Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Chapter 017 Take you to Wilson

Rosemary came to her senses and saw everyone in the audience laughed at the pastor’s words, and

some of them were already talking about it.

There was more and more chatter on the ground. Rosemary took a deep breath and smiled sweetly.

She took the bridesmaid’s ring and put it on her ring finger.

…

Rosemary sat in the limousine, looking at the scenery. The car pulled up to a detached cottage and

stopped.

On the vermilion gate there were two bright yellow round brass lion heads. The bright light on the gate

made the bronze lions’ heads shine like gold. All these were showing that the master was

extraordinary.

Rosemary had always thought her home was great, but now it was nothing compared to The Grant

family’s house.

The gate of the villa opened slowly and the car stopped slowly in the villa. Owen, the butler, opened the

door respectfully and said, “The Young Mrs. Grant, here we are. Please follow me.”

Rosemary smiled politely at Owen and followed him inside.

“This is your room.” Owen opened the door and said reverently to Rosemary.

“Owen, what room are Grandma and mom and dad in?” Rosemary asked, turning to Owen.

“The Old Mrs. Grant loved silence. She lived in a yard at the back of the villa. Mr. and Mrs. Grant live

on the east side of the villa. As for Mr. Chad Grant, he lives on the west side of the house.” Owen

introduced them one by one.

“You have to take a bath and have a rest. I’ll take you to Wilson Grant later, ma’am.”

Rosemary nodded, smiled and said, “Okay.” Then she turned and walked back to the room.

Owen looked at Rosemary’s back with a grave expression on his face. “I wish Mr. Wilson Grant would

wake up...” he muttered.

Rosemary went into her room. Looking at the furnishings, she sighed and went to the bathroom.

“Owen, you go check on The Young Mr. Grant and see if she’s ready.” Marian said slowly from the

couch to Owen.

Rosemary was about to go downstairs when she heard Marian’s voice, so she went downstairs quietly.

“Mom, are you looking for me?” Rosemary smiled as she walked over to Marian. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Sit down, please.”

“Thank you, mom.”

Marian looked at Rosemary lightly and carefully before saying slowly, “Rosemary, you’re married into

our family now, and Owen will fill you in on some rules.”

“I got it.” Rosemary replied skillfully.

Seeing Marian sitting there looking at her with a blank expression on her face, Rosemary’s gut told her

that she didn’t like her.

After a while, Marian stood up and said, “Come on, I’ll take you to Wilson.”

Rosemary got up and followed Marian down a hallway next door.

Marian walked to a room door and stopped, then grabbed the key and opened the door. Rosemary had

got all kinds of scenarios going on in her head about how she was going to meet Wilson Grant.

Just as Rosemary was in a trance, Marian’s voice rant out coldly, “Rosemary, what’s wrong with you?”

Rosemary then realized that she was still standing in the same doorway and Marian had walked to the

door of a room ahead.

“Well, it’s nothing.” Rosemary quickly followed.

Marian looked at her with some displeasure, and she didn’t like her much more because she thought

she had married them for money.

“Come in. You go inside and change into these sterile clothes. Remove all jewelry from your body.

Don’t leave anything on your body.” Marian ordered without expression.