Savage Love On His Wheelchair

“Well, there’s no way I’m taking care of that bitch.” Laurie hung up the phone and sneered.

“Well, nothing against you, but why should you, a head mistress, sulk with a little girl? Didn’t you say she was going to marry Wilson Grant in a few days?” Said a buxom lady, faintly.

Laurie got angrier and angrier as she thought about it. Finally, she waved her hand and said, “Girls, I’m going back now. We’ll catch up later.”

With these words, she picked up her bag and turned away.

Andrew Harris stood outside for a moment, collecting his emotions, and then walked slowly into the room. Seeing Rosemary sitting in the corner of the bed with the quilt, he immediately approached her.

“Rosemary, what’s going on? Why don’t you have a good rest?”

Rosemary saw Andrew Harris’s gaunt, tired face and said, “Dad, I want to go home. I’m fine. Can we get out of here?”

“Okay! Let’s go home”

Andrew Harris quickly checked her out and took her home.

…

to help Rosemary and said, “Miss Harris, I’ll get you upstairs for a hot bath, and

Mrs. Smith. “Thank you,

do. I’ll be back with you when I’m done.” Andrew Harris looked at his daughter apologetically. He should have been at home with her more, but there were things

you go do your thing.

“Okay!”

take good care of Miss Harris.” Andrew Harris said and walked

Knock…

ready to go

you didn’t want to cause trouble, but some people just wanted to

were hospitalized yesterday. I was worried for a long time. Now

skin was fair and rosy. It was

appreciate your concern, but if that’s all, I’ll

door, but Daisy

know where I was today?” Daisy cocked her pointed chin in