The Invisible Wife Turned Savage novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Madam Rosemary’s Way

“Got it. You take care too.”

After hanging up with Jonathan, Madam Rosemary turned to Estella with a little huff. “That workaholic grandson of mine went off on a business trip. Looks like it’s just us for dinner.”

Estella didn’t mind. She and Selene suggested taking her to a well–known restaurant that served light, healthy meals–thinking of her age, they wanted to be careful.

But Madam Rosemary shook her head. “No, no. I want a normal restaurant.”

She had been frail since birth, always monitored by doctors and family who insisted on strict diets. First her parents, then her husband, everyone claimed it was for her own good, feeding her nothing but bland, carefully balanced meals she never enjoyed.

When her husband passed, she finally found freedom–freedom to eat whatever she pleased.

So when they arrived at the restaurant and Estella and Selene ordered mild dishes, she frowned. “How many years do you think I have left? I want the spiciest food you’ve got!”

The two younger women exchanged helpless looks, but in the end they let her have her

After the meal, she dragged them out shopping.

Estella reminded her gently, “We still need to get back to work.”

way.

Madam Rosemary winked. “I let you rent that building for peanuts. In business terms, shouldn’t you treat me well in return and keep me happy?”

Selene jumped in quickly. “Exactly. You’re our benefactor. No matter how busy we are, we have to push everything aside for you.”

Then she leaned closer to Estella, whispering, “Think about it. With that thirty–year lease at such a low price, we’re saving millions over time. The least we can do is pamper her a little.”

Estella agreed. She relaxed and joined in.

Madam Rosemary had her own style when shopping. Whatever caught her eye, she bought. If a sales clerk flattered her with the right words, she bought the entire collection to boost their sales.

She even purchased two limited–edition handbags each for Estella and Selene–worth enough to buy two houses.

Estella tried to refuse, but Madam Rosemary waved her off. “Don’t be polite with me. I have

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more than enough money. You made me happy today, so I’m happy to give.”

Selene’s heart warmed. The old woman felt like her own grandmother. “Anytime you need company, just call. Estella and I will come right away.”

Madam Rosemary beamed. “That’s the kind of sensible juniors I like.”

But then her tone shifted, tinged with melancholy. “My late husband used to say the same thing, always insisting he’d be by my side. I used to find him annoying. After he passed, I thought I’d feel free, but instead… it’s just lonely.”

The men of the Bennett family were known for being steadfast, devoted. Back then, she hadn’t appreciated it.

She had married into the family through arrangement, happy at first to escape her parents‘ control–only to find her husband even more meddlesome.

He fussed if she exposed her knees in the cold, forbade her iced drinks when she was sick.

She’d once dreamed of two children–one to inherit the Bennett legacy, one to carry her own family’s name. But after a dangerous birth with Jonathan’s father, her husband had undergone sterilization, vowing they would never risk another child.

As a young wife, she thought him controlling and insufferable. Now, she realized he had been good to her–just gone too soon.

When their shopping spree ended, the trio stopped at a milk tea shop.

Madam Rosemary had always been well–bred, pampered, easy to get along with. But some of her views were still traditional.

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