Chapter 450

"You can keep it as a secret, not letting anyone know I'm here. I won't go looking for that man either, and I won't cause you any trouble. If only come to see you when you're in the country..." Wayne even felt like he must be crazy

After five years of knowing each other, and finally, losing her and then getting her back, how could he lose her again?

He couldn't do it.

"Sorry, I can't "Rosalynn refused without hesitation.

The glimmer of hope in Wayne's eyes gradually faded.

"I understand."

Rosalynn felt inexplicably scared.

Wayne then opened the car door and got out, ignoring her, and went straight to the apartment building.

Rosalynn sat in the car, and staring at his back for a while.

Wayne was so proud, lowering his stance and being rejected again and again.

This time, he should really give up, right?

Rosalynn looked away, started the car and headed home.

The car arrived at the garage.

As Rosalynn turned off the engine and was about to get out of the car, she suddenly saw something under the passenger seat.

She walked over and picked it up.

It was a wallet.

Opening the wallet, a photo of her and Wayne caught her eye.

Although it was called a group photo.

It was just one that was taken years ago when Wayne and she were together.

The sun was shining brightly that day

Wayne rarely approached her in public.

It seemed like he was talking to her.

He must have been in a good mood, with a faint smile on his face, and a gentle, serene smile on hers.

Looking at the photo again, Rosalynn suddenly felt a sense of time flowing

She sighed, and closed the wallet.

Texted Wayne: [Your wallet was left in my car. I'll have someone send it to Bane Corporation tomorrow]

After the message was sent, there was silence.

Rosalynn thought that the entanglement with Wayne would end here.

However, a new storm was brewing.

The story unfolded from two perspectives.

Compared to Wayne's numerous difficulties in pursuing his wife, the atmosphere between Baillie and Paige was much better.

'Mrs. Scott, you've called me Mr. Scott 21 times today," Baillie said helplessly.

Paige was surprised, "That many times?"

"Yes" Baillie nodded.

Paige muttered, "Who even counts this stuff..."

Baillie smiled, "If you really can't call me husband or aren't used to calling my name, let's turn Mr. Scott into a nickname?"

Well, that's one way to do it.

"Okay! I'll call you Mr Scott! Paige decided immediately

"Alright, now that that's settled..., Baillie's beautiful fingers tapped the steering wheel lightly. "Mrs. Scott, when do you plan to live together with Mr. Scott?"

"I'll pack my bags when I get home," Paige answered

She didn't have any concerns. Living together after getting married was bound to happen, no need to be shy about it.

"Great, call me when your bags are packed. Oh, and Mrs. Scott, I have something I want to discuss with you, Baillie said in a gentle tone. "Mr. Scott, please go on."

"Our marriage was hasty, and we didn't have time to prepare a wedding house. I'd like to take you to see my houses these next few days, so you can choose the decoration you like. However, before our wedding house is ready, do you think we can stay in the house your father left you?" Baillie looked at Paige.

He knew, that house was Paige's real home.

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