Savage Love On His Wheelchair

When Nathaniel heard What Winnie Hoffmann said, he stopped and looked out at the view. Then with a gentle look on his face, he said, "It's just as well!"

Winnie Hoffmann's eyes were filled with jealousy. Why was she, an ordinary woman, able to win his admiration, while she, who had been by his side for nearly five years, had turned even the most basic gesture of intimacy, arm-twisting, into a luxury?

Rosemary took Tina and finally ran out. That was a real shame today. She never expected Nathaniel to suddenly stand up.

Tina ran out of breath. Now she was holding onto the tree beside the road.

"Rosemary, what the hell just happened to you? Why are you suddenly dragging me out of there?" Tina still didn't know why they were running.

Rosemary rolled her eyes at her friend, who was holding a tree and gasping for breath. "Tina, why don't you stop being so obsessed with Nathaniel? It was humiliating!"

Tina paused for a moment, then suddenly thought of the reason why Rosemary had pulled her out.

She looked up and grinned, "Rosemary, I'm a nympho, but you're no better than me! You were just about to kiss him."

"Tina, don't talk nonsense. I meant to tell him to get out of there early, but he suddenly stood up. Didn't I run out as soon as I realized it?" Rosemary thought it was dangerous to know men who were too flashy. "Don't you think that ever since I met Nathaniel and Edmund, I've become a threat to every woman in Cornshire? I'm already afraid to be around them now. They are too dazzling." Rosemary said quietly.

What Rosemary didn't know was that in the near future, she would not only be a thorn in the side of women in Cornshire, but also women abroad.

"All right, all right, let's go back! Tomorrow is a day off. Where are you going?" Tina asked with a smile.

Rosemary was going to be at home tomorrow, but then she realized that tomorrow was John Sawyer and Daisy's engagement. Her head ached at the thought.

"I'll go home tomorrow and won't come out. You should also have a good rest at home!"

Rosemary sighed. How time flied, two months had passed. She still hadn't figured out what to do about what Marian told her. She never knew when The Grant family would kick her out.

Rosemary came back and had dinner and went to Wilson Grant's room. She looked at the man still in bed and thought about what Marian had said. How could she give birth to the next heir to The Grant family?

"Wilson Grant, you're not mad at me for not seeing you in days, are you? I came here today to tell you that Marian has asked me to produce the next heir to The Grant family, and I really don't know what to do right now. I don't think it will be long before The Grant family kicks me out!"

Rosemary, what the hell was wrong with you? How could you say that to a patient? You really were hopeless.

Her face burned at the thought of coming and telling him she wanted a baby.

Looking at the people on the bed, Rosemary said lightly said, "I was just saying. Don't take it too seriously. I'm gonna go to my room and see you later." Rosemary walked out of Wilson's room and was about to go back to her room when Edmund was standing in the doorway waiting for something.

"Edmund, long time no see! Where have you been lately? I haven't seen you visit Wilson in days." Rosemary said with a smile.

Edmund didn't expect to see Rosemary on his first day back. He said happily, "Rosemary, are you visiting Wilson so late?"

He had not seen her for over half a month and she was more beautiful than ever.

Seeing that he had been staring at her, Rosemary's hand touched her face awkwardly and said, "Edmund, is there something on my face?"

"No, no. I just think you've lost weight lately!" Edmund Johnson was careful to hide his love.

"Really?"

Rosemary reached up and stroked her face, "I feel like I'm putting on weight, you know? I'm getting oil out of my face." And she pinched her cheek gently. Edmund was cheered by her action, "Come on!"

"Don't stand outside all the time. Why don't you go in and sit down?" Rosemary asked with a smile, getting a little sore on her feet.

"No, I just came back from abroad today and I have some business to take care of. We can talk about it later." Edmund said gently.

Rosemary noticed it was late and said, "Well, be careful on the road then!"

His eyes rested on Rosemary for a few seconds, then he walked toward the garage.

Rosemary thought Edmund was acting weird when he came back, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

After a busy day, Rosemary felt like she was falling apart. She didn't realize it was such a hard job. The thought of running into Nathaniel at the studio today made Rosemary nervous. What if she was the headline tomorrow morning?

Rosemary was falling apart. What had she done? How would she explain that to Darren and Marian if she and Nathaniel were misinterpreted?

The Grant family originally asked her to marry into The Grant family because she was born on July 15th to bring Wilson good luck. But now it had been more than two months, and Wilson Grant wasn't getting any better. What should she do?

Changing into pajamas, Rosemary lay in bed and looked up at the ceiling. Marian's words were like a wind blowing in her ears. What was she supposed to do?

Rosemary thought about the things that gave her a headache and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, a tall figure crept softly onto her bed.

They made love all night. She tried several times to wake up, but her heavy eyelids prevented her from doing so.

The first rays of the morning sun were warm on the windowsill, and its intricate reflections reflected in the upscale carpet.

She lay naked in bed. Her pale pink body was covered with a silk quilt and her white arms lay casually at her sides.