The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1421

Chapter 1421 

Zenobia was tucked away in the shadows, witnessing the scene unfold clearly before her. 

All she could see was Evan’s face split into a wide grin, completely oblivious to Rosalynn’s cold and displeased gaze. 

She couldn’t understand their conversation, so she missed the warning Rosalynn shot at Evan, telling him not to touch her. To Zenobia, Rosalynn was nothing more than a flighty woman. 

In just a few short months, she had betrayed her lover and found herself a new lover, and they were intimate. 

Zenobia was growing more certain that Rosalynn was unworthy of her Alan. 

She was more resolute than ever that she wouldn’t allow Alan to return to Rosalynn, believing that the woman would only hurt him. 

With a malicious glare at Rosalynn, Zenobia swiftly turned and left. 

Upon returning to the inn, Viola informed her that Alan had woken up. Zenobia rushed upstairs to see him. 

Osborn had just arrived too. He was speaking with Alan, “Did your memory come back? Remember anything?” 

Zenobia frowned, thinking Osborn was a total fool. Why bring up the memory issue now? 

She then turned her worried eyes towards Alan. 

When Osborn brought him back, he was covered in wounds, including his face. 

Though his wounds had healed, leaving a scar on his left cheek, it did nothing to mar his handsome features. 

Alan was pale, shaking his head in response, “No.” 

Hearing this, Zenobia breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s alright. If you can’t remember, then don’t. It only gives you a headache!” 

Osborn sat quietly, wondering if this could be fate’s doing. Maybe it was destiny for him to take Wayne away. 

“Alan, we’ve decided to stop fighting with those businessmen,” Osborn declared. “We’re planning to find a new place, open up a similar inn like dad’s, and start a new life as a family.” 

Zenobia was puzzled, wondering why Osborn was discussing this with Alan now. 

Right then, Alan nodded in agreement, “Alright. It’s dangerous to fight those tycoons. Let’s take the money and run.” 

Zenobia nodded, “Once we leave this island, we’ll find a hospital to treat your leg. That way, you won’t need the crutch 

anymore!” 

Alan nodded again. 

“Alan, you rest up. We’ll bring you some medicine and food later, Osborn stood up, exchanging a glance with Zenobia, “Come down with me. Don’t disturb Alan’s rest with your chatter.” 

Smiling at Alan, Zenobia followed Osborn out of the room, gently closing the door behind her. 

The man reclined on the pillow lowered his eyelids, his long lashes casting a vague shadow on his skin. 

He stared silently out the window, lost in deep thought. 

Osborn held Zenobia’s hand tightly, striding ahead and forcing her to jog to keep up 

By the time they reached a secluded spot, Zenobia was slightly irritated. 

She pushed Osborn away, “What’s your deal, Osborn?” 

“Where did you go?” he questioned.