"So, the dosage has been reduced from 1 gram to 0.8 grams now." Rosemary guessed her expectation and gently said, "The frequency remains the same, and the taste is still a bit bitter. There won’t be much change."
"Alright, you’re so considerate, Rose." Under Phillip’s care, Shirley finished the medicine in the bowl. Then Brodie took the bowl away, and after a while, he brought another one.
"Phillip, this one’s for you."
It was the medicine Rosemary had previously prescribed for Phillip. It’s good for the heart, once a week. The moment Phillip smelled it, he frowned, but Rosemary was still here, so he plucked up the courage and said, "Rose’s meds just smell different. The taste is rich, and it’s so delicious! It’s really a treat, hahaha!"
Rosemary watched him finish it in one go, sympathy welling up at the bitterness in his eyes.
Beside them, Romeo smirked, "Delicious? I’ll have Rose make more for you to strengthen your body."
Phillip: Thank you very much!
"It’s getting late; take Rose home to rest." Phillip was afraid Rose might actually give him more meds, and then that would be the end of him.
Rosemary knew Phillip wanted them to leave and have their own time, so she smiled and said, "Well, grandma and grandpa, we’ll be heading off now. We’ll visit again when we have time."
Romeo’s eyes shifted, and his aura softened. She said "we." Since when did she include him in her plans, saying "we" more and more often?
"Rose means we’ll visit again next time." Romeo emphasized the word "we" and reminded Phillip, "Don’t pour the medicine away."
"Don’t badmouth me in front of Rose! I’ve never poured away any of Rose’s medicine."
"Really?" Romeo retorted, "That plant looks like it was scorched to death."
Phillip followed his gaze to the one–meter plant between the living room and the courtyard and stuttered, "That time I didn’t hold the bowl well, it spilled accidentally."
Admitted it??
"It’s all Brodie’s fault! The medicine he gave me was too hot, so I accidentally let go. Brodie, it’s your fault! Be careful next time."
Brodie: I’ve put up with too much over the years.
"Really, Rose, your medicine is so precious, so how could I pour it away? Every time I finish it, I want more!"
Romeo and Brodie were at a loss for words.
Rosemary tried not to laugh. "It’s fine, as long as you didn’t scald yourself."
"See, Rose cares about me!"
Romeo just set traps! Phew!! Let’s go quickly!
"We’re heading off." Romeo took Rosemary’s hand, his gaze softening as it landed on her.
After saying goodbye to grandma and grandpa, Rosemary got in the car, and after a while, Romeo got in too.
He took her hand, walking and talking, and said, "Mr. Eugene is always so proud. For him to invite you to play chess and look forward to your arrival, you must be really good at it, right?"
"It’s okay."
"So you won against Mr. Eugene, and he lost his cherished possession to you, which you gave to grandma!"
"How did you know?" Rosemary looked up, seeming surprised.
Romeo realized he had underestimated her. He didn’t expect her to be so good at chess.
"Is there anything you can’t do?" As soon as Romeo finished speaking, he leaned in close, teasing, "I know."
Rosemary: "What?"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife