Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 25

The afternoon sun was caressing the earth like a gentle ribbon. It poured warmth into the world. The warm glow was the warm embrace of the sun, which gave every life the power of holiness.

Rosemary took the car to the intersection downtown. She didn’t want to make a scene, so she asked the driver to drop her off here.

It wasn’t too far from the bookstore, and Rosemary decided to walk there to relax.

Rosemary walked into one of the busiest neighborhoods in the city. A sweet smile came over her face as she remembered the days she had spent with Carina.

“Miss Harris!”

Edmund Johnson walked up to Rosemary and smiled. “It was you,” he said. “I thought it was someone who looked like you.”

Rosemary looked at Edmund Johnson in surprise and smiled. “Dr. Johnson, what a coincidence!”

“Miss Harris, where are you going?”

Rosemary smiled lightly and said, “I'm going to the library to buy some books and take a walk.”

Edmund Johnson smiled. “What a coincidence. I’m going to buy some books, too. Let’s go together.”

“Ok!”

“What kind of books do you like to read?” Edmund Johnson asked curiously.

“I like a wide range of books. I read only to find peace in a book.”

“Dr. Johnson, what kind of books do you like to read?”

“Miss Harris, you can call me Edmund, or Johnson. I always thought Dr. Johnson sounded weird.” Edmund Johnson grinned.

“Then I’ll call you Edmund. And don’t you call me Miss Harris, or The Young Mrs. Grant. You’re Wilson’s friend, which means you’re my friend, too. You can just call me Rosemary.” Rosemary smiled.

They found themselves in the library. Looking at a variety of books, Rosemary walked toward her favorite area.

Rosemary was carefully picking out the books she wanted, and she was immersed in it.

“Rosemary, are you here to buy books, too?”

Olivia Miller was the belle of the Noble School. She was the little princess who had been spoiled by her family since childhood, so she was unruly and capricious and unreasonable. Rosemary usually avoided her as much as she could.

Rosemary didn’t want to talk to Olivia Miller, but thinking it was a library, she finally said, “Yes!”

Olivia Miller looked at Rosemary with disdain, “Is it true that you married The Young Mr. Grant?”

Rosemary didn’t want to talk to her, so she took the book she had chosen and went to another section.

Olivia Miller was angry that Rosemary was leaving, so she said aloud, “Rosemary, why could you marry Wilson Grant? How can a woman like you, who is neither pretty nor sexy, marry him?”

Rosemary stopped and turned to look coldly at Olivia Miller, “Olivia, for the sake of being my classmate, I would like to remind you of your manners. This isn’t your house. This is the library.”

Rosemary stopped again. “I’m nothing, but I’m Wilson Grant’s rightful wife now. You have everything you want, but you have nothing to do with him.”

As soon as Rosemary finished, there were murmurs in the library.

Olivia Miller blushed and yelled, “Rosemary, I’m not done with you!”