The air froze, and Chad Grant’s gentle voice sounded like the shrill sound of a bell in Rosemary’s ears.
Rosemary’s face sank, she raised her pointed jaw, and then looked up into Chad Grant’s laughing face, “Why don’t you just go and talk to your parents? We’re both in the clear. I’m not afraid of gossip. And now that medical technology is so advanced, I believe that medical technology can prove that I have not wronged Wilson.”
The dim light in the corridor was like a yellow cloud. Rosemary at the moment was like a fairy out of the clouds, sacrosanct.
Chad Grant’s beautiful eyes narrowed slowly into Rosemary’s steady ones. A strange feeling rose in his heart. Now he felt a little embarrassed, “Sorry, sister-in-law, I drank too much tonight. I’ll take care of it.”
He turned and went downstairs. Rosemary breathed a sigh of relief. Her heart was still thumping at the thought of what had happened tonight. If The Grant family saw it, she would never be able to explain it.
She went back to her bedroom and took a bath. Maybe she was so tired these days, Rosemary fell asleep as soon as she got into bed.
“Mrs. Grant, breakfast is ready.” Owen called out respectfully as he saw Rosemary coming upstairs.
Rosemary was wearing a white dress today. Her black hair hung casually over her shoulders and her little face without makeup had an air of freshness. “Good morning, Owen.” Rosemary greeted Owen politely and sat down on the couch to wait for The older members of The Grant family to arrive for dinner.
Seeing Rosemary sitting on the couch, Owen walked up to her and said respectfully, “Mr. And Mrs. Grant had gone to work. The Old Mrs. Grant is still resting. Her ladyship told you not to wait for her dinner.”
“Okay!” Rosemary didn't think much about it. She ate a little and went upstairs.
The holiday would end in two days. Rosemary was thinking about finding a time to talk to Darren Grant about the idea of her going to school after she got married.
The breeze was blowing slowly. Rosemary stood at the window and looked out the window. She remembered that she had not seen her nominal husband for two days. Seeing how early it was, Rosemary closed the door and turned to Wilson Grant’s room.
Edmund Johnson was getting out of the car when he saw Rosemary go out. He stepped forward. “Hello, Mrs. Grant!”
Rosemary looked up at the handsome man in front of her and asked, “And you are?”
“We’ve met before. When you came to see Wilson.” Edmund Johnson smiled faintly.
Rosemary immediately remembered when he said that. There was a relieved smile on her face, “So you’re Wilson’s personal doctor, Edmund Johnson!”
“I’m glad you remember me.” Edmund Johnson looked at Rosemary’s faint smile, and the tone of his voice has become relaxed.
Seeing him looking at her, Rosemary could not help looking up at him.
Edmund Johnson was standing in the sun. He had a fair face and pink lips, sharp features, a straight nose, thick eyebrows, and clear eyes. His messy hair added a touch of Bohemia to his sunny good looks.
“You’re going to see Wilson, right? Let’s go together then.” Edmund Johnson looked at her and smiled.
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