Wayne rubbed his brow. "Hmm, I added it when the car started."
"Which building do you live in? I'll drop you off downstairs."
"Building 2," Wayne replied.
Rosalynn started the car, pretended to look for directions, and then turned the steering wheel towards Building 2.
Building 2.
The apartment she had lived in for five years was also in Building 2.
Please don't tell her that Wayne had been living here all these years.
Even the media had caught Wayne and Olivia Whaley coming out of the villa in Moonlit Lake. The paparazzi had framed their shot quite well. It was a beautiful day, and all the plants in the garden seemed to have been given life.
The couple in the picture looked like characters from a fairy tale.
Suddenly, a strong idea emerged in Rosalynn's mind.
No matter what Wayne's purpose was in bringing her here, she wanted to go up and take a look.
And then exposed Wayne's tricks.
Mocked him mercilessly.
But...
Reason still suppressed this childish and meaningless idea.
Soon, they arrived at Building 2.
"Thanks. I owe you another favor," Wayne looked at her. "Will you come to my grandma's memorial service?"
Rosalynn shook her head.
She had already seen the old lady for the last time, and she could imagine who would show up at the memorial.
Many of them had seen Rosalynn before. She felt it was impolite to appear at the memorial and didn't want to be the subject of gossip.
"Well." Wayne looked a little disappointed, but he didn't insist.
Where was the domineering and unreasonable Wayne? Rosalynn was very surprised.
"Thank you for taking me home. Goodnight."
Wayne then opened the car door.
"No need," Wayne shook his head, "I have medicine at home."
Home? Here?
Rosalynn frowned.
It couldn't be. How could he think of this place as home? He had never liked this place.
"I... let me help you upstairs."
Wayne didn't look up, as if considering whether to let her go with him. In fact, he didn't want to seem too eager, fearing it would give away his plan.
However, this behavior in Rosalynn's eyes was different. Indeed, he hadn't been living here, so he was afraid to let her upstairs, for fear of being exposed.
"If it's not too much trouble, Ms. Jared."
He pondered for a moment, then nodded with a pained expression.
He was in so much pain now that even taking a single step seemed difficult. Since she was going to take him upstairs, she would undoubtedly have to help him.
Rosalynn reached out to hold his arm: "Let's go."
"Thank you."
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