The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1989

Chapter 1989 

The two of them, worn out from their passionate moments, finally found a respite. Rosalynn hadn’t eaten dinner, having exerted herself more than usual. Lying atop Wayne, she felt a touch dizzy. His hands bore some rough scratches. 

His broad palm caressed her back gently, following the curve of her spine. “I didn’t eat dinner,” Rosalynn mumbled, her voice a hint of fatigue. 

Wayne responded with concern, “Did you just say you’re feeling faint?” 

“Should I grab the dessert Laura made for us, or would you prefer something else?” he asked hurriedly. 

“Just the dessert,” she murmured, her voice a tad weak. Rosalynn pondered. The years seemed to be catching up with her, making her realize how age was different from her youthful days.c2 

Soon after, Wayne returned with food. Alongside the dessert, he’d also reheated some steak and veggies from the fridge. Although Rosalynn had only asked for the dessert, she ended up devouring everything he brought up. He just sat and watched as she ate in silence. After finishing, Rosalynn silently went to brush her teeth, 

Worried about leaving a lingering food aroma in the room, Wayne took the dishes downstairs. By the time he returned, Rosalynn had changed into her nightgown and was lying in bed. 

He drew closer, pulling Rosalynn into an embrace. Planting a soft kiss on her forehead, he whispered, “I’m so happy.” 

She chuckled quietly in response. Looking up at him, she teased, “How happy?” 

“Very,” Wayne murmured, leaning in to kiss Rosalynn’s lips. But she playfully dodged. 

Confused, Wayne was met with Rosalynn pinching his lips. “Wayne, if you keep on with those mischievous antics, you can forget about happy moments like this,” she warned. 

With that, she released him, turned off the lights, and laid down facing away. In the enveloping darkness, she heard Wayne’s soft chuckle. The bed dipped as he lay beside her, drawing her close, his warmth enveloping her. His lips brushed softly against her neck. 

“Quite a threat, my love,” he teased. 

“As long as you get it,” she replied with a smirk. 

“Lpromise, I’ll behave. All for my wife,” he responded, his voice dripping with charm. 

Rosalynn gently patted his hand, “Go to sleep! Tomorrow I want to check out that park.” 

“Alright.” 

He trusted Rosalynn and wasn’t worried. “Also,” she turned to him, “About that kid you mentioned? I’ll ask Mike to look into it. It’s rare for you to care so much about a stranger. If we can help, we should.”