The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

"Alright." Wayne pulled out an ice cream cone from the bag, ripping off the wrapper, and handed it to Rosalynn. "Make do for now. Next time we come to visit grandpa, grandma, and mom, I promise you'll get to enjoy the old-fashioned ice cream you love."

Rosalynn smiled and nodded, taking the cone from him.

As the sun climbed higher, its golden blaze scattered the mist clinging to the hills.

Rosalynn took a deep breath, her gaze wandering towards the direction of the family plot, her expression relaxed and content.

Wayne sat down beside her, unwrapping another cone, sitting shoulder to shoulder with her.

His eyes, however, were drawn to the winding road that snaked up from the foot of the hill.d2

Ever since the plane crash, the recurring nightmare that haunted Wayne during his illness was always the same: a dreary, rainy day, Rosalynn alone, clutching her grandmother's portrait as she made her way uphill, then kneeling alone by the gravestone all day.

With every attempt, he tried to run to her, to be by her side.

But no matter how hard he tried, she seemed to get further and further away.

Thankfully, by some stroke of luck, god had blessed him, shown him mercy, and offered a chance to make things right.

After finishing their ice cream and resting a while longer, Rosalynn stretched lazily, "Let's head back before the sun gets too harsh."

"Alright." Wayne nodded in agreement. Hand in hand, they took another path down the hill.

As Wayne went to pay the parking fee, Rosalynn stood there, glancing subconsciously towards the road.

After she had decided to part ways with Wayne that year, she and Noah had come to pay respects to their family. It was here that Wayne had caught her off guard as she was leaving. Back then, Rosalynn never imagined there would be a future with Wayne.

All she had wanted was to escape.

Strictly speaking, even five years later, when she returned to the H Country, Rosalynn had never anticipated any continuation with Wayne.

Now, she felt content with everything, only feeling a deep debt to Noah.

After paying the fee, Wayne turned to see Rosalynn staring blankly towards the road.

He knew that spot all too well. After all, it was where he had found her, the one he had been searching for tirelessly, when she first disappeared from his life.

What he had witnessed, however, was her being intimate with her childhood friend right there.

Wayne recalled the intensity of his anger back then, wanting nothing more than to end Noah's life.

"Has Noah reached out to you since then?" Wayne approached and asked softly.

Rosalynn shook her head, replying, "He said once he left, he wouldn't look back."

Wayne lowered his eyes, "I owe him an apology."

Rosalynn looked at Wayne, saying gently, "We both owe him. So, if he or his family ever need help, we must not hesitate." "Absolutely!" Wayne agreed without hesitation.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Let's go. Before we head back to H City, let's sort out this ice cream factory business!" Rosalynn said, taking Wayne's hand.