Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Edmund Johnson looked up to see Rosemary standing in the doorway looking at him. He smiled and said, “There you are. Are you here to visit Wilson?” “Yeah, | just wanted to see if he's feeling better.” Rosemary was smiling and ready to take the clothes into the dressing room. Edmund coughed and looked at her and said, “Well, I just checked him out and he can't see visitors now.” “All right! Then I'll see him tomorrow.” Rosemary smiled and peered into the room. Finally, she turned to Edmund Johnson.

“Edmund, is Wilson doing any better?” Edmund let out a little sigh, “In his case, he could wake up whenever he wished. Don't worry too much, after all, that day won't be far away.” Rosemary didn’t understand Edmund and thought he was trying to comfort her.

“Yeah, | see.” Edmund looked at her tenderly and said, “All right! You can go back now!” “Okay...” Rosemary turned and left the room.

“Rosemary, you have to be happy! | will stand behind you and watch over you silently.” A touch of pain appeared under Edmund's eyes...

Night fell. Rosemary came to Cornshire’s most famous bar, a place of luxury.

Rosemary wore a casual white dress today, which reached just below her knees. Her hair was tied casually to one side and she looked fresh.

“Rosemary, sorry to keep you waiting. Let's go in!” Carina showed off her flawless figure in a low-cut silver dress today.

“Carina, you look beautiful today. If | were a man, | would be swept off my feet by you!” Rosemary tutted and praised, looking straight at her chest.

Carina, amused by her expression, scraped the tip of her nose with her hand and said, “Don’t act like an old goat. If you dress like me, | bet you all the men in Cornshire will fall at your feet.” “Stop it!” Rosemary smiled.

They walked side by side into the bar, causing an instant sensation among the men. The men looked this way in unison.

Rosemary felt uncomfortable, so she subconsciously pulled her skirt with both hands.

Carina and Rosemary walked to a corner of the bar and sat down. Deafening DJ music made men and women swinging on the dance floor. The lights of the carnival shone on the ground, making people be indulged in this.

Carina went to the bar and ordered two glasses of juice. Then she sat down next to Rosemary and handed her a glass of juice.

“This is what they call a man’s paradise.” Said Rosemary, looking at the men and women in front of her.

“Rosemary, don’t you want to feel the dance?” With that, Carina winked at Rosemary.

Rosemary waved her hand and said, “You go! I'll just sit here and watch you!” “Come on!" Carina dragged Rosemary to center stage. Rosemary danced to the beat of the music.

Wow...

The audience cheered...

“Rosemary, look how well you're dancing! There's a whole bunch of bachelors out there who are going to be so smitten by you!” “What? | can't hear you...” At this point, Rosemary was like a colorful butterfly on the dance floor, freely shuttling in the crowd.

The two of them danced on the dance floor for a long time. When they felt too tired to dance, they got off the dance floor and rested on the sofa.

“Carina, you dance so well, just like a fish swimming in the water.” Rosemary smiled.

Hearing this, Carina smiled sheepishly, “Thank you! You didn’t see how well you danced. | was mesmerized by you.” Well...

“Miss, can | buy you a drink?” A moderately handsome man asked them politely.

Carina winked at Rosemary. Rosemary gave her an angry look.

“Thanks, but we don’t drink alcohol!” Rosemary grabbed the juice from the table and touched his glass with a polite smile.

“These men glued themselves up whenever they saw a pretty girl. They are like bees, always buzzing around.” Carina said, looking at the men in the bar.

Rosemary also looked around and chuckled, “Not all men are like that. There are men who don't like to mess with women, like...” The image of Ellen, the masked man, came to her mind.

“Well...” How could | have thought of him! He' was the kind of guy who, let alone clinging on a girl, seems to be killing himself for talking to anyone.

Rosemary reached over and patted her cheek, trying to wake herself up.

“What's wrong with you? Did you see a ghost?” Carina looked at her mockingly.

“Well, worse than a ghost!” Rosemary said with a look of affirmation.

Carina looked at her in bewilderment for a long time.

Rosemary's head ached at the thought of facing that iceberg tomorrow night. She couldn't help but pinch her eyebrows.

Carina picked up her juice and took a sip. She looked at Rosemary, who seemed to have a headache, “Rosemary, are you having a headache?” Rosemary looked up, smiled, picked up the juice and said, “Carina, welcome back!” The two wine glasses clanged softly together.

“Rosemary, if you really don't feel well, I'll help you upstairs to have a rest. | got a room upstairs.” Carina said anxiously.

Rosemary nodded to Carina Clark, thinking the deafening noise was giving her a headache.

The two of them took the elevator to the VIP suite at the top of the bar. Carina took her key card to open the door, feeling her head getting heavier and heavier. She shook her head and opened the door.

Rosemary walked into the room to ask Carina if she wanted a bath, but she saw Carina was blushing and shaking.

“Carina, why are you blushing? You didn’t drink behind my back, did you?” Rosemary laughed and joked.

Carina smirked, “No! I'll just lie down and you can sleep anywhere you want!” “All right, you need to get some sleep. I'm gonna go downstairs and get you something to sober up.” Rosemary put Carina in bed, tucked her in, picked up her room card, and went out.

Carina was getting hotter, tearing at her clothes with her hands as if it would make her feel better.

The door was gently pushed open. A ruffian man looked at the writhing figure on the bed and pounced on it...

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