Romeo was the very definition of a dashing enigma, carrying an air of aristocratic grace and a touch of aloofness that seemed etched into his very being.
When his gaze fell upon strangers, it held an untamed wildness paired with a lofty indifference. Yet, when he looked upon the one he cherished, his eyes softened into a tender caress.
This stark contrast had Serena utterly captivated. She relished Romeo’s icy dominance, his powerful aura that seemed to tower above the rest, his statuesque figure, and his impeccably handsome features.
Everything about Romeo was an object of her affection.
In comparison, Martin seemed so utterly ordinary.
In that moment, Serena found herself a touch envious of Rosemary, who was the recipient of Romeo’s fervent kisses, his intense affection.
Before Romeo’s lips could tire, Rosemary’s phone buzzed to life, his eyes lingering with a hint of desire yet to be sated.
It was her grandmother calling.
"Rose, your uncle is driving me up the wall. I can’t talk sense into him!"
Belinda’s voice came through the phone, laden with complaint. "You deal with him!"
Rosemary tried to suppress a chuckle, but before she could offer a few soothing words, she heard Sampson’s resigned voice.
"Rose."
"Uncle Sampson," Rosemary replied with a light laugh. "Are you stirring up trouble with Grandma again?"
"She wants to visit your grandpa, but I’m swamped with work and can’t spare the time."
Sampson’s explanation was cut short by Belinda’s irritated interjection.
"When are you ever not busy? May can take me. I can’t wait for you forever."
The mention of her grandmother’s impatience brought a smile to Rosemary’s face.
"I’d like to see Dad too. Let me wrap up some things here, and we’ll go together."
"I don’t need you to come with me! Rose said I’m well enough to travel on my own, didn’t you, dear?"
Belinda pulled her granddaughter into the conversation, asserting, "She even said a long-haul flight wouldn’t be an issue for me."
Sampson immediately saw through the ruse.
"Rose would never say something so irresponsible. Can you just wait a few days for me?"
As the mother-son duo continued their debate, Rosemary intervened with a laugh.
"I think Grandma’s idea is sound. With May for company and using the family jet to land directly at the estate’s airstrip, it’s quite safe."
"Still, I worry about her health."
"I’ve looked at Grandma’s recovery stats recently. A trip won’t hurt her."
"Did you hear that? Rose says it’s fine!" Belinda’s voice was tinged with irrepressible joy. "May, start packing! Rose gave the green light!"
Sampson, realizing her determination, resignedly said to Rosemary, "This means you’ll have to look after both of them."
He worried that if his parents caught even a minor cold, it would all fall on Rosemary’s shoulders. Others might help with simple tasks, but none would take the burden of acupuncture or surgery.
"Don’t worry. Let Grandma come. A good mood is key to a faster recovery."
Assured by her words, Sampson replied with a laugh. "Alright, I’ll listen to you. And how’s Bard? Has he been treating you well?"
Rosemary smiled back.


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