Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 699

Chapter 699: Chapter 699

"We’ll never have any regrets between us."

Romeo’s gaze faltered for a moment, and it looked as if stars had suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"You’ve planned it all so well," Rosemary said with a smile that could light up the night sky. "Every time I’m out with you, it’s a joy, but today has been truly special."

Romeo was visibly touched, and he couldn’t resist leaning down to press his lips against hers.

The violin’s melody was drifting to a close, and the night sky erupted in a symphony of fireworks.

Tourists around them were gobsmacked, their faces lit up by the unexpected display. They whipped out their smartphones to capture the moment.

"What’s the occasion today?"

"Is it another one of those surprise things that guy sets up for his girl?"

"That girl is so lucky to have a boyfriend who dotes on her like that."

"She must be the happiest person in the world, right?"

Rosemary looked up at the fireworks, knowing without a doubt that Romeo was behind this magic.

"I never realized before how beautiful the world around me could be," Rosemary remarked, her eyes following the lights above. "Since I’ve been with you, I’ve come to appreciate these slowed-down moments. The things I never noticed before—a flower, a tree, the earth and sea—they’re all so breathtaking."

"It’s all about the company," Romeo said, gazing at her with adoration. "Being with you, my mood lifts, and everything looks beautiful, everything tastes amazing, and everything we do feels joyful."

"That does seem to make sense," Rosemary said, sharing a laugh with him before snuggling closer into his embrace.

Ten minutes later.

Rosemary had fallen asleep in his arms.

"Rose, knowing you have someone to take care of you eases my mind," a familiar voice whispered.

Rosemary stirred from her slumber only to find, standing before her, Grannie Grace.

"Grannie?" Rosemary felt the tears well up immediately. She reached for her grandmother’s hand, the touch so real that her tears spilled out as she choked up. "You’re back!"

She hugged the elderly woman tightly, sobbing. "I was so wrong last time. I couldn’t save you."

"There, there, my child, why the tears?" Grannie Grace tenderly wiped away the tears on Rosemary’s face, smiling warmly. "It was my time, my dear. It had nothing to do with you. I know you’ve been haunted by that surgery, living in guilt and pain. How can I rest in peace with you like this?"

Hearing "rest in peace," Rosemary looked at her grandmother incredulously, struggling to discern if she was alive or dead. Rosemary couldn’t make the judgment.

"What’s past is past. Life moves on, and I am at peace now. But you, my dear... I was always worried about who would look after you. Now that you have Romeo, I see he’s a good lad. You will be happy with him."

Rosemary’s tears flowed anew.

"I can go now, knowing you’ll be alright."

"No, please don’t."

Rosemary reached instinctively for Grannie Grace’s pulse but felt nothing. She froze, realizing this might all be a dream. Was Grannie here in her dream?

The Luminescent Brook around them turned into a foggy haze, the boat drifting through the mist, and the image of her grandmother began to fade.

"Stop blaming yourself," the fading voice said.

"Grannie."

"Be happy."

"No, don’t go." Rosemary reached out, but there was nothing to grasp.

"Having a granddaughter like you makes me proud. In the next life, we’ll be family again. I promise you, next time I won’t leave so soon. I want to be there to see you married off."

And with those final words, Grannie Grace dissolved completely into the mist, leaving Rosemary alone with her memories and the promise of a lifetime.

The figure dissolved into a mist and slowly dispersed into the air.

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