Savage Love On His Wheelchair

The next morning, Rosemary was still asleep when Wilson woke her up. After a simple freshening up, Rosemary casually found a

beige dress and put it on, and once she cdownstairs, she saw a dozen people standing in the living room.

"Good morning, Madam!"

The men gave a respectful shout when they saw Rosemary, who nodded politely before dropping her gaze on Wilson at the table.

Wilson waved at her, the corners of his eyes were full of doting colors inside.

"Who are these people?"

Taking a seat next to him, Rosemary whispered an inquiry.

"Breakfast first!"

Falling into tune, Wilson took a piece of her favorite sandwich and toast and placed it in front of her.

"The butler heard that you like French toast and sandwiches very much, so he specially had them made for you, try it!"

"Thanks!"

Rosemary said in fluent French to the butler who stepped aside.

This villa was temporarily bought by Wilson at the end of the year, because he didn't have much tto manage this side of things

at that time, and it just so happened that Edwin had nothing to do at home, so he took things over, so all the maids inside the villa

were carefully selected by him.

The French housekeeper was very fond of Rosemary, the hostess, so when he learned that Rosemary liked to eat these, he

immediately had them prepared for her.

"French sandwiches and toast are the most famous, | didn't expect the taste to be better than what | ate before!"

| remember every tthere was no class on the weekend, she and Carina would go to a famous restaurant in C to have a good

meal together, but despite that, they didn't dare to order too much at that time, after all, they were really poor at that time!

Looking back now, that twas really desirable, although at that tthey did not have much money, after all, they lived every

day is very happy, carefree, no assassination around, no collusion, where you want to go, unlike now, despite the material life went

up, but around every day there are a lot of bodyguards, although she never indicated, but, she is sincerely not like this kind of life.

"What are you thinking about, so absorbed?"

"I was just thinking, this sandwich is so delicious, | must learn it sday when | have time, and when | want to eat it after | go

back, | can also make it myself!"

Hearing her say that, Wilson couldn't help but smile. If she really wanted to eat, he could just hire a French kitchen to go over

there, but the thought of being able to get up every morning and eat breakfast made by her hands was a blast.

"Good!"

Rosemary smiled at him Tammy, and she knew he would agree.

Just as Rosemary took the second sandwich and was about to bite into it, she heard a shout behind her and the sandwich in her

hand was gone.

"Ma'am, in order to avoid you feeling uncomfortable when you get dressed later, you can't eat this sandwich anymore!"

Rosemary sembarrassment will gently put down his hand, looking at a handslooking, but speak is a little girly man, good-

looking without a slight cluster, and finally will be gaze fell on Wilson's body.

"Cousin uncle asked us to go to a reception tonight, these are the people he called over, after a while there will be clothes sent

over together!"

Wilson is also quite helpless about Robin's arrangement.

Originally Rosemary does not like this kind of occasion, but they must each bring a dance partner over, there is no choice but to

condescend to his Rosemary.

Wilson's voice just fell, Rosemary saw several girls pushing rows of clothes cin, when the last row of clothes cin,

Rosemary whole mouth stunned are blocked down an egg, not that she had not seen so many clothes, but every piece of clothing

on this is limited models, and still court models, once you see is these clothes. Rosemary just felt her scalp tingling.

Now she finally knows why that makeup artist just wouldn't let her eat. If she had known she was wearing these clothes, she would

have preferred to stay in bed and not get up.

Oh my God!

Someone help me!

She really should not wear these clothes!

No one could have imagined that Rosemary, who always seems to be afraid of everything, would be afraid to wear this court dress.

Even Wilson did not know that his little wife, who was not afraid of the gunfire in the first place, would be afraid to wear such

clothes.

Swallowing hard, Rosemary struggled to get her emotions in order, then gave Wilson a broad smile and said, "Wilson, is this party

grand?"

Looking at what Robin had prepared, Wilson replied, "It's grand!"

Although he did not have any industry in France, he knew Lake, a man who was both a merchant and a nobleman after all.

It is said that his grandfather's generation, all the family members are working in the palace, and all are high-ranking officials, plus

his grandfather married the daughter of the then president, the Lake Family's power is unrivaled, originally Mr. Lake's grandfather

is the next president, but | do not know what reason, slowly fade out of the royal family, turned to business.

Despite this, the power of The Lake Family in France is not to be underestimated, otherwise Robin would not have introduced him

to them.

So he wasn't surprised when Robin called him early in the morning and said he had arranged for a makeup artist to cover.

For a large family like this, which grew up in the royal nobility, the blood as well as the teachings of the royal nobility still flow in

their bones, despite the fact that they have been separated on the surface.

Wilson's three words made Rosemary's beautiful little face collapse, looking at the milk on the table, and although she wanted to

drink it now, she finally held back.

"Are you sure you really wantto accompany you to this reception?"

"Of course, you're not going to tellthat you don't want to accompany me?"

"Of course not, | just think these dresses | wear are a little inappropriate, worried about what will happen when the tcomes!"

In fact, it is true what she said, when she was in W, Jacob asked her to be her date to a court reception, is wearing this dress, when

wearing it, she really felt that her waist is no longer her own, not to mention eating and so on.

Wilson took a look at the skirt sent in, this kind of skirt on the figure is very delicate, even in his heart, Rosemary's waist has been

slender enough, but this kind of skirt skirt really can be more fine to be more fine.

"My wife is pregnant, this kind of dress is not suitable for her, go and choose sother more comfortable ones over!"

"No problem!"

The male makeup artist then waved his hand at the person behind him and said, "Go, bring that blue dress from my room!"

"Boss, isn't that one already reserved for Miss Gallert?"