Disabled CEO’s New Wife

“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just that little bitch!” Laurie looked at Harris, who was all dolled up. “Daisy, where are you going?”

Daisy Harris gave her a mysterious smile and whispered, “Mom, I’m going to have dinner with John Sawyer!”

Laurie’s eyes lit up and she said, “John Sawyer? From The Sawyer Group?”

Daisy nodded, looked at Laurie and asked, “Are you satisfied with this choice, Mom?”

Laurie took Daisy’s hand and clapped it, smiling. “Of course. John Sawyer is heir to The Sawyer Group. The Sawyer family is also an important character in Cornshire. If you could marry him, I would be so relieved!”

“Yeah, it’s not as good as the Grant family, but The Sawyer family is good too!” The mother and daughter had the same idea and then smiled at each other.

“Well, I’ll go on my date. Mom, go get some beauty sleep and put on a face mask.”

“Okay!”

As Laurie finished speaking, Daisy turned and walked out the door.

When Laurie went upstairs, Rosemary came out of the stairwell. She frowned as she thought of what they had said.

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Rosemary went upstairs, changed into something casual and came downstairs. Then she said hello to Mrs. Smith and turned to leave.

Sitting on the bus, Rosemary pulled out her cell phone and texted John Sawyer, “Where are you?”

Soon, he replied with a message, “I’m dining with guests at the Venus Hotel!”

Rosemary replied with an “oh” and put the phone back in her bag.

She took a bus to the door of the Venus Hotel. Rosemary looked at the people going in and out, took a deep breath, and went in.

She walked up to the front desk and smiled. “Hello, I was wondering if Mr. John Sawyer has a reservation here?”

“Sorry miss, this is our guest’s information, we are not allowed to reveal it to others!”

“I’m a friend of John Sawyer’s. He called me here!”

“I’m sorry miss, Mr. Sawyer has an appointment with Daisy Harris today and She’s already upstairs!” The receptionist was still smiling, but her smile was tinged with disdain.

Rosemary nodded and said softly, “Thank you!” Then she turned and left.

As she walked to the right of the hall, a woman suddenly stood up on the couch and called out in a soft voice, “John, here!”

John Sawyer, in a white suit, came in from outside the hotel and his eyes fell on Daisy on the sofa. He waved, then walked up and said, “Have you been waiting long?”

Daisy shook her head and her hand slipped naturally into his arm. “Where are we going for dinner?” she said.

“I’ve ordered a meal in the room. Shall we go up?” It was the same soft voice, the voice that Rosemary thought was the most beautiful.

“Well, it’s up to you!” In front of John Sawyer, Daisy was no longer the sarcastic girl at home, but a little woman in love.

Looking at the two figures gradually disappeared in the elevator, Rosemary took two steps backwards involuntarily. Hardly had she gained her footing when strong hands clasped her. A rich voice sounded in her ear.

“Miss, are you all right?”

“I’m fine!” Rosemary said. Without so much as looking up, she ran quickly out of the hotel.

“Am I too ugly these days?” The man touched his chin, shrugged and was escorted into the elevator by bodyguards.