Savage Love On His Wheelchair

“Rosemary, who is that guy? How handsome he is!” Tina asked with a dazed look on her face.

“He's a friend of mine.” Rosemary pulled Tina around the crowd to Edmund Johnson.

“Edmund, what are you doing here? Waiting for your friend?” Rosemary smiled.

“Yes. I'm here to wait for you.” Edmund Johnson said with a laugh.

Rosemary pulled Tina and said to Edmund Johnson, “This is my good friend, Tina Baker.” “Tina, this is my friend Edmund Johnson.” “Hello, Miss Baker.” Edmund Johnson said with a laugh.

“Hello, Mr. Johnson!” Tina said nervously.

Seeing Tina was nervous, Rosemary put her arm around her and said, “Tina, you're getting nervous.” Tina was a little embarrassed at her words, she quickly said, “Rosemary, | have something to do. I'm gonna go now.” Then she disappeared into the crowd in a hurry.

Rosemary turned to Edmund Johnson and asked, “Edmund, what did you want to see me about?” Edmund Johnson saw Rosemary's puzzled eyes and smiled, “I heard Owen say you were coming to school, and | heard him call his driver to pick you up. | was so bored that | came looking for you.” “So that's how it is. | thought Jack was still sick.” Rosemary's smile widened.

“Let's go! | told Owen when | got here that you wouldn't be home for dinner tonight.” Edmund Johnson said to Rosemary and.

Hearing Edmund Johnson's words, Rosemary's concerns were removed and she turned and got into her car.

Edmund Johnson closed the door for Rosemary, then turned and got into the car. “Rosemary, do you like Mexican food?” “Yes. I'm not picky about what | eat.” Rosemary said softly.

“I know a Mexican restaurant that has really good food. You might like that.” Edmund Johnson said with a smile.

The car pulled into a Mexican restaurant. Edmund Johnson opened the door for Rosemary, and they walked together to the western restaurant.

“Welcome!” The waiter opened the door and said respectfully.

The waiter showed them to a window seat. Edmund Johnson politely opened Rosemary's seat and took a seat opposite.

“Rosemary, see what you want to eat.” Edmund then handed Rosemary the menu.

“Dr. Johnson, what a coincidence!” Chad Grant smiled politely.

“Mr. Grant, what a small world! Have you had dinner yet? If not, please join us!” Edmund Johnson said politely.

Chad Grant smiled. “I haven't had dinner yet, so why not?” Rosemary was shocked to see that Chad Grant was back to his normal self. What was he really like? Why was he so different to others than he was to her? Edmund Johnson had a faint smile on his face, “Mr. Grant, what brings you here to eat today?” Chad looked at Edmund quietly and said, “I met a client around here today. | heard the food here is very good, and | happened to be a little hungry. | didn’t expect to see you here.” “Oh, | didn’t expect you to go so far in your business so soon after you joined the company. Congratulations!” Edmund exclaimed with a smile.

“May | help you?” The waiter asked respectfully.

Rosemary looked at the menu, smiled and said, “I'll have the filet mignon medium rare and a cappuccino, please.” “I'll have the filet mignon medium rare and the latte, too.” Chad Grant smiled faintly.

Edmund, seeing that they were all finished, ordered, “A rare French steak and coffee with caramel, and tiramisu for dessert.” Edmund closed the menu and handed it to the waiter. “Thank you,” he said with a faint smile.

Seeing that Edmund ordered a tiramisu, Rosemary asked curiously, “Edmund, do you like cake?” Edmund looked Rosemary in the eye with a faint smile and said gently, “Kind of. But | prefer the meaning, like caramel coffee, that taste is what | want most.” Rosemary did not speak. Instead, she was thinking over Edmund's words.

“Here's your meal, sir.” The waiter laid out the meal in good order.

“Please enjoy your meal.” Chad smiled slyly as Edmund said, “Dr. Johnson was right. Although some things are good, but after all, they do not belong to us, so we can only see from afar. Do you think I'm right?” “You're right, Mr. Grant. If something clearly does not belong to us, we had better give up as soon as possible. Like the coffee in your hand. If it doesn’t taste good, throw it out and choose a new cup.” Edmund smiled.

Rosemary felt like they were having a good conversation. She tried to say something, but finally gave up.

Chad still had a faint smile on his face. He saw Rosemary beside him staring at the coffee on the table, so he asked her curiously, “Rosemary, do you like this coffee?” Hearing that, Rosemary looked at Edmund, then looked at the cup of coffee on the table and said faintly, “It's just a cup of coffee, and there is no like or dislike!” Edmund heard that and said to Chad, “Mr. Grant, how do you like the steak here? Does it taste different than usual?” Chad chimed in, “It's not bad!" In this awkward way the three of them finished the dinner.

Finally, Edmund had something else to do and drove off. Rosemary had no choice but to get into Chad's car.

The white Lamborghini was running on the road, like a snow leopard running on the wide grassland.

Chad Grant stared ahead as he drove. He was quieter than usual today. What was wrong with him today? Why did he feel so bad after hearing what Rosemary said? Could it be...

Rosemary looked out the window and remembered Edmund's words. There was something in her mind that she could not understand, but she could not put her finger on what was wrong.

It didn’t take them long to reach The Grant's. Rosemary got out of the car and just walked into the living room when she saw Marian sitting on the couch.

Rosemary walked forward and said lightly, “Why are you still up?” Marian just glanced at Rosemary and said, “Go home early after school. Spend more time with Wilson and remember what | said to you last night.”