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Chapter 473
That feeling of total freedom, it was just so freaking awesome.
It seemed like even breathing was smoother than usual.
Baillie had invested in a lot of properties in H City.
He picked out several of the best houses in the best locations and took her to see them one by one.
There were three places that fit Paige’s tastes perfectly in terms of neighborhood, location, and layout.
In the end, Paige picked one that was more convenient for Baillie to go to work.
After choosing a house, Baillie also prepared some forms for her to think about and fill out gradually in
the next few days, which were about home decoration issues and functional requirements, and so on.
Baillie seriously told her, “This will be our home for a long time, and I want to do everything I can to
make Mrs. Scott feel satisfied and comfortable, which will also make me happy.”
Paige briefly told Rosalynn about the house selection process.
As she stirred the whipped cream on the cake, she said, “To be honest, whenever I’m with Baillie, it
feels unreal. Are there really people like him in this world?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Yeah, look, you’ve met one, haven’t you?” Rosalynn laughed.
Paige’s happiness was plain to see.
In just two days, her state of mind had transformed.
“Oh, right!”
Paige suddenly remembered.
“What happened between you and Wayne? You two were even caught giving each other a passionate
French kiss!” As Paige said this, she was about to flip the pictures when Rosalynn stopped her hand,
“That was him being shameless and forcing me!”
Paige replied, “Keep making stuff up, I have proof!”
Netizens said they couldn’t even tell the two apart.
Paige also saw that Rosalynn’s eyes had softened!
How was that coercion?
“Damn internet!” Rosalynn finally cursed through gritted teeth.
“Baby, I’ll say it again: life is short. If you want to make up, just do it, and let the future take care of
itself!”
Having been through breaking ties with the Sutton family, her mom, and her quick marriage with Baillie,
Paige had come to realize that no matter what worries or schemes you have, if you’re doomed, you
can’t escape it no matter how much you plan. And if it’s destined to be yours, you will get it in the end.
It’s better to just go with the flow – you might even get some surprises.
“I know. I’ll finish this project first, and he needs to deal with Old Mrs. Silverman’s affair, so let’s talk
about it later.” Rosalynn took a bite of the cake. It had been years since she had tasted this. The once
much–loved cake now seemed a bit too sweet to Rosalynn. If even the cake was like that, what about
people?
Leaving the studio, Rosalynn and Paige originally planned to go to a restaurant for dinner.
But now that Rosalynn’s face had been exposed on the internet, if they were recognized, it would be
another bunch of troubles.
So the two ordered takeout and directly went back to eat.
Late at night, Rosalynn took a shower.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen she opened WhatsApp, there were already more than a dozen unread messages from Wayne.
In addition to explaining to her that the new social media trend chart had nothing to do with him, he was
sending pictures of odd little trees, rocks,
and ants moving house in the church…
The last message was half an hour ago.
“Wify, got my shot.”
Although it was just a text with no expression, to Rosalynn’s eyes, it seemed like Wayne was seeking
complishments.
Rosalynn thought about it and replied, “Alright.”
Wayne immediately responded, “Have you finished work?”
“Yep.” Rosalynn replied.
Now her relationship with Wayne seemed to have completely reversed.
In the past, she would send lots of messages, and either he wouldn’t reply or only give a few words
back. When he was impatient, he’d send a
voice message.
Now it was Wayne’s turn.