“Did you hear something out there?”
Darren Grant looked at Rosemary gently and said, “Rosemary, you’re The Young Mrs. Grant no matter what. You can’t be bullied and act like nothing happened. In this way, people would think that we, The Grant family, were easy to bully.”
“Didn’t I get back safe from this one? I know she kidnapped me, but I don’t have third-party evidence. It’s better to leave it at that than spend so much time trying to find it. I’m fine anyway, and I don’t think she’s gonna bother me anymore.”
Rosemary didn’t want The Grant family to go to war over this. And since the press didn’t cover it, Nathaniel must have helped her keep it down.
Darren didn’t have much opinion about this daughter-in-law, but she always thought about The Grant family today, which proved that she was really a nice girl. He just didn’t know if The Grant family was lucky enough to have her.
“That is all right! If you don’t want to pursue it, then let her go! If Marian asks, say you stayed at a friend’s house for a few days, and you had my permission.”
Rosemary was surprised that Darren would help her hide it from his family.
“I’m just gonna go if there’s nothing else.”
Darren Grant said OK and went back to reading at his desk.
Rosemary opened the door and went out. Seeing that it was still early, she thought of taking a walk in the garden.
The garden was very quiet at night. The gardeners had all called it a day. The flowers in the garden were more delicate and charming under the light.
Rosemary thought about how light her sleep had been, and the book said that walking barefoot on the cobblestones would reduce fatigue and help her sleep. So, looking at the winding cobblestone path, Rosemary took off her shoes, and then stood barefoot on the potholed cobblestone. Under her feet came the icy and cool feeling, which was very comfortable.
Rosemary walked slowly barefoot on the cobblestones. The soles of her feet were still a little sore from time to time, probably caused by the stimulation of acupoints.
Chad Grant was sitting on a cane chair with a glass of wine looking out at the landscape. He hadn’t seen Rosemary in days. He had been controlling himself since the last time he felt a ripple in his heart.
The evening breeze was coming, making him look more evil and unruly...
A familiar sight in the garden caught Chad’s eye. Rosemary was wearing a casual dress tonight. Her little white feet were on the smooth pebbles, like fairies stepping out of the moonlight.
Chad stood on the balcony and looked at the Rosemary in the garden, and a different emotion appeared on his face.
…
The Millers had their hands full. Olivia Miller‘’s father, Camden Miller, sat on the couch in the living room with no expression on his face. A woman nearby was crying her eyes out. It was Olivia Miller’s mother, Claire.
“Stop crying. What’s the use of crying?”
Claire stopped crying and tears began to roll in her eyes. She said sadly, “Camden, she’s your own daughter, you can’t just let it go.”
Camden Miller’s eyes flickered with fury, “Rosemary, you will someday repay me a hundredfold for the insult I have received today…”
“Rosemary, are you going to school? I’ll give you a lift.” Chad drove up to Rosemary in his sports car.
Rosemary had been avoiding Chad because of the dreams she’d had at night. She had got up earlier than usual this morning, but she didn’t expect him to get up earlier.
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