The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 466

Chapter 466

Wayne hugged her tightly, holding back his quiet sobs.

At first,

Rosalynn was still stiff and on guard.

Slowly, she couldn't help but start to relax.

She wanted to push Wayne away but couldn't bring herself to do it.

Rosalynn became even more upset.

In the end, her rationality could not beat her instincts.

During the years she spent as the stand-in, she had fantasized many times that one day, Wayne would forget about Olivia and fall in love with the real her.

Then she would take Wayne to meet her grandmother and tell her that he was someone who she could trust.

For the rest of their lives, she would be with Wayne in a small, but warm house, living life peacefully.

But fate had other plans - she was never able to take Wayne to meet her grandmother, and she eventually became completely hopeless and disappointed in Wayne. But just as all hope was lost, Wayne started to fall in love with her.

Yet, those differences, those moments of desperation that haunted her dreams, became huge barriers in her heart that she couldn't cross.

Her past scars were just so deep that she didn't dare to believe that Wayne's love was real.

After a while, Rosalynn gently pushed Wayne.

"What are you crying for? You're the one who screwed up, so don't act like I'm being mean to you," Rosalynn said sternly. "Let go of me, and go clean up that mess on social media!" "It wasn't me," Wayne replied but didn't let go.

"Then who was it?" Rosalynn was getting angry again.

"I just didn't stop it; the buzz was natural," Wayne defended himself.

Rosalynn chuckled in disbelief, "So, you are saying I should thank you for that?"

Wayne didn't say anything.

That's when Rosalynn noticed the mottled bloodstains on the brick floor.

After all, they were in a funeral hall, and the sight of blood wasn't very suitable.

"Wayne, let's get out of here for now, don't bother the dead," Rosalynn said solemnly. "And go take care of your finger."

A little later,

In the corridor, Rosalynn expressionlessly tended to Wayne's wound.

"You should get a shot later," Rosalynn suggested, concerned about the depth of the cut.

Wayne kept looking at her, as if his eyes couldn't even blink anymore.

"You lied to me," Wayne started, his voice a bit hoarse.

Rosalynn frowned, and inadvertently, her grip tightened.

Wayne winced in pain.

Rosalynn panicked a little and then snapped at Wayne, "Who lied to you?"

She had lied to Wayne way too many times.

"You still love me," Wayne said this sentence with unusual confidence.

Rosalynn didn't say anything.

Her grip tightened even more.

"Ouch!" Wayne couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Love you?" Rosalynn scoffed. "If I wasn't afraid you'd purposely neglect your wound and bother me later, I wouldn't even be doing this!" Wayne didn't say anything.

After two seconds of silence, he suddenly leaned in and kissed Rosalynn on the lips.

Rosalynn was left speechless, feeling numb, and she didn't even get angry.