the lid of the pilot slowly stood up and kept saying something to the driver,

looking as if she was apologizing.

A skinny girl, not caring about the pain on her body, nodded to the driver one after another and said, "I'm sorry, | really didn't

mean to do it!"

The girl's knee kept oozing Tess's blood, originally the driver wanted to say two words, but seeing her like this, it is not good to

reproach.

"Be careful crossing the road in the future, after all, life is only once!"

"Thanks, I'll be careful from now on!"

When the words fell, | saw two men suddenly emerge from the left side and were walking towards the girls.