Disabled CEO’s New Wife

Seeing that the masked man was gone, Rosemary turned to Look at Joseph Flower.

Joseph Flower gave her a helpless look and said, “Since my friends said so, please come and join us.”

“Well, I’ll call my friend and tell her to come over.”

“Ok, I’ll wait for you at the front of the elevator!”

Rosemary always felt that her heart was beating violently. She always felt that she had made a bad choice in agreeing to eat with them. But they didn’t give her a chance to say no.

She took out her cell phone and called Tina. But she said she ran into an old friend and asked her to go first. She’ll come to her later.”

Rosemary hung up the phone and looked down at the elevator door. Joseph Flower and the masked man were standing there waiting for her. There was nothing she could do but brave it out and go.

She gathered her frame of mind and tried to look natural. Rosemary touched her face. Although she had covered the stain with foundation, it was still swollen.

She ran her hands through her hair, trying to cover her puffy cheeks, and walked up to them with a smile.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting!”

Rosemary was trying to take it easy on herself.

Joseph Flower looked behind her and said, “Won’t your friend come over?”

“She ran into an old friend. She’ll be here later!”

Joseph Flower said “OK” meaningfully and smiled at Ellen.

“Let’s go in then!”

Ellen was the first to enter the lift before they could speak.

Rosemary saw nothing wrong and went in.

When the three of them got into the elevator, Rosemary didn’t know what to say. The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

Rosemary was about to ask Joseph Flower something when she heard a cold voice.

“What happened to your face?”

Rosemary turned and saw a pair of deep eyes staring at her puffy face.

Joseph Flower heard the man’s words and looked down Rosemary’s face. “Miss Harris, why is your face a little swollen?” he asked with concern.

Rosemary blushed so much that she wanted to disappear immediately. It was so embarrassing. Being stared at by two men, Rosemary’s hands tightly gripped the corners of her clothes.

“I… I was on set today, and the director said in order to look real, we have to be real, so…” Rosemary’s voice got smaller and smaller, and she didn’t even know what she was saying.

“What film company’s director? Tell me!” Joseph Flower said angrily.

“Then why didn’t you slap back?” Ellen asked, staring at Rosemary.

“Well…” Rosemary didn’t realize what he was saying. There was a puzzled expression on her face.

Joseph Flower looked at Ellen and then at Rosemary. He knew what was going on, and he smiled even more.

The elevator stopped on the twenty-second floor. The masked man stepped gracefully out of the elevator and into the private room.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Rosemary followed, still thinking about the question. She twisted her ankle and threw herself forward.

Joseph Flower, who was standing in the back, quickly grabbed Rosemary and asked, “Are you okay?”

Rosemary shook her head awkwardly and said to Joseph, “Thank you!”

Ellen walked to the leather sofa and sat down, his feet naturally overlapping. He took the coffee from the table and drank it elegantly with one hand.

There was an icy smell in the air. He was like a perfect ice sculpture, shining from top to bottom. Joseph helped Rosemary to sit down next to Ellen and asked the waiter to bring the food.

“Have you been working for a film company recently, Miss Harris?” Joseph Flower said, sitting across from Rosemary.

Rosemary moved aside and smiled, “Yes, I just went to work today!”

“Oh, but you’re already The Young Mrs. Grant. You don’t have to go out to work, do you? Are you afraid The Grant family can’t afford to support you?” Joseph Flower smiled as he leaned back on the sofa.

He looked like a cat lying in the sun.

Rosemary put down her coffee and looked Joseph in the eye. “Mr. Flower, do you think that once a woman is married, she should be kept by her husband?”

“Isn’t it?”

Asked Joseph, pressing his lips together.

Ellen, sitting on one side, seemed to be interested in the question and looked at Rosemary with his eyes half narrowed.

“I think a woman should be independent and strong at all times and should not depend on her husband for everything. And only women who are independent and strong can make a full life of themselves.”

Rosemary looked at Joseph and said dryly.

Joseph didn’t get Rosemary. Why would she want to be independent and strong? Didn’t all women always wanted a man to spoil them?

“I wonder what kind of girl do you like?”

Rosemary wanted to know what young, handsome and rich men would like in a girl.

Joseph crossed his fingers and said, “Maybe gentle and quiet.”

“Won’t it be too quiet?” Rosemary asked with a smile.

By this time the waiter had brought all the food to the table.

Joseph sat up straight and said, “Miss Harris, please help yourself!”

Rosemary looked at Ellen, who was sitting next to him, and asked with a smile, “Mr. Ellen, have we met before?”

Ellen looked up at her faintly and said nothing.

Well…

Joseph coughed softly and said, “Miss Harris, this is impossible! My friend has just come back from abroad and doesn’t talk much.”

Rosemary looked at Ellen with a smile and thought, “Such a cold person. I wonder who would have such bad luck to fall in love with him.”

“Well, I see. Maybe it’s my illusion!”

“May I ask you a personal question?”

Joseph asked lightly as he elegantly sliced the steak with a knife and fork.

Rosemary’s hand shook slightly, then looked at the two men in front of her and shivered.

“Maybe sunny and cheerful.”

With that, Rosemary looked at Ellen sitting next to her.

Joseph stuck a small piece of beef into his mouth and joked with a smile, “I thought you’d like our type.”

Rosemary, who was drinking red wine, was frightened by Joseph’s words and choked on red wine.

Cough…

Joseph touched his jaw and murmured, “Have we forgotten to look in the mirror lately? Have we become ugly?”

Ellen poured her a glass of water and put it beside her.