Savage Love On His Wheelchair

297 Is the child yours?

"Well, you do not think too much, the boat to the bridge is naturally straight, some things will naturally

fall out when the time comes!"

"Is it true?" Looking at Wilson, a hint of doubt flashed inside Rosemary's eyes.

Looking at her, from inside her eyes, one can see that there is something else hidden inside the words

she is asking now.

Tammy smiled as Wilson looked at her and replied, "By the sound of your voice, it seems like

something else is bothering you?"

Raising an eyebrow sympathetically, Rosemary looked at Wilson and asked, "If I say it, will you tell me

the answer I want truthfully?"

"Okay, as soon as I know, I will tell you."

Looking at Wilson, the expression on Rosemary's face also turned serious.

"Who is Ellen?"

"It's me." Rosemary obviously didn't expect that he would admit it so quickly.

"But ......"

Before Rosemary had even finished speaking, Wilson already knew what she wanted to say later.

"I can't tell you this, but the only person who knows about this matter, other than the four of them, is

Anthony!"

Looking at Rosemary, Wilson knew she must be in over her head right now, but if she didn't tell her

what was going on, she would keep dwelling on these issues, which would only drive a wedge between

them.

Although Wilson's answer was something he expected, Rosemary was still surprised when it really

came out of his mouth.

What kind of secret does he have that he has to pretend to be sick in bed for three years and can't

even tell his family.

Looking at her belly, Rosemary looked up at Wilson and whispered, "So is the baby inside my belly ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

yours?"

Nodding his head, Wilson said, "It's mine!"

The moment she heard Wilson's admission, Rosemary felt that the weight she was carrying seemed to

disappear without a trace in an instant.

She doesn't know now whether she should be happy or angry.

Wilson looked at Rosemary, who was not speaking, and asked worriedly, "Are you angry?"

"It would be a lie to say that I'm not angry. Although I don't know for what reason you hid yourself in the

dark for three years, but since you won't say anything, I believe you have a reason for not saying

anything, and I'm not angry about that."

After hearing what Rosemary said, Wilson's heart was a little better. His biggest worry was that in case

Rosemary knew all this, she would ignore him or even leave him, which is why he hadn't told her the

truth about what happened recently. If it weren't for Anthony's affair, he probably wouldn't have told her

this.

Wilson reached out and took Rosemary's hand and said, "Rosemary, thank fate for sending you to me,

will you be the one to stand by my side?"

Holding each other's hands tightly, Rosemary smiled faintly and said, "Aren't I already by your side?"

Rosemary now finally understood what Wilson said in Venice, so he had known her for a long time, no

wonder he said she was his chosen wife.

Two people took each other's hands and smiled at each other.

"Her aunt, bring a bucket over here!" Before the uncle arrived, his voice had already arrived first.

Seeing the uncle carrying a basket full of fish, Rosemary hurriedly went to walk to the kitchen and took

out a bucket and put it on the floor.

"Uncle, there are a lot of fish today!" Looking at the fish poured out from inside the fish basket,

Rosemary said with a smile.

"It's you two who are blessed, I haven't gotten that much fish in a long time!"

Seeing the carp alive inside the bucket, the uncle was in a particularly good mood.

Wilson looked at the carp inside the barrel and said, "These are wild carp, use them to make soup, the

taste is sweet and delicious, outside, such wild carp are in short supply!"

Hearing Wilson's words, the uncle laughed and said, "In a poor country like ours, these fish are used to

cook and eat in soup at home. We do not have a market near here, the nearest town is forty kilometers

away from here, because it is too far, it is impossible to get the fish to sell there."

Hearing the words of the uncle, Wilson's brow was furrowed, what kind of village is this, how can it be

so poor?

"Uncle, can you tell me a little bit about your place?"

"Yes!" With those words, the uncle put the things in his hand aside and walked to his seat.

Looking up at Wilson, Rosemary knew that Wilson was taking in what she had just said.

If this place can really be developed, it will be a great thing for the people inside the village.

Rosemary saw their men chatting, and she couldn't interfere with them, so she simply carried the carp

that Uncle had gotten back and went to the kitchen.

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, Rosemary saw the older woman sitting in front of the stove

with the fire burning.

"Auntie, this is the fish Uncle got back!"

The older woman put two firewood inside the stove, and when she saw Rosemary coming in with the

bucket, she stood up, patted the dust on herself, and said, "Oh, put it down, be careful of hurting the

child!"

With these words, he hurried over and picked up the bucket from Rosemary's hand.

"In the future, such heavy work, you do not move, let the aunt herself to do!" Although

"Auntie, I'm not that delicate!" Rosemary knew that the child that the elder aunt used to carry was

because she had to do farming work at that time, which led to the fact that she never got pregnant until

later, so now when she saw Rosemary doing these things, her heart naturally followed the tension.

With those words, Rosemary went to sit on top of the stool in front of the stove, ready to help the older

woman with the fire.

"You, too, do not be too careless, or be careful!"

"Eh, I'll pay attention in the future!"

It felt really good to have someone to love and worry about, and a warm feeling welled up in

Rosemary's heart.

When the older woman saw Rosemary sitting in front of the stove, she hurriedly said, "You go out and

do it outside, there's too much grease and smoke in here, it's too choking."

With a slight smile, Rosemary replied, "It's okay, I'll sit here and talk to you!"

"So you left your family's outside, aren't you worried he'll get mad?" Looking at Rosemary, the older

woman teased from the sidelines.

"He's talking to Uncle?" While putting firewood inside the stove, he said.

When she heard Rosemary say this, the older woman stopped talking and grabbed a carp out of the

bucket and started cleaning it.

"Girl, enlarge a little fire inside the stove!"

"Good!" Rosemary took the firewood and threw it one by one inside the stove, and within a few

minutes, a thick smoke spread out from inside the stove.

"Ahem ......"

Looking at the smoke spreading out, Rosemary didn't know what was going on and just choked and

coughed from the smoke.

The aunt just finished cleaning the fish, from outside a little clean water came in, saw the kitchen inside

the smoke rolling, eyes can not open.