Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 49

Rosemary did a double-take, checking out Martin in front of her and then glancing over his shoulder at the room behind him. She blurted out in surprise, "How come you are here?"

Martin cracked a smile and casually explained, "I drank too much with Archer last night and ended up staying over here."

"Oh." Facing Martin, Rosemary was at a loss for words. Maybe it was guilt, or maybe the three years had made them strangers to each other.

She forced a smile and turned to head downstairs.

"Rosemary." Martin called out to her, handing over a check, "I won't be needing any money for the time being. There's no rush to pay me back."

Rosemary looked down and caught sight of the amount on the check – not a penny more or less, exactly the three hundred million she'd joked about before. It was all signed and ready to go; she could just take it and head to the bank today to transfer the money to Maxwell.

To be honest, she was tempted.

Probably anyone would be tempted by such a large amount, especially since she urgently needed money.

Martin saw her staring at the check in silence, unsure if she was feeling embarrassed. He added, "About last time, I hope it didn't cause you any trouble. Sorry, I didn't know Maxwell was in the car too."

He didn't mean anything by it, just figured since she wasn't willing to discuss borrowing money with Maxwell, there must be some unspeakable reason behind it.

Rosemary was momentarily taken aback before she realized he was referring to that incident in the Night Club parking lot.

Recalling that scene, she blushed instantly, feeling the check in front of her was a hot potato she couldn't touch.

She still remembered Maxwell's warning: If she dared to take Martin's money, he'd break her fingers!

Breaking fingers – she wasn't sure if he would actually do such a violent act, but she knew that if she took the money and Maxwell found out where it came from, he would surely not divorce her; instead, their entanglement would deepen.

Rosemary came to her senses and pushed the check back, "I've figured out the money issue, thanks for your kindness."

She refused, and Martin didn't insist, "Alright then."

The drama went late into the night, and at this time, Pearl was still resting. Rosemary sat at the dining table and glanced at the time.

Wendy served her a bowl of porridge and brought out a basket of breads, "Isn't today the weekend? Why's Mrs. Templeton up so early? Do you want to go back to bed after eating? The young master specifically instructed this morning not to disturb you, saying you were tired last night."

Rosemary almost choked on her porridge, what kind of bullshit was that? Maxwell did it on purpose!

"It's alright, Wendy, I have things to do later, so I'll leave after eating. Let Mom know when she wakes up."

"Sure," Wendy affectionately patted her back, helping her catch her breath, "Take your time eating, no rush."

Rosemary found it hard to explain, ultimately just smiling and nodding, then quickly finished her meal and grabbed her bag to make a swift exit.

After the birthday party, she threw herself into a relentless cycle of work and overtime, occasionally calling Louis to check on the odds of winning the lawsuit.

She had to be ready for all eventualities; in case Maxwell reneged after getting the money, she needed to have a backup plan. Who knew how long he intended to stay angry at Victoria?