Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 57

She took two sips of water from the table, smoothing her chest to make herself comfortable.

Looking at the culprit in front of her, she curled her lips and said, “I don’t like icebergs like you. Personally, I like spring better!”

Ellen heard her and his eyes darkened. No one knew what was on his mind.

Joseph gave her a wicked smile and said, “Why?”

“Can’t you see I’m already frozen into a snowman?” She said and glanced at the masked man next to her.

“Do you want me to turn up the heat a little more?” Joseph pressed his lips together.

Rosemary rolled her eyes at him. It was not a funny joke, okay?

…

Well…

“Well…So you’re saying that icebergs like us are doomed to be single?”

Asked Joseph, frowning as if fearing for his lifelong happiness.

“Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean other people don’t like it! You guys look good, and you’re so…You guys are gonna knock a lot of girls off their feet.”

Rosemary said seriously.

With that, she lowered her head to eat her steak. She was afraid that if she said any more, the ice sculpture next to her would make the air temperature drop rapidly!

Joseph was sipping the wine thoughtfully, with a dark smile on his face.

…

Rosemary was startled by her cell phone ringing. She took a look at it and smiled.

“You had the nerve to call me?”

Rosemary said into the phone with a look of disgust on her face.

Confused, Nathaniel asked, “Rosemary, what did I do to you?”

“I was slapped three times today by someone who adored you. Do you think we should put this on you?”

Rosemary said as she pursed her lips.

Nathaniel smiled cheekily and said, “I had no idea this was going to happen. Don’t be angry! Why don’t I take you out to dinner tonight and make amends?”

“Forget it! I’m gonna stay away from you. I don’t want to go to work tomorrow and get slapped again.” She just hung up the phone.

There was still a faint smile on her face. She did not notice that the temperature of the whole room had plummeted.

She turned to see Joseph’s enlarged, handsome face frozen as ice.

Rosemary smiled awkwardly, “What are you doing here?”

“Miss Harris, we’ve always been here!” Joseph replied coolly.

“What?”

Rosemary turned to see Ellen’s cold eyes on her. Her dry throat made her swallow and she moved aside a little unconsciously.

“Miss Harris, are you afraid of me?” Ellen asked as he cut the beef with a knife and fork.

“No…I’m not. Why should I be afraid of you?” Rosemary said with a smile, and looked down to gently slice the steak with a knife and fork.

The room was so quiet that the sound of breathing could be heard. Rosemary was cutting the steak gently with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. But the steak seemed to defy her, and she could not cut it.

Ellen took a look at Rosemary, then he took her plate with his long hands and started to cut the beef slowly.

Joseph’s hands were frozen in midair. His cool, frosty face looked at Ellen’s movements in wonder.