Rosemary held her phone close to her ear, catching the deep, magnetic voice of the man on the other end.
"My grandpa's run into a bit of trouble. I need your help."
Rosemary was puzzled. Phillip seed to be doing fine the day before.
What could have gone wrong?
"Where are you right now?" Roo's voice was as low and captivating as a cello, "I'll co to pick you up."
"Could you head to the Holy Cross Church in the suburbs then?"
The Holy Cross Church was not far from the mansion, and Rosemary could reach in a few minutes if she took the shortcuts.
Roo was taken aback, "Are you in the suburbs?"
"Mmm."
The Holy Cross Church was an old building left from the 80s, with no worshippers visiting the weed-infested place. What could a girl like her be doing there?
After hanging up, Rosemary told Kelly, "I need to make a trip to the Holy Cross Church, got so business to handle."
"Alright." Kelly knew Rosemary had a lot on her plate and didn't ask further, "I'll send your stuff over later."
There was a whole workflow to be done after the shoot, and Rosemary, pressed for ti, simply nodded,
"Okay."
At the entrance of the Holy Cross Church.
Roo's mind wandered, "Is Miss Rosemary here for a photoshoot? She's incredibly beautiful, and it would be a sha if she isn't!"
Remaining silent, Roo fixed his gaze on the distance, awaiting the appearance of a figure.
Suddenly, Carl exclaid, "It's Miss Rosemary! I knew it! She must be here for a photoshoot."
Adorned in a white dress, Rosemary looked like a stunning vision against the backdrop of the setting sun,turning the church into a picturesque scene. Her flowing dress and waving hair made her appear like a fairy erging from a painting.
Carl found himself captivated by her beauty. After a mont, he stepped out of the car and courteously opened the door for her, saying, "Miss Rosemary, please co in."
With lively eyes and a radiant aura, Rosemary glanced briefly at the man in the backseat before seating herself next to him without any pretense. "How is Phillip doing?" she inquired.
Roo, still srized by Rosemary's presence, replied, "He had so soup that soone brought, and now he's in surgery."
"Was it a soup from soone he knows?"
"Yes."
Rosemary recalled Phillip's condition yesterday. Even if he drank soup, it wouldn't warrant surgery.
So there must be sothing wrong with the soup.
"Miss Rosemary, if you don't mind asking, how old are you?" Carl glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "You're still in school, right?"
She looked like a little girl.
"I'm eighteen." Rosemary's tone seed casual, "I just finished my university entrance exams."
Eighteen?
She was still so young...
Carl exclaid, "You're only eighteen and already such a skilled doctor. Did your ancestors practice dicine?"
"No."
"So, you are..." Carl didn't finish his sentence when the car suddenly jolted.
Rosemary lost her balance and fell towards Roo.
Roo instinctively caught her.
Rosemary was wearing a sleeveless dress today, and Roo's hand on her shoulder made her blush slightly.
Roo's expression was a bit unnatural as he touched the girl's soft, delicate skin.
The girl's elegant scent filled his nostrils, it was a pleasant aroma.
"I'm sorry, Mr. McMillian, Miss Rosemary, I..." Before Carl could explain, the car jolted a few more tis.
He had been talking to Miss Rosemary and hadn't noticed the bumps in the road...
As the car jerked violently, Roo held the girl in his arms protectively and warned Carl, "Keep your eyes on the road."
Rosemary raised her eyes and saw his refined features... sothing deep within her seed to be touched. After the car was driving smoothly, Roo finally let go of her hand and said, "I'm sorry."
"it's okay" Rosemary looked away, her face slightly flushed.
The first two tis Roo had t Rosemary, she appeared aloof and arrogant, but now she seed like a timid little girl, which he found intriguing. Carl thought Roo might get angry, but he didn't...
Carl looked up and noticed the subtle atmosphere in the backseat. Suddenly, he realized sothing...
"Focus on driving" Roo noticed his gaze and spoke with a slightly stern tone.
In the past, any woman who dared to get close to Roo would undoubtedly be cold-shouldered, or even thrown out of the car! But now...
Roo didn't drive this woman away; instead, he held her during the bumpy ride...
Carl quickly said, "Mr. McMillian, it's because of Phillip that I've been distracted"
Roo was puzzled.
"Miss Rosemary, today Mr. McMillian and I went to see Phillip. He said he wanted to et you and personally thank you for saving his life. You may not know, but Phillip is very stubborn. Once he
decides to et you, he will definitely find you."
Carl then turned to Rosemary and said, "Mr. McMillian, I'm worried that Phillip might disturb Miss Rosemary's life. Could we schedule a ti for Miss Rosemary to et him and explain the dangers of not
taking his dication? Miss Rosemary is a doctor, and Phillip will surely listen to her."
"Can we do that, Miss Rosemary?" Roo followed up.
"Okay" Rosemary nodded, mostly concerned that they might co looking for her and cause trouble.
"If he wakes up, I'll go see him directly. If he's still unconscious, we'll arrange another ti," Rosemary added.
"Alright." Roo's gaze lingered on her face, and then he took out his phone and asked, "If we're going to schedule a ti... can I add you on WhatsApp?"
"Sure."
Carl saw them adding each other as WhatsApp friends and couldn't contain his excitent!
"When the ti cos, you send your address, and I'll co to pick you up," Roo said, his tone gentle.
"Okay."
At the entrance of the operating room at Hope Hospital...
Brodie paced anxiously, constantly glancing at the operating room. Phillip had been in there for an hour, and the surgical light was still on...
The elevator door opened, and Roo and Rosemary walked out together. They both had outstanding looks and well-proportioned figures, looking like a perfect match
"Young Master..." Brodie noticed the young girl beside Roo, feeling sowhat surprised, but he didn't have ti to ask too much. "Phillip has been in the operating room for an hour."
"What did the doctor say?"
"It doesn't look good..."
Brodie sounded a bit downcast, he wished he had stopped Phillip from drinking.
"Bring the soup that person sent over, let Ms. Collins have a look."
"Okay"
Though surprised, Brodie quickly brought over the soup.
Rosemary stirred the remaining soup ingredients with a spoon, realizing it was a famous heart-nourishing soup.
But the soup shouldn't taste like this.
Rosemary sniffed carefully, indeed catching a familiar scent.
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