Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 586

"Get some rest, Granny. I’ll hang up now."

After ending the call, Belinda sighed deeply. "She could really use a massage right about now."

Inside the RV

Romeo removed Rosemary’s shoes, asking her to lie down and rest for a while.

Covering the girl lightly with a blanket, Romeo massaged her slim arms, gently saying, "Sleep a bit."

Rosemary was exhausted. She closed her eyes and was soon deep in slumber.

In her dream, she heard nurses talking. One moment they said Carol was in trouble, and the next, they claimed Crystal was in trouble.

Rosemary ran back and forth in the long corridor, feeling dizzy from busyness.

Romeo continued to massage her as she dreamed. Seeing her brows knit together, he knew she was having a bad dream.

"Rose," Romeo caressed her face, his voice soft, "Don’t be scared. No matter what happens, I’m always by your side."

Her brows gradually relaxed, as if she could hear his comforting words.

Romeo continued to massage her hands and feet. After holding surgical instruments for so long and standing for such a duration, they must be sore.

Time ticked away.

When Rosemary opened her eyes again, she found herself still in the RV.

"Are we there? Why didn’t you wake me up?"

"I wanted you to sleep a little more," Romeo continued to massage her. "Look, it’s snowing outside."

Under the streetlight, snowflakes fell gently. Rosemary noticed that this was the streetlight outside Romeo’s house.

The RV was parked outside his house, not driven in.

To reach the garage, they would have to go down two slopes and make several turns. Any significant movement might wake her up.

So Romeo had asked his staff to park the vehicle outside.

"What time is it?" she asked.

Seeing her sit up, Romeo wrapped her up in the blanket, afraid she’d catch a cold.

"It’s a little after four."

"Have I slept that long?"

"You were exhausted, and your body is drained." Romeo gently brushed her hair, his voice soft. "Are you hungry? Let’s eat something."

While Rosemary was sleeping, Romeo had asked the chef to prepare some food and bring it to the RV.

A dozen dishes were kept warm. When opened, each was her favorite.

"Cover yourself with the blanket. It’s chilly at dawn. Don’t catch a cold." Romeo picked up a fork. "Let me feed you."

Despite the heating on in the RV, it was still cold. Rosemary was wrapped in a blanket, only her head showing.

She looked adorable.

Romeo’s gaze was full of affection. "You’d look good even in a burlap sack."

"So, should I wear a sack when I go out?"

"No way. Too revealing."

Rosemary couldn’t help but chuckle, watching him scoop up food.

"Aren’t your arms tired?"

"Not at all. I could feed you not just this meal, but for a lifetime."

Under the warm light, Romeo fed her, bite by bite.

Suddenly, Rosemary remembered something.

"Did Clark call you?"

"Yes, he asked me to take good care of you. He said he’d call you once he woke up."

Seeing Romeo continuing to feed her without eating himself, Rosemary couldn’t help but ask,

"Haven’t you eaten since morning?"

Romeo gave a slight smile. "I’m not hungry."

Rosemary picked up a fork and offered him a piece of meat.

Romeo was surprised yet pleased, taking a bite.

"It tastes even better when you feed me."

"Want me to feed you more?"

"No way. I can’t let you." Romeo pulled her hand back under the blanket. "You’ve had enough for one day."

"Just do your job in the future. Don’t worry about me."

Rosemary was referring to him waiting for her day and night at the hospital.

"What’s more important than you?" Romeo looked into her eyes, enunciating each word.

"You didn’t sleep, didn’t eat, and spent a full 21 hours in the OR. I worry about you."

"Worried I’ll collapse from exhaustion?" Rosemary couldn’t help but laugh.

"I’m not a child. I know my limits."

"In my heart, you are still a child." Romeo fed her another spoonful of soup.

"So young, yet carrying a burden heavier than anyone else’s. Sometimes, I wish you’d take it easy, mind your own business more, and care about yourself."

"But I have you to look after me, don’t I?"

"There will always be times when I can’t look after you enough."

Rosemary noticed a change in his mood.

"What’s wrong?"

Romeo was reminded of Rosemary at the hospital today. She had only consumed a bottle of milk, and that too only because he had handed it to her.

Rosemary didn’t want him to worry, so she chugged it down all at once.

If he wasn’t there today, would she have gone 21 hours without eating?

The mere thought of it pained him.

"It’s nothing." Romeo concealed the worry in his eyes, not wanting to burden Rosemary.

"Alright, I know you care about me." Rosemary laughed, her eyes sparkling with a tender light.

"Today was an exception, won’t happen again."

"Your promises never come to fruition."

She had promised him before that she wouldn’t risk danger, that she wouldn’t get hurt, that she would take care of herself—not to worry him.

"Next time, even if you’re busy, you’re not allowed to skip meals."

"Okay."

After some time, Romeo held her as they watched the snow falling outside, the pristine snowflakes fluttering down.

Romeo breathed in her scent.

"It feels like we’ve known each other for a long time."

Their companionship felt as natural as a couple who had been together for decades.

"I feel the same way." Rosemary watched the falling snowflakes, feeling as if time was slowing down once again.

Having someone by her side gave her life a new layer of meaning. It was nice. freёwebnoѵel.com

After a while, they parked the RV in the garage. Romeo wrapped a warm coat around her and carried her into the villa’s elevator.

This residence, called Rose Villa, was something he had bought specifically to be closer to her—near the school.

It had a bedroom, a walk-in closet, a hot spring bath, a lab, and everything he prepared for her.

Romeo carried her into the bedroom.

"I want to take a shower."

Romeo fetched fresh clothes for her and prepared a bath. Only after reminding her of a few things did he leave.

It was still dark at five in the morning, but a light had entered Rosemary’s world that had been gloomy for years.

Meanwhile...

Clark stayed by Carol’s bedside, awake all night.

He hacked into the surveillance of the area around the street where the incident took place. He sorted out all the information and movements of the people involved and sent it to the police.

Some of the hidden culprits were also found.

After a while, he heard some devastating news.

During police interrogation, someone confessed that over twenty people were involved in violating Crystal’s innocence.

Throughout the ordeal, the name Crystal kept crying out was: Clark.

"Clark, rest assured. These people will be punished."

Clark’s eyes reddened again, his fists clenched tightly, his voice tinged with anger.

"Are all those scumbags caught?"