My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 1717

Byron nodded.

Luther respectfully agreed and took Old Master Loewe to the research institute.

Only Byron and Rosalie were left in the ward.

Rosalie said to Mary on the other side of the screen. "Old Master Loewe is already on his way, just follow his instructions later."

Linda had already bought lunch, and the three of them were eating in a hurry.

Mary nodded in agreement, then looked at her worriedly, "Rosalie, are you okay?"

In just a few hours, Rosalie's face was as pale as paper. Her voice was very weak.

Across the screen, Mary could not help worrying about Rosalie because she was unsure what was going on in real time.

Rosalie smiled at her reassuringly. "It's okay, I’m still holding on. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

When speaking, Rosalie's body was aching as she frowned in pain.

Mary was even more worried looking at her appearance, but she also knew that it would be useless to say more now.

The most important thing right now is to find out the antidote formula as soon as possible. To do so, they need to find out the key ingredients of the poison to develop the antidote.

She nodded and promised with a heavy heart. "I won't let anything happen to you. I will help you identify the components of the antidote!"

Rosalie smiled gratefully, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I'm Lucian and Nox's, godmother. Even if it's not for you, I’m doing it for them. I’ll get angry if you're polite to me!"

Mary pretended to be angry, trying to ease the atmosphere.

With that said, they both smiled.

"Even if the antidote can't be developed in the end, I won't let anything happen to you."

If one had to put it into words, it was only because Rosalie was outstanding and drew others to covet her.

Byron's eyes were calm as he spoke. "I don't care about that. I can always ask for a payback next time even if I bowed to him this time. I only hope that you can stay by my side."

Rosalie's heart was touched completely. She gradually compromised.

Indeed, these unnecessary insistences seemed small and ridiculous compared to life itself.

As long as she remained alive, they could make long-term plans.

"But, if you go to him again, I'm afraid he won't let you go easily." She looked at the person in front of her apologetically.

Byron pulled her into his arms. "No matter what he wants me to do, as long as I can save you, I will do it. Money, dignity—nothing compares to you."

As Rosalie leaned in his arms, she felt more at ease. "We will cross that bridge if we reach that point, but we haven't, so there’s still hope."