The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102 

After a leisurely chat with her granddaughter, Hilaria felt a slight relief from her burden, and exhaustion soon followed. 

Rosalyn guided her back to her room and stretched in the living room. Seeing the family portrait on the wall stirred mixed feelings in her. 

She walked over, picked up the frame, and gently traced the smiling faces with her fingers. It was quite amazing that apart from her, Cory, Ivy, and Hilaria, none of them were biologically related, yet their bond was stronger than any blood relation. 

The sound of a car engine came from outside, and Rosalyn, looking at the time, guessed it must be Wayne returning home. Glancing at the photo in her hand, she wondered if it was time for a new one. 

The front door opened, and as Rosalyn looked, Wayne caught sight of her and walked over with a gentle smile, pulling her into his arms without a word. 

“Finished?” Rosalyn asked. 

“Not yet.” Wayne shook his head. “I’ll continue tomorrow.” 

“I told you not to come back if it got too late. It takes over an hour to drive back and forth.” Rosalyn said helplessly. 

“No way.” Wayne nuzzled into Rosalyn’s neck. “I can’t sleep without you next to me. How can I deal with things tomorrow if I don’t get a good night’s sleep?” 

“Don’t make excuses. You’ve been without me plenty of times.” Rosalyn slapped him lightly and said, “You’re holding too tight. Loosen up.” 

“That was in the past. It’s not going to happen anymore.” Wayne spoke confidently. “And besides, Mrs. Silverman said not to come back, but here you are, still up. Weren’t you waiting for me?” 

Rosalyn: “…” 

Truth be told, in the past few months, Wayne has been like a shadow, always following her around. She was actually getting used to it. 

“Don’t get cocky.” Rosalyn slapped him again. “It’s late. Go take a shower and try to get some sleep.” 

“Okay, together!” 

“What?” 

Before Rosalyn could react, Wayne had scooped her up in his arms and was striding toward the stairs. 

“Wayne put me down!” 

With so many people in the house and Jaime, the night owl, if someone saw them in this awkward state, she’d want to crawl into a hole. 

Of course, Wayne didn’t put her down. It was past two in the morning by the time they had finished their pleasurable shower. Wayne, full of energy, even helped her dry her hair. 

“Be more careful outside the bedroom from now on!” Rosalyn warned him sternly after a moment: 

Wayne grumbled. It was better back when they were living in the apartment, just the two of them, free to do as they pleased. 

But Wayne dared not voice this thought, fearing his wife might grow tired of him and become distant because of past incidents.