Savage Love On His Wheelchair

"lI wanted to go to the bathroom and then couldn't find my way home!"

Mr. Williams was like a child, clinging to Mo's arms with a resigned face.

Marcy made a phone call to Wilson to tell them that the man had been found and to hurry back.

Paul heard that the person has been found, rushed back to confirm that the person is okay, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Darkin, you scared the hell out of me!"

"Thank you guys, causing you to helpfind someone in the cold, | really appreciate it!"

Rosemary hurriedly supported Mo and said with a smile, "It's just a small thing, as long as Uncle is fine, Auntie doesn't need to put

on the heart!"

"Yes! It's good that people are okay, how can we say we've been neighbors for a few years, what's the point of being so polite?"

"Auntie Mo, there's something we'd like to ......"

Before Wilson could finish, he saw Mo take Rosemary's hand and said, "I know what you want to ask, you want to ask why my old

partner is like this, right!"

With a light sigh, Mo said indifferently, "We have a bad life, our son left us early, so that we send our hair to the black hair, the old

man also because of the family's livelihood to cut firewood accidentally fell like this, but fortunately the Lord is still kind to me, did

not take back the life of my partner."

"Auntie, we ......"

Marcy was about to ask something else when Wilson gave him a tug, signaling him not to ask.

"Well it's late, it's really embarrassing to delay you guys for so long, | just made ssticky cakes this afternoon, you guys take it

back as a snack to eat some, it's not like outside, there's everything here, you guys just settle for it!"

Mo brought a plate of sticker pancakes from the kitchen and handed it to Rosemary.

Taking the bowl, Rosemary felt something at the bottom of the bowl, glanced at Mo and said with a smile, "Thank you, Auntie, then

we are welcome!"

"Your Paul and | have been neighbors for years, no need to be so polite!"

"Then Mrs. Williams, you take good care of Mr. Williams, we'll go back first!"

"Good, then you guys take your time!"

Mo sends them to the door, looks at Rosemary's leaving figure, sighs lightly in his heart, then closes the door behind him and walks

towards his room.

"Did you give her the stuff?"

Darkin Williams, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly spoke up.

Mo nodded, poured him a quilt of water, and whispered, "Darkin, do you think Rosemary will understand our intentions?"

"Don't worry! She'll get it!"

They have been frightened for this information for so many years, finally waiting for her to cto get this thing, | hope she knows

that she can still be like this afterwards.

On the way, Rosemary secretly put the note in her pocket, walked to the kitchen with the sticker cake and warmed it up, then

brought it out for everyone to eat.

"Wilson, why didn't you just letask her?"

"Since they don't want to talk about it, there's no need for us to keep dwelling on it. Haven't you noticed that Auntie Mo always

changes the subject?"

But from what Mo just said, it seemed toknow what they were looking for.

"I'm a little tired, I'll go to my room and sleep first!"

Rosemary placed the stickers on the table and turned to them.

Seeing the uniform exhaustion between her eyebrows, she said heartily, "Go to bed first! I'll sit with Marcy for a while!"

"Good!"

"Paul, Marcy, good night!"

Rosemary made a sleepy face and turned around to head for her room.

Once inside the room, Rosemary hurriedly closed the door behind her and took out the note from inside her pocket and looked at

the words on it.

"The stuff is in your pocket, please leave quickly tomorrow morning!"

A few short words, containing all the words, Rosemary reached out and touched her pocket, when there was a USB inside her

pocket she didn't even know.

Looking at the object in her hand, Rosemary put it away, took off her coat and got into bed.

The next morning, Rosemary got up early, made sbreakfast and was about to wake them up when they were all up.

"Good morning, cand have breakfast!"

"Good morning, why are you up so early?"

Marcy asked as she walked up to her and looked at the thin rice and stickers on the table.

"I thought about it all night and finally remembered that my dad had givena diary earlier and | wanted to go back and see if |

could find sclues in that diary."

"A diary? How c| haven't heard you talk about it before?"

Serving herself a bowl! of porridge, Marcy asked indifferently.

"That was all given a long tago, and it tookall night to think about it."

She couldn't tell them she had found what they were looking for just yet, because she had to see exactly what was inside first.

"Since this is the case, then we will go back first, always stay here is also not helpful!"

Wilson was inside and heard their conversation and agreed with Rosemary's opinion.

"Good, you guys go back first, I'll continue to keep an eye here, if there is anything, I'm informing you!"

"Okay, it's decided, let's have breakfast and we'll go!"

After breakfast, a few people were about to leave when they saw a group of men coming not far away, led by a young man.

"Bill, what are you doing bringing so many people to my house so early in the morning?"

Paul took a look at this battle is not right, and the expression on his face becmore and more ugly.

The man called Bill snorted coldly and said, "Paul, how cyou've lived in our White Forest Cottage for so many years, how come

you still don't always consider this place as your huntil now? "

"What do you mean by that? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because your aunt father is the fortress master, be

careful when he finds out that you will have good consequences!"

When Bill heard Paul's words, he was not moved at all, but walked up to him and said coldly, "Do you think | my aunt will still

believe what you say? You killed Christine and now you are planning to carry the bag and leave, if | wasn't smart, | would have

really let you slip away!"

"What do you mean by that?"

Marcy walked up to Bill and said coldly.

"The lady of Red Rock Cottage gave death last night, we checked, the lady talked with you for a long tlast night, from what the

witnesses saw, at that tyou did not seem to have a good chat!"

Bill an older man beside this said.

Marcy raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "And then what? You guys suspect that we killed this woman, don't you?"

The older man,seeing Marcy's body radiating an appalling coldness, could not help but say, "No matter what, you are now

suspected with this matter, we hope you can cooperate!"

"Is this what you call a match?"

Pointing to the villagers with sticks behind him, Marcy's eyes were full of cold intent.

After listening for half a day, Wilson then spoke unhurriedly, "Who is Christine?"