Savage Love On His Wheelchair

327 Sign this divorce agreement

Seeing Joseph's face turn slightly cold, Sunny bristled and said, "Are they just fighting for Rosemary?

You said Wilson who is not forgettable, how come he has forgotten these years?"

Edmund lightly touched his eyebrows and said, "Well, now go back inside the hotel and pack up your

things, you guys go back to c-city first!"

"But ......"

"There's nothing but, Rosemary's not in the best of health right now, and besides, have you forgotten

what Wilson just said?"

"Got it!"

Sunny looked at Edmund and said with a worried face, "If we let Rosemary live alone in the house, she

will definitely be bullied!"

"Don't worry!" Rosemary smiled faintly, "He won't do anything to me even if he doesn't like me at all!"

Edmund said, "Rosemary is right, we will send Rosemary back to The Grant family, Rita wouldn't dare

to live in The Grant family like this!"

Biting her lip, Sunny said sadly, "I know I can't help much, if I insist on staying with Rosemary, I'm afraid

that even I will be thrown out with Rosemary by then?"

Because she knew that if Wilson was really angry, it was no one's face to give.

Rosemary knows that Sunny is concerned about her and is fighting for what she is going through now.

"Now that you know, you should stop messing around!"

After Edmund finished speaking, Sunny suddenly turned her head and said, "So what if I know,

anyway, in your minds, I will always be an overgrown child who doesn't know anything!"

The words fell, Joseph's face, a slight change.

Even Edmund's face became unpleasant.

They also know that Sunny really cares about Rosemary, but in the current situation, even they can't

help much.

Rosemary looked at Sunny and said, "Sunny, don't worry about it, it's between me and your Wilson,

we'll take care of it ourselves, even if we get divorced later, it's between me and him, you can't interfere

with the amount of things between us as a couple!"

"I got it!"

Sunny said what he had just said and realized he had said the wrong thing.

After glancing at Joseph, who had pursed his lips without speaking, Sunny felt a pang of tension in her

heart.

Did I really say the wrong thing just now?

Thinking about her future relationship path, Sunny couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Well, let's pack up our stuff later and go back!"

Rosemary finished, but her heart was bitter.

Joseph looked at her with that hard face and wanted to comfort her, but found he didn't know how to

speak.

Going from z-city to Cornshire was like a dream for Rosemary.

A nightmare that plunges from the top of the clouds to hell in an instant.

Before Rosemary even arrived in Cornshire, she was taken directly back to a villa he had arranged by

someone sent by Wilson.

This shows how much Wilson dislikes Rosemary and kills the idea of her entering The Grant family

directly in the cradle.

As soon as Wilson returned, he brought Rita into the villa in a dignified manner.

Even when both Joseph and Edmund objected, he did not take their words to heart, but simply ordered

Rosemary's luggage to be moved to the guest room and Rita to be put into the second bedroom.

Rosemary knew that Wilson had put Rita in the second bedroom just for show. After all, Rita was a rich

girl, and if outsiders knew that Wilson had put her in his master bedroom, they were worried that Rita

would be pointed out by others.

Wilson has been back for a week now and hasn't even entered the doorway of her room.

Every time she saw the servants whispering, Rosemary's heart felt like a pinch.

"The Great Young Lady, lunch is ready, you'd better eat something first!" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The butler came to the door of Rosemary's room and addressed her.

"I'm not hungry right now ......"

"Not hungry also go to eat, the kitchen inside the house is not specially prepared for you alone, it is

difficult to wait for you to be hungry, but also let the kitchen to open a small stove for you?"

Wilson's icy voice rang out, making Rosemary's single, thin body shudder.

Turning back, Rosemary saw the expressionless face, and Rita was attached to Wilson's body as if she

had no bones, making Rosemary feel very uncomfortable inside.

"Young Master!"

The butler smiled faintly at Wilson, nodded respectfully and said, "The Great Young Lady is pregnant

now, and is often without appetite, as Dr. Edmund had said when he came to the house!"

"Butler, order down, call Rita The Great Young Lady from now on, and as for her ......" Wilson's eyes

looked coldly at Rosemary, without a trace of emotion, he said. "Just call Miss Harris!"

"But ......"

"There is no but!"

Wilson's body on has almost healed, and speaks extremely harshly, "What I said, do not understand?"

"Yes, I got it!"

The housekeeper gave Rosemary a sympathetic look, then said, "Miss Harris, go down and have some

dinner first!"

"You, come in with me!"

Rosemary, who was about to follow the butler down, looked up and saw Wilson looking at her, and her

body shook slightly.

But the bottom of the eyes, there is no longer the old gentle, replaced by indifference and even with a

touch of dislike.

Nodding, Rosemary followed Wilson's lead and watched him walk into the room with Rita's tiny waist

on his arm, her heart, stabbed hard.

Wilson helped Rita to sit down in front of the bed, then took out a document from inside the drawer and

walked to Rosemary's face.

"Sign this divorce agreement!"

Put the document in your hand in front of Rosemary's face.

Rosemary looked up and met Wilson's unruffled eyes, her lips curled into a bitter smile.

The divorce agreement was accepted with a slightly shaky hand, the fingertips touched Wilson's hand,

but he used a tug, the look of disgust, looking at her heartbreak.

The corners of his lips, all bitterness.

Taking a pen from the table, Rosemary trembled and wrote her name on it.

Looking at the strokes, each of which weighed several thousand pounds, Rosemary didn't know how

she could finish speaking about her writing.

Lifting his head, he said to him, "Finish signing!"

"You can go down now!"

Looking at Rosemary's eyes, I don't know why, Wilson's heart, some strange feeling.

A little heartache, and a little smothering.

It's like there's something that I want to know, but I can't remember.

"Wilson, are you okay!"

Rita asked, taking Wilson's hand.

"I'm fine, I'll be ready to go to work tomorrow!"

"That's good, as long as you're okay, I'm relieved!"

Rita deliberately leaned her entire body into Wilson's arms and looked at Rosemary with a provocative

face.