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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 68

Edmund quickly hurried over and asked, “Rosemary, how’s it going?”

Seeing Edmund coming, Rosemary said quickly, “Edmund, come and see what happened to my friend!”

“Get him in the car and let me examine him.”

Rosemary picked Ellen up, and he was all over her. With great difficulty, she helped him to the car and muttered, “Why did you eat so much?”

After helping him into his seat, Rosemary leaned against the car, gasping for air. She muttered, “I’m so tired. Why did he eat so much?”

Edmund said to Rosemary, “You go over there and I’ll check him out!”

Rosemary was confused, but thinking that she was married after all, she walked away.

Seeing Rosemary walking away, Edmund looked at Ellen with a sad face and smiled, “What did you eat tonight to make yourself look like this?”

Ellen scowled and frowned. “Hot pot.”

“Hot pot?”

“Why are you yelling so loud? Do you think I’m not ashamed enough?” Ellen looked angrily at his bad friend.

Edmund pursed his lips as if he had discovered a new continent. “Why did you go to eat hot pot? Don’t you never touch these things?”

Ellen looked at the woman pacing back and forth in front of him and his mouth was curled strangely.

Following his gaze, Edmund’s eyes fell on Rosemary and he smiled lightly, “You didn’t get fucked by Rosemary, did you?”

He looked back at Edmund and said, “Help me with the pain. I can’t stand it.”

“Okay, fine…”

“Aren’t you with Joseph? Where did he go?” He asked, glancing around.

“To the office!” Ellen said angrily.

Edmund examined him, gave him painkillers, and laid him down for a while.

“What are you doing with Ellen?” Edmund asked Rosemary, smiling.

“Do you know him?” Rosemary looked surprised, and there was an uncanny look in her eyes.

“Yes! I’m best friends with Joseph, Ellen, and Wilson!” Edmund said with a handsome smile.

Rosemary looked at Edmund’s handsome face. When he smiled, his beautiful eyes were particularly charming.

“Edmund, did anyone tell you that you have beautiful eyes?” Rosemary asked, looking him in the eye.

Edmund stared at her for a few seconds, then smiled and said, “What’s wrong?”

Rosemary looked him in the eye. Why did he have a trace of pain in his eyes?

“Rosemary…”

“Yes…”

“You’re making me a little shy.”

“Shy?” Rosemary recovered and said apologetically.

Edmund smiled and quipped, “Rosemary, staring at a man like that could easily lead to crime!”

“Well…”

Rosemary laughed and said, “I’ll just stare at you!”

Jus as the saying goes, “Casual remarks might be taken seriously by those who heard them.”

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