Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Edmund and Rosemary went to the supermarket, pushed the cart and started shopping.

"Edmund, is there a dish you'd like to eat?" Rosemary asks as she picks out the ingredients Wilson likes to eat.

"I can do anything, I'm basically not a picky eater!" "Is that so?" Looking up at him, Rosemary thought of Wilson's earlier comment that he would eat anything, and when she heard the look on Bitter Gourd's face, she wanted to laugh.

"Laughing at what, laughing so hard?" "Nothing, it just occurred tothat just now | asked Wilson what he wanted to eat and he said he was whatever he wanted, then | was going to make him a bitter melon full meal tonight and when he heard that, his whole face fell down." "I'm afraid this is one of the things Wilson finds most embarrassing, right? He can always say that he is not afraid of the world, but only afraid of eating bitter gourd, and again before, when he heard the word bitter gourd, his body will inexplicably get a red rash?" Edmund remembered the previous things, the corners of his mouth can not help but raise a smile, that tthey can be considered carefree, do anything without looking ahead, until after that incident, everything has changed! "A red rash, it can't be that exaggerated!" Rosemary's hand holding the vegetables couldn't help but stop and look at Edmund incredulously.

"If you don't believe me, take Wilson's clothes off later when you get back and you'll see if I'm exaggerating!" This is really an oddball, his heart is in the end how much to resist this thing, is there a feud with bitter melon in a previous life.

"Rosemary, did you get your memory back?" Edmund, standing behind her, watched Rosemary pick into the basket all of Wilson's favorites as well as his favorite foods, and who would have told her this if she hadn't recovered her memory.

The hand holding the things slightly stiff, so many people Edmund has always been the most careful, she has been very careful, did not expect him to see it.

"Edmund, | want you to keep this a secret for me, | don't want everyone to know that | have recovered my memory just yet!" Edmund looked at her with a suspicious look, "Can't Wilson talk about it too?" Rosemary shook her head, if she let him know that she had regained her memory, she was worried that with his feelings for her, it would be easy for others to see the breach.

"Rosemary, do you know how Wilson has been over these years? He wanted to end his life several times to go down to be with you because he always felt that it was his failure to protect you that kept you and the child away from him, and because of this, he couldn't sleep all night long and always relied on sleeping pills to force himself to sleep." Listening to Edmund's words, Rosemary was already in tears and couldn't believe how he had survived all these years.

"lI don't want to tell him, but | can't. Edmund, please believe me, | don't want to tell him, but | have a real problem, | can't let them follow us into danger!" Since marrying Wilson, whether it's true for her or true for Wilson, there are too many people who look at them in a bad light, not to mention that Wilson is not as simple as they seem, he's like a mystery, a mystery that everyone can't solve.

She knew that if she went to ask him, she would tell her, but she was also aware that the reason he didn't tell her was that he didn't want her to be hurt more.

The life of the gentry is far from as good as they think. In her opinion, Wilson is already very powerful, but such a powerful person can do nothing about sthings, so it is clear that the person behind him has to be far more powerful than he is.

"Who are they?" Edmund does not know what has happened to Rosemary here for more than a year, but the person who can make her go out of her way to hide it from Wilson, it is clear that they have far more weight in her heart than Wilson.

"Edmund, if | tell you, you'll help me, right?" Maybe telling him might help her in case something's up.

In the face of Rosemary's convinced gaze, Edmund just wanted to refuse and did not know how to say, not to mention that the woman in front of him is his most important woman.

"Fool, even if you tellwho they are, | will definitely help you!" Who made him have only one her in his heart! "This is not the place to talk about it, I'll meet you in your office tomorrow morning!" "Good!" After buying and paying the bill, when they returned to the apartment with their things, Joseph was already there.

Once he saw their return, Joseph smiled and said, "You guys are back, if | don't see you again, Wilson will be ready to go down and pick up the people himself!" "Which is not as exaggerated as you say, we just look at today's fresh, so we bought smore back, only to delay a while, besides, Edmund in, you still have what to worry about!" Rosemary said while putting the things in her hands on the table, with a slight tone of reproach in her voice.

As if to say Wilson's nerves popped too tight, they were only out for half an hour.

"Yeah, Rosemary didn't know Wilson's and your tastes, so she asked my opinion while doing so, which is why it took a while!" Edmund explained with a smile, as if everything looked very natural, no meaningful breakthrough.

"Now that the enemy is dark and | am clear, it is better to be cautious!" After all, being careful makes the boat go on forever, if he wasn't injured now, he would hate to have her with him twenty-four hours a day so he would feel grounded.

Wilson's fears are not unreasonable, just like this trip to the tour, is not to let someone move behind the scenes? Sometimes a lot of things do make people defensive.

Placing her things on the table, Rosemary walked over to Wilson and smiled, "I know you're worried about me, but | always need a little personal space too! You can't havefollowing you around all day long!" "It's good to be a Siamese!" Hearing his words, Rosemary was speechless and rolled her eyes, how suddenly there was a feeling of playing the piano to the cow.

"No more talk, I'm going to cook!" With that said, Rosemary left them alone and went straight to work in the kitchen.

"How's the investigation going? Do we know who's behind it?" As soon as Rosemary left, Edmund took a seat directly across from them.

"Got it, it's Rita!" Joseph took a sip of coffee and said faintly.

"She really has a lot of guts, it seems he is determined to kill you two this time!" "So what are you going to do with her?" With Wilson's character, for this kind of woman, usually just leave things to others, so as not to get their hands dirty.