The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1449

People were moving all around.

With the chaotic lighting, Wayne couldn't see her face clearly, but he knew she was crying.

His heart started racing.

Why was she crying?

Was that guy not treating her well?

As he thought about this, his steps started drifting towards her uncontrollably.

Zenobia had just grabbed some food and was heading back to the second floor of the inn to give it to Wayne.

But when she opened the door, he wasn't there.

Zenobia was taken aback.

The first thing that popped into her head was that Alan had gone after that woman!

Driven by fear, Zenobia sprinted downstairs and burst out of the door.

Scanning the crowd, she immediately spotted Wayne, standing in the dark, his gaze fixed on a praying figure.

Without thinking, she followed his gaze.

What she saw was Rosalynn, having finished her prayers, throwing flowers into the fire under the guidance of McGill's wife.

In that moment, Zenobia's jealousy and fear peaked.

When she looked back at Wayne, she saw him stepping out of the darkness, seemingly heading towards Rosalynn.

Zenobia was terrified.

She started running towards Wayne.

Just then, a group of rowdy kids ran by, one of them bumping into Wayne's leg.

"Yes, the boss who was in charge of dealing with us previously, we met him again in the big city. He told us that when President Silverman was approving our compensation, there wasn't that much initially. But your daughter asked him if the money was enough for us to live well, and President Silverman immediately added so much more!"

Mentioning Wayne, the smile on McGill's wife's face faded slightly. She carefully watched Rosalynn, afraid she might have said something wrong and hurt this kind and friendly woman.

"Really? I wasn't aware of that." Rosalynn laughed, "My daughter and husband didn't tell me."

When McGill's wife saw that Rosalynn didn't have a big reaction, she breathed a sigh of relief, her courage growing. She sighed softly, "People say Mr. Silverman is a cold-hearted president, but I think he's a good man."

No one would know, how much Rosalynn wished during this time, that someone, anyone, could talk to her more about Wayne.

But it seemed that everyone thought Wayne was an unhealable wound in her heart, untouchable and unmentionable.

"Why do you think he's good?" Rosalynn asked.

"See that house over there?" McGill's wife pointed to a small building a few hundred meters away, near where Wayne planned to build the overwater bungalows. "That used to be an inn run by me and McGill's mother. On the day Mr. Silverman bought this island, he rested in our inn. I asked him if he was buying our island, he said yes, he was. I then asked him why he had to buy our island, he said that the sea and the beach here were like what his lover had described, the beach they wanted to go on a vacation."

Rosalynn's heart suddenly tightened.