Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Rosemary really didn’t understand Olivia Miller. She was not happy about her marriage to The Grant family, and now she was threatening her not to get together with Edmund. Did she really think of herself as a princess? Rosemary chuckled and said, “Why would | stay away from Edmund? Do you know him well?" Olivia was offended by what Rosemary said. She sneered, “Shame on you, Rosemary! You hit on Edmund Johnson when you're married. Are you worthy of The Grant family?” “Olivia, when did you see me hitting on Edmund? If sitting down together for dinner or saying a few words is a seduction, wouldn't you...” Rosemary made an exaggerated face.

Olivia was so angry that she couldn't say a word. She finally sneered, “Rosemary, you don’t have to explain anymore. Everyone knows you can't have sex with Wilson Grant even though you're nominally his wife. No wonder you're so horny.” Rosemary looked at Olivia's face and wanted to slap her to death. But she took a deep breath and said, “Since | am married to The Grant family, | will be consistent with my husband. But not everyone will be like me.” Olivia was so mad at Rosemary that she was about to explode. She grabbed Rosemary's clothes and said, “How dare you call me cheap! I'm gonna rip your mouth out.” With that, she went to grab Rosemary's mouth.

Rosemary was taken aback by Olivia's sudden move. Seeing she was about to grab her, Rosemary gave her a good push, “Bang...” Olivia slapped Rosemary's fair face and there were five red prints on her delicate face.

Turned out Olivia had come up to her and grabbed her dress on purpose. So that Rosemary would duck, so she could slap Rosemary in the face.

Rosemary staggered back from Olivia's slap and was caught by Edmund.

“What are you doing?!” A deep voice came and Edmund Johnson looked at the them coldly.

Olivia didn’t expect to meet Edmund. Looking at Edmund's cold, handsome face, she froze for a moment.

“Do you all want to get out of Cornshire? How dare you touch The Young Mrs. Grant! Do you want to die?” Edmund said angrily.

Edmund held onto Rosemary, remembering what had just happened. If he hadn't been here in time, it would have been terrible for them if it was known by someone.

Some of the students who had just cornered Rosemary were already complaining about Olivia not telling them who Rosemary really was. If they had known it, they wouldn't dare to do that! If their families find out about this, they'll be damned.

After all, they didn’t have Olivia's background.

Some of the students had already come forward and apologized to Rosemary, saying that it was Olivia Miller dragged them here and had nothing to do with them.

Rosemary didn't blame them too much. After all, in the real world, everyone had helplessness.

After hearing them, Edmund walked over to Olivia and said coldly, “Miss Miller, please mind your manner. Also, it wasn't that easy for you Millers to get where you are today.” With that, Edmund smiled and helped Rosemary into his car and drove away.

Olivia Miller watched Edmund and Rosemary walk away with more hatred in her eyes.

Edmund Johnson was driving intently. He checked on Rosemary every now and then, but he didn’t know what to say.

“Edmund, why can’t we just be simple and happy? | didn't want to argue with them, but they chose to provoke me. Some things are clearly not my voluntary, but | still need to pretend to be willing to complete it. How tiring it is to live a life like this!” Edmund sighed deeply and said, “Rosemary, that's just the way the world is. You don't have to care what other people say. You just have to live your day to the fullest and be happy.” Edmund didn’t know what kind of life Rosemary had, but he knew he would do everything he could to make her happy in the future.

Rosemary turned to Edmund with a grateful look in her eyes. “Take me home! I'd like to see Wilson later.” “Okay!” Edmund knew there were some things she couldn't be happy about until she figured them out.

Rosemary showered, changed her clothes and went to Wilson Grant's room. For some reason, she wanted to see him at this moment and wanted to tell him her grievance.

Rosemary went to Wilson Grant's room. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the man, then said quietly. “Wilson Grant, I'm Rosemary. Do you remember me?” “Wilson Grant, | don’t know what happened to you, but | want you to know that there are a lot of people in this world who are waiting for you to wake up. Grandma is so old, although she looks very happy on the surface, in fact, she is not happy at all. And your mom and dad, do you have the heart to let them take on all the heavy work in the family? So, whoever it is you don’t want to wake up for, please don't be selfish. Think about your family and wake up soon, ok?" With that, tears welled up in her eyes. Rosemary fought back tears as she sat with Wilson Grant.

It took Rosemary a long time to remember that she had been here for a long time. She took a long look at Wilson Grant and left the room.

“Mrs. Grant, are you hungry? I'll tell the cook to get the food ready and send the servant up to your room” Owen said deferentially.

“Yes, please.” Rosemary was going upstairs when Chad came downstairs, and he smelled like smoke. He paused when he saw Rosemary, and then he walked through the door. Moments later, she heard the sound of a limo pulling away.

Rosemary did not think too much and went upstairs to the room.

Owen saw Rosemary's thin back and murmured, “Mr. Wilson Grant, you must get better soon!” Rosemary went back to her room, showered and changed into conservative pajamas. She remembered Edmund's words. He was right. It was better to live a full life than to care about others.

Knock...

When The door of the room was pushed open, the maid came up to the table with the meal and said respectfully, “The Young Mr.

Grant, dinner meal is ready. Please enjoy yourself.” Her stomach rumbled with hunger as she smelled the delicious food. It was 8:00 p.m. sharp when Rosemary finished her meal.

Rosemary picked up the book Edmund bought in the bookstore a few days ago and read it slowly. This is a book about design. In fact, everyone thought that Rosemary's favorite thing was acting, but only she knew that what she really liked was designing.

Because learning design allowed her to boldly try concepts that others dared not.