Savage Love On His Wheelchair

"Is it really inconvenient to go upstairs?" Edmund chewed on the meaning of the words, looking at Rosemary's eyes with a few moments of inquiry inside.

Looking a little weak, Rosemary hurriedly said, "It's getting late, | should get srest!" Giving her a deep look, Edmund nodded and said, "It is indeed tto get srest." Looking at Edmund, Rosemary said, "That ...... if you have nothing more to do, then I will go to rest!" "I haven't even finished my sentence, do you think it's appropriate for you to leave now?" Meeting Edmund's eyes, Rosemary said, "Edmund, | know it's rude ofto talk like this, and it's true that it's inappropriate forto do so, but don't you think it's even more inappropriate for the two of us to be standing here?" The words fell, Edmund's eyes gathered slightly, "Are you saying that my being here will give the wrong impression that something is wrong with the two of us?" "No!" Shaking his head, Rosemary looked at Edmund and wondered what the hell he wanted.

Suddenly there was the sound of a door opening upstairs.

Looking up, Rosemary saw Wilson standing there by the parapet, in a loose bathrobe.

The corners of his lips hooked up slightly as he looked at Rosemary and said, "What, staying up in the middle of the night, planning to seduce my brother?" "I didn't!" Rosemary looked up at Wilson and subconsciously said, only to have him simply ignore her.

"Edmund, what kind of woman don't you want, this woman has a heavy heart, not simple, you'd better stay away from her!" "What kind of a woman she is, | think we need to sit down and talk about it!" "Yes!" Wilson raised his face and said indifferently, "It just so happens that | also have something | want to talk to you about!" Living down, Wilson soon arrived at the door of Rosemary's room.

Looking at Edmund, who was standing in the doorway of the room with no intention of leaving, he said, "It's better to settle things between us brothers ourselves." The words fell, Wilson turned directly, Edmund followed directly up.

Looking at Edmund's departing back, Rosemary wanted to say something, but felt as if she had no right to speak.

Edmund took out a cigarette, white slender fingers holding the cigarette, took out a lighter to light the cigarette, light exhale a mouthful of smoke, white smoke in the air in a circle slowly haloed, until it disappeared.

"Say it!" "Shouldn't you be the one to say that first?" Narrowing his eyes slightly, Edmund said.

"No matter who says it first, what they want to say should be the same!" As Wilson's words fell, Edmund cup to him and whispered, "Do you really have amnesia after all?" "What do you mean by asking that?" "| just want to know if you really have amnesia, or ......" Before Edmund could finish his words, Wilson shrugged and said, "I don't know what has happened over the years, but Rita is my fiancée, she has been by my side for so many years, | believe her feelings for me, she would not betray me." "Her feelings for you?" "Even if you didn't have any feelings for her in the first place, and you left you when you needed her, does none of this matter to you?" Wilson raised his face to look at Edmund and said, "You're wrong, | love her! And she's not the kind of woman you're talking about. This Rosemary | don't know what my grandmother and my mother and father did to bring her back to The Grant family, but since she's pregnant with my child now, I'm not going to ignore it, I'll let her go when she's done having her baby!" "If that's the case, why did you let someone get pregnant with your child in the first place, you might as well just let her go!" "Their family received so much bride price from my The Grant family, why should I let her go so easily?" Looking at Wilson, Edmund said, "You haven't forgotten this one?" "Should | forget?" Wilson waved his hand, although sthings he had forgotten, but all those information that he found out, he did not forget.

"Don't forget, your heart loves Rosemary to the end!" "Forget it, forget it!" Wilson picked up the red wine from the side, took two red wine glasses, poured two glasses, picked up a glass of red wine and garnished it with a light sip.

The sour taste of red wine between his lips and teeth made him feel a rush of relaxation.

Just gently shaking in his hands, smelling the faint fragrance of wine, for a long time, before saying, "Why don't you talk?" "Nothing, just don't want you to regret it!" Looking at Edmund, Wilson asked rhetorically, "Why should | regret it? There are so many women in the world, it's not like Rosemary is the only one, not to mention that | have Rita now, all other women can be indifferent to me." "Haven't you always hated women who love vanity?" "Maybe!" Wilson looked at the glass of red wine, then said, "You wouldn't say Rita is a vain girl!" "I don't think | need to tell you about this matter! This is something that everyone already knows!" Crystal glass in his slender between gently shaking, after a while said: "She is not a vain girl, at first she leftis have no choice but to have the bitterness, this matter | already know." There was a flicker of wavering in Wilson's brow, but it was soon gone.

Slowly standing up and looking at Edmund, he asked, "Edmund, you're so concerned about her, you're not in love with her, are you!" "Shouldn't | know if my best friend likes his wife?" "Wilson, | feel disappointed in what you're doing right now!" Edmund followed suit and stood up straight in front of him, saying, "I find your brain is getting out of whack now!" "But | think I'm normal now!" Edmund pointed his hand downstairs and said, "If you're thinking properly, you can think about it, Rosemary was able to conceive a child so quickly and get close to you, shouldn't you think about why that is?" A tingling pain cfrom inside Wilson's head, but soon, it disappeared.

Touching his eyebrows lightly, he said, "It's true that | don't remember exactly what happened before | lost my memory, and | don't think that's necessary!" "There's no need for that is there!" "What if uncle won't let you marry Rita?" "I won't marry Rita for a while, because Rosemary and | can't divorce right now.

Wilson spoke faintly, as if he were detailing the usual.

Edmund looked at Wilson's bemused expression and was furious, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He really wanted to know at this moment, what drugs Rita had drugged with him? To be able to make him trust her that much to death, just don't even believe his words anymore.

"And what exactly do you want to do by keeping her behind?"