Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 12

VIP suite at the top hospital in Cornshire.

“Don’t, please don’t touch me.”

Rosemary’s hands were clawing desperately in the air. Tears were trickling down her frightened little face.

“Mom, help me! Mom, don’t go.”

Seeing her like this, Andrew Harris was heartbroken and tears welled up in his eyes. He grabbed her clutched hands, patted her back and said, “Rosemary, it’s my fault. I didn’t take care of you enough to let you get hurt so badly.”

Andrew Harris always felt he owed Rosemary a lot. Because he had been so busy in the company that he neglected to take care of her. And Rosemary had always been a very sensible and nice kid, so he always thought she was happy.

Andrew Harris felt like a thousand knives cutting through his heart as he looked at the tiny figure huddled in the hospital bed. He buried his face in Rosemary's hands and sobbed softly.

Rosemary heard someone crying around her, but she didn't know who was crying so hard. She opened her heavy eyelids and saw her father crying, holding her hands.

“Dad!” said Rosemary lovingly.

Andrew heard his daughter calling him. He looked up and said happily, “Rosemary, you’re fianlly awake.”

“Dad, what’s wrong with you? Did something happen? Why are you crying?”

“This is joy. I cried for joy when I saw you awake.” He wiped his eyes as he spoke.

Rosemary knew he must have blamed himself for not taking care of her. Except for her mom’s car accident, she had never seen him shed a tear her whole life.