Savage Love On His Wheelchair
951 As You See It

"This then you will have to ask your sister, as long as he agrees, I am fine with it!"

Wilson turned his gaze to Rosemary, who was sitting beside him, and smiled lightly.

Before Rosemary could say anything, Mayme immediately smiled and said, "Then it's a deal, I'll take Rosemary to live at my house after New Year!"

"Is your home in Paris?"

Marcy, who hadn't spoken, suddenly looked at Mayme and asked.

Mayme's smile instantly froze there, and then coughed lightly to cover up her discomfort, and explained awkwardly, "That before I forgot to tell you guys, actually my name is not Mayme, my real name is Maureen, and my family lives in Paris."

Seeing Marcy looking at Mayme with a shocked face, Rosemary couldn't help but laugh, when Marcy also seemed to find out something and said, "So you guys already knew she was in Paris?"

The words fell into voice, Wilson slowly spoke: "In fact, this matter I also than you know two or three hours first, before I am also the same as you."

In order not to fall into a bad reputation, Wilson hastened to clarify.

"In fact, you are not the last to know, only Rosemary and Sister Ellen know my life, you are the second to know!"

Mayme said it very quietly, afraid that Marcy angry, after all, the wrong person is her.

No wonder the previous investigation of her met with obstacles, it turns out that she simply does not want people to know her true identity.

Caelen, sitting on the sidelines, listened to their conversation and looked at them with a dumbfounded expression. It was obvious from their conversation that what she could determine was that they knew nothing about Mayme's background.

"Excuse me, I have to take a call!"

Caelen nodded at them and then walked to the side with his phone.

"Mayme, what is it with you and this Caelen?"

When Caelen left, Rosemary asked in a voice that only two people could hear.

Mayme's face flashed a quick flash of color, but it quickly flickered away and she laughed, "As you can see, he's my fiancé!"

Seeing that she did not want to say, Rosemary did not ask again, after all, today was originally here to accompany the play.

Wilson and Marcy each ordered a few dishes, not long after Caelen came back with his cell phone and said with an apologetic face to them, "I'm really sorry, the company has a little situation, I have to rush back to deal with it, so I can't accompany you guys, this meal today is on me, you guys feel free!"

"It's okay, work is important, you go ahead and get busy!"

Rosemary said with a smile.

Originally with him in, they spoke Kevin less still some scruples, now Caelen left, they also became a little more casual talk.

A meal down, Mayme did not because of Marcy's words and sad, on the contrary, she instead figured out, since they can not be together, then the silent look at his side, also he is quite good. Her love is destined to fall humbly into the red dust.

After dinner, it was still early, and Mayme took Rosemary around to see the night scene of Paris. Marcy, who stood behind him and followed him silently, kept her eyes on Mayme who was jumping and dancing in front of her.

"Sister, do you know? In Paris, you can enjoy the sparkling and charming night view of Paris, as well as see the Arc de Triomphe, the Eiffel Tower and the Ferris wheel, just by sitting on this boat?"

"Is that so?"

Following the direction pointed by Mayme, Rosemary saw the buildings she had seen in books.