The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 2275

"Alright!" Nelly said, giving Wayne a knowing look and saying to Rosalynn "Your granny always worried about your love life. Now that you've found someone, she can rest easy in heaven."

Nelly's voice faltered, touched by a tender sorrow, "Rosa, you’re all settled down now, too!"

The folks on Gravel Lane were a tight-knit bunch.

As a kid, Rosalynn was the darling of the neighborhood, cherished by all the old-timers.

After a series of tragedies hit the Tesdal family—first her mother passed away, then her grandfather was ravaged by illness, and her grandmother's big scare left her confused—it was just Rosa, holding the fort all on her own.

The day her grandmother died, many old neighbors, long moved away, came back to pay their respects. They kept their concerns to themselves in Rosa's presence, but behind closed doors, they worried about how she'd manage alone.d2

When Nelly left, it was Rosalynn who walked her home, and Wayne trailed a bit behind.

Nelly and Rosalynn whispered secrets, head to head.

"Is he good to you?" Nelly asked, a hint of worry in her voice. "I see in those TV dramas, rich men in high society are often no good!"

"He's good, he's not like that," Rosalynn answered with a smile. "Relax, he knows his place."

"That's my girl. He needs to understand that around here, in L City, it's tradition for men to fear their wives. The more they do, the more successful they are. He's got to get that."

Rosalynn nodded vigorously, "He knows!"

Before she could react, Wayne cradled her face, tilting her head back for a deep, enveloping kiss.

The rain pattered loudly against the window awning outside the bedroom as the sky turned a stormy gray.

Rosalynn's phone, left at the foot of the bed, began to ring with Ivy's personalized ringtone. A delicate hand reached out to grab it, but a larger hand was quicker, silencing the phone with a tap before tossing it even further away.

"It’s Ivy! Damn it, Wayne!"

"Mhm, I’m right here," Wayne murmured against Rosalynn's lips, "My hand slipped... no worries, we'll call Ivy back later. Focus on me now, sweetheart..."