Chapter 37
Wayne hugged Rosalynn, and there was actually an enormous sense of happiness.
“President Silverman,” Rosalynn hesitated for a moment, not resisting, because she was genuinely tired.
“Mmm…” Wayne buried his head in her neck and answered.
Rosalynn’s heart seemed to be torn apart by something bit by bit.
“I’m tired, I just want to live a peaceful, ordinary life…leave me alone.”
Without any hysterics or angry roars, she just calmly requested.
Wayne subconsciously tightened his hand around Rosalynn’s waist.
“I’m not Ms. Walley,” Rosalynn continued, “All the things you like about me, they’re just a show I put on, but I’m tired…I don’t want to be Olivia’s substitute anymore, I just want to be myself.”
“Don’t talk anymore. You wanted to rest, right?”
Wayne freed a hand and gently covered Rosalynn’s mouth. “Sleep now.”
Rosalynn couldn’t understand what Wayne was thinking.
He didn’t love her and he had a new substitute, why did he still cling to her?
Because she used to be too good at her job?
Rosalynn mockingly thought.
She let her thoughts run wild and then fell into a deep slumber.
Maybe it was the death threat at noon that really scared her. After falling asleep, Rosalynn
had nightmares.
Well, not nightmares per se.
In her dream, she returned to the day of her grandma’s funeral.
A few neighbors came to her house that day.
She wore a black dress with a small white flower pinned to her hair.
After her grandma died, she didn’t feel much. She didn’t even cry.
All those years, her grandma was continuously tormented by illness.
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