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Chapter 480
One can imagine that this child was lively, adorable, and kind–hearted.
Just like Ivy.
“And the next day, she got into a fight with that chicken. She got her arm scratched up by it, and Hilaria was so mad she cooked the chicken that night.”
When Rosalynn thought about this, she still found it quite funny.
When Ivy found out the chicken was cooked, she was sad for a few seconds, but the chicken was so delicious that she apologized to it while tearing up as she ate two big chicken legs.
From then on, all the poultry sent to the island had to be processed first. Hilaria really didn’t want Ivy to make friends with chickens and ducks anymore.
“She’s really adorable,” Wayne gently said.
Rosalynn looked up at him, then looked away, nodding her head, “Yeah, she really is, everyone who has met her likes her.”
“I would like her too!” Wayne immediately said.
Rosalynn kept quiet and didn’t respond. Yeah, you definitely would like her.
“All done.”
Ignoring his words, Rosalynn used gauze to re–wrap the wound: “Don’t get it wet, and don’t let the wound split open again. I’m very busy tomorrow and won’t have time to treat you.”
“Got it.” Wayne nodded.
“I’m going now.”
Rosalynn wiped her hands, grabbed her bag, and was about to leave.
“I’ll walk you out.” Wayne stood up and followed her,
Rosalynn couldn’t hear any more mockery from Maddie, so she didn’t refuse.
The two walked one after the other along the peaceful old road at night.
“Have you set the date for the funeral?” Rosalynn asked.
“Yeah, the 17th,” Wayne replied, “would you like to come?”
“No.” Rosalynn shook her head, “After the FreshBite presentation, I have to go back and be with my daughter.”
Wayne hesitated for a moment.
And then he finally reached out, grabbed Rosalynn’s arm, and pulled her back into his arms.
Due to the suddenness, Rosalynn’s forehead hit his chest.
She winced in pain, covering her forehead and looking up, her eyebrows knitted together.
“Let your aunt bring her over,” Wayne said solemnly, don’t allow you to see that man over there!”
Turned out, gentleness was just an act.
“He’s not there!” Rosalynn gritted her teeth.
“You guys are separated? He is not treating you well?” Wayne asked seriously.
How contradictory could he be?
He both wanted the man to treat her badly, so she could return to his side without hesitation.
But he also feared that man would make her miserable all these years.
“What do you need to know that for? Didn’t you tell me to choose between divorce and widowhood?” Rosalynn managed not to roll her eyes.
“If he’s bullying you, treating you badly, you don’t have to choose. Just be a widow,” Wayne said seriously.
Rosalynn looked at him and she couldn’t help but laugh,
“So, if someone’s bad to me, they have to die, what about you then?”
Wayne’s hand clearly trembled a bit.
