Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 377

"Edmund I'm sorry I can't tell you right now, I want to get my life back, I'm not the old Rosemary anymore and I really don't want to go back to the old days."

"What about Wilson?" Edmund looked at Rosemary, "Can you really forget about him?"

As the words fell, Edmund seemed to think of something and asked, "What about your and Wilson's children?"

Looking down at her stomach, Rosemary's face was filled with bitterness. "The baby?" It was long gone along with her fall into the sea.

"You kept it?"

Edmund looked at her in amazement, I don't think so!

How much Rosemary cared for that child was evident to them.

How could she have aborted that baby?

"Rosemary, I didn't mean it that way, I just ......"

"Yes, the baby is indeed gone!" Rosemary lowered her head and whispered, "It's kind of one life for one life!"

"What do you mean?"

Edmund looked at her and asked in disbelief, "Don't you tell me that the child was not on the edge of the cliff, I was looking for you everywhere as soon as I got the call from the housekeeper, and when we got there, only ......"

"What?"

Rosemary slowly looked up at Edmund, "I suppose you guys think I'm not in this world anymore!"

"I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you, and Wilson he ......"

"Please don't mention this person's name in front of me in the future!" Rosemary interrupted Edmund, "My name is Vanessa now, and you can call me Vanessa in the future, but ......"

"Edmund, I want to forget what happened before, including all of you!"

"But I want to take care of you!" Edmund suddenly reached out and grabbed Rosemary's hand, "If you don't mind, I want to take care of you!"

"I mind!"

Rosemary broke away from Edmund's hand,, and said, "You're Wilson's brother, and I know you've always been good to me, and more than that, I know you're sympathetic to me, and that's why you said what you said, but I don't need to be pitied yet."

"Rosemary, you know, I'm not ......"

"Edmund, what are you talking about with my girlfriend? Talking so happily?"

"No, just was talking and got into it, sorry!"

Releasing Rosemary's hand, Edmund smiled faintly and said.

"Marcy, I'm a little sick, I'm going back first!"

Seeing Marcy coming over, Rosemary turned to him.

She just wants to get out of this place now and doesn't want to stay for a minute.

"Marcy, since Miss Harris is not feeling well, I'll leave you to it, we'll get together some other time!"

Edmund knew Rosemary must be in mixed emotions to see him now, now that he knows she's alive, and as for what comes after, there's still time for that later.

"Good, then I will not send, wait for two days we two brothers in a good few drinks!"

"A deal is a deal!"

"Butler, give Master Edmund a lift for me!"

"Actually, I don't think Heidi knows about you either!"

After Marcy asked, Rosemary nodded, "She is, however, unaware."

"I was going to ask the last time I was at your place, but I could tell by looking at her eyes that she didn't really know anything, probably because she was still young and she was very trusting of you."

Rosemary looked up, "Don't worry, I didn't mean to hurt anyone!"

Turning her head to look into Rosemary's eyes, Marcy replied, "I know!"

"Hmm?"

Raising her head, Rosemary looked at Marcy with a flash of surprise inside her eyes.

"The first time I met you was in Venice, and at that time you spoke in a very impulsive tone, but the moment I was targeted, a small gesture of yours had betrayed you!"

Looking at Rosemary, Marcy couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are the first woman who dared to blow up with me, so I have a special deep as well as for you, until I met you again on the sea, I think we are still really destined to be together."

"Marcy, there's a question I've been wanting to ask you!"

Marcy looked at her and gestured for her to continue.

"You're in the mob, right?"

"Yes, to say you don't believe it, the last time I met you in Venice, it was the mob that was arresting me, at that time I was physically injured, and in the absence of a solution, I just mixed in with the tourists to hide my identity."

Looking at Rosemary, Marcy suddenly asked, "Do you think we're bloody?"

"No, in fact, not long after you saved me, I have probably known your identity, until the time I went to Africa, my heart is more sure, I ask you now, just want to hear you say it!"