The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 2000

Chapter 2000 

Could that Wayne touch him now? And if he could, was it possible for him to touch others, too? 

Wayne didn’t realize it, but he had made tangible a person who didn’t originally exist. 

In the future, the doctors would say he had lost his grip on reality, unable to differentiate the real from the imagined. 

By the time he reached the lobby, Rosalynn was changing her shoes by the elevator. 

“When did you two become so close?” Rosalynn asked, glancing at Wayne and Jaime, who were trailing behind one another.c2 

Jaime scoffed, “Women! When Wayne and I don’t get along, you nag. When we do get along, you make fun of us. Make up your mind!” 

I’m not making fun of you! I’ll have a chat with Paige about this, maybe we can arrange a little reward for you!” 

“That’s more like it!” 

With his duty of escorting Wayne fulfilled, Jaime hummed a tuneless melody on his way towards the living room. Truthfully, Jaime still harbored strong resentment towards Wayne. 

Before, Wayne was a jerk. Now he was a cripple. 

Despite countless medical examinations, his leg just wouldn’t function properly. 

No one knew when it would recover. 

“What were you doing upstairs?” Rosalynn asked Wayne as she approached him. “You look pale. Not feeling well?” Wayne shook his head. 

He gestured to the iPad in his hand. “Ivy wanted to check her storage inventory. Cory wrote a little software for it, it’s on this iPad. She logs the stock every week.” 

“Typical of her brother to do something like that for her Rosalynn took the iPad from Wayne, her hand brushing against his. 

Usually, Wayne’s hand was warm, but today, it felt cold. 

1 just washed my hands, they’re a bit cold, Wayne explained. “Could you warm them up for me?” 

Rosalynn looked at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She squeezed his hand, “Let’s go give this to her.” 

“Okay.” Wayne nodded. 

As they walked towards the living room, Wayne casually asked, “Have you sorted out your work issues yet?” Rosalynn shook her head. “No, not yet.” 

Her tone was as usual. 

Wayne couldn’t pick up any signs of distress. He let out a small sigh of relief. 

“Laura’s cooking has improved a lot recently. She makes a mean fruit pie, just the way you like it,” Wayne mentioned. 

Laura no longer served Ivy as closely as before. 

So, she had taken up cooking. 

Laura’s career anxiety was rooted in the fear of unemployment once her services were no longer required by lvy 

After all, she wasn’t particularly good at anything else. 

Hilaria and Rosalynn were perfectionists, as was Mr. Silverman. 

So, she decided to put her efforts into cooking. 

Her main target: Rosalynn.