The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

"Don't worry..." Rosalynn extended an arm and gently hugged Paige.

How did she get through it all those years ago? She had exhausted all her options and had no choice but to press forward.

They say the death of a loved one is a lifelong pain in the soul. Had she ever really moved on?

When Baillie heard the news, she dropped everything and came right back.

Rosalynn returned to her home alone.

Hilaria had already gone to bed.d2

Standing in the vast living room, she suddenly missed the small apartment she once shared with Wayne.

On impulse, she headed back to the elevator, got in her car, and drove to the apartment.

The cleaner still came at regular intervals, so the place was spotless.

It was now past three in the morning.

Exhausted, Rosalynn eyed the neatly folded blanket on the couch, walked over, yanked it over herself, and curled up on the couch. She fell asleep almost immediately.

Winter was bitterly cold. She recalled the chilly days spent here with Wayne.

Too much time had passed, and too many things had happened.

Rosalynn realized she was gradually forgetting Wayne's flaws. The grudges she thought she could never let go of somehow faded over time.

She had once believed those grievances would haunt her for life, even if she had accepted Wayne back into her life.

She slept deeply, yet tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

"Time, oh time, could you move any faster? In an ideal world, I'd wake up to find Wayne healthy and safe again. It's all so tiring, and so very cold. The blanket just wouldn't warm me...' The next day, Rosalynn was woken by the shrill ring of her phone.

It was ten in the morning.

Sitting up, she felt sore all over. She wondered how Wayne had managed all those years...

It was a call from the head of the marketing department.

Rosalynn listened silently and then replied, "I'll be at the office in thirty minutes. Have the materials ready in the conference room."

After hanging up, she stretched her stiff neck and quickly showered.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

In the walk-in closet, she found a suit Wayne had bought for her last year and put it on.

After she had left, Wayne had kept the tradition of buying her clothes in her size every year, filling up her section of the closet.

This year, with his memory gone, that tradition had been broken.

Dressed now, Rosalynn felt the suit was a bit loose.

She pinched her waist. She needed to eat more, work out more-couldn't afford to lose any more weight.

With that thought, she donned a coat and headed out to drive to Bane Corporation.

As she parked, Felix approached to open her door.

Just as she was about to enter the building, the crisp sound of high heels clicked behind her.

"Ms. Tesdal!" Hearing that voice, Rosalynn paused, then turned to look back.

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