The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 1892

“Our neighborhood used to be packed with folks, and it was like watching a daily soap opera with couples bickering over trivial stuff, Rosalynn began, a grin spreading across her face as she recalled a memory. “When my mom was around, she’d take me to watch these fighting couples whenever we heard them arguing.”

Wayne chuckled lightly at her words.

“Wayne,” Rosalynn squeezed his hand, “In my childhood, I’ve seen a beautiful love story unfold – that of my grandparents. Ever since, I’ve always yearned for the same kind of love. When I grow up, if I get married, I want to find someone who loves me dearly and whom I love just as much. I want us to be like my grandparents, supporting and deeply loving each other.”

“But I… I’m not as good as your grandfather.”

Wayne had been grappling with a deep sense of self–doubt and fragmentation of late.

his soul had been shattered into several pieces, each reflecting a different facet

these pieces, then blend them together to

hadn’t hurt the ones he loved, a soul

grandmother either,” Rosalynn chuckled, shaking her head. “So, let’s

Wayne nodded.

his arm around Rosalynn’s waist, resting his cheek on her belly, hugging

don’t snuggle like this anymore,”

different,” Wayne

so?” Rosalynn asked,