Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Chapter 151

"Only last night, when I went to pay the utility bills did the property management tell me you’re the owner of this house. I had no idea you were the one renting it to

Us."

Rosemary always used to say it was a friend’s house and the rent was dirt cheap.

She felt so ashamed.

She lowered her head as she said this, then quickly burst into laughter. "You’ve been helping me non–stop, pushing me to the top, showing me a whole new world! So, I’ve decided, I’m sticking with you,

learning the ropes!"

Despite her outstanding performance in the contest, many praised her as the new up–and–coming designer, the next "Maestro Stylish".

Only she knew that it’s all thanks to Rosemary’s help that she could create such stunning designs, win the championship, boost her fame, and win over so many fans.

The real deal here was Rosemary!

Without Rosemary, she wouldn’t be where she was now!

"I’m giving you three months," Rosemary said with a smile. "After that, you go back and run your own company."

"Three months?"

She had hoped to learn from Rosemary for three, five, or even ten years.

"Three months is plenty for you." Rosemary believed she was a bright one: "You’re super smart and full of ideas, you’re definitely going to shine in the design world." Molly looked at her, full of gratitude.

"Your salary is all settled, and you have a place to live; I’ll take that key back."

"Thank you, Ms. Rose!"

"Call me Rosemary when it’s just the two of us."

All this time, Rosemary had treated her as a friend; otherwise, she wouldn’t have helped her so much.

Molly said gratefully and joyfully, "Rosemary, I’m so glad I met you!"

Ever since she met Rosemary, her life had taken a drastic turn, completely different from before!

After a full–on day.

After work, Romeo took Rosemary back to Moon Villa.

The marigolds had been planted, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The pink and white flowers surrounding the lake under the setting sun looked like a fairyland.

It seemed never–ending–a sea of pink and white flowers wherever she looked.

Romeo held Rosemary from behind, whispering in her ear, "I have a surprise for you."

A surprise?

This beautiful sea of flowers was already a surprise for her.

What other surprises could there be?

Romeo covered her eyes with one hand and held her waist with the other, whispering a countdown in her ear.

Counting down from three to one, he slowly let go.

Rosemary looked up to see thousands of butterflies dancing among the flowers.

So many butterflies?

Where did they come from?

Was it magic?

"Do you like it?"

It was something Romeo had prepared in advance; the colorful butterflies flew out of the bag, dancing in the beautiful sea of flowers like a beautiful painting.

"I love it." Rosemary’s eyes were filled with the beautiful view and happiness; she smiled, "I really love it."

"As long as you like it, I can catch them for you to see every day." Romeo held her even tighter.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t stay for dinner these two days.

Otherwise, he could have prepared another surprise for her and spent more time with her.

Rosemary spotted a transparent round glass house among the flowers with a top–notch crystal piano inside.

She could tell it was a well–known international piano brand, worth thirty million.

"Do you want to hear me play the piano?"

Rosemary walked into the glass house and played an improvised, beautiful piano piece for him.

Romeo watched her beautiful face as she played; her exquisite features softened his gaze even more.

Her slender fingers freely switching on the keys–every move, every expression–were incomparably beautiful,

After the song ended, Romeo leaned over and kissed her, saying, "That was beautiful."

He heard her voice in the song; she was happy at this moment.

Romeo sat down and said, "I’ll play one for you too."

Rosemary was somewhat surprised. He can play the piano too?

Watching his fingers dance nimbly on the keys, even though it was improvised, it sounded no less professional.

His piano skills surprised Rosemary slightly; this familiar feeling reminded her of the well–known piano prodigy from a few years ago, Mr. Star.

Mr. Star never showed his face when he played; only his hands were shown. They were lean and good–looking, but one could tell he was a young boy.

On the internet, there were only three videos of Mr. Star’s performances, one released each year.

Rosemary remembered every detail and every piano technique clearly.

Unfortunately, he stopped releasing videos a few years ago; his fans waited for years, the hype gradually faded, and then Melody became the new fan favorite.

It seemed like Mr. Star was slowly being forgotten.

After the song ended, Rosemary looked up and asked, "Are you Mr. Star?"

Romeo was somewhat surprised, just from watching him play, this young girl knew who he was.

She was really smart.

"Mr. Star has good–looking hands," Rosemary added.

Romeo smiled and asked, "What about the person himself?"

What kind of question was that?

"It’s fine, being complimented by you, even if it’s just my hands; it makes me happy and satisfied."

Romeo lowered his head and gently kissed her. "This is a song I composed for you, called ’Renai Circulation"."

Rosemary’s eyes softened even more.

Romeo sent the song to her phone, saying, "I recorded this in advance; it’s for you."

The song was romantic and beautiful, expressing his love for her.

Rosemary could hear his voice; he was really saying, I love you,

Romeo saw the sun setting; it was getting dark. He had to take her home.

He heard her brother was back these two days; she had to go home for dinner. Although he was reluctant, Romeo still respected her decision.

In the car, Romeo gently applied medicine for her, saying, "Be careful when you shower; don’t get it wet."

"Okay."

"You don’t need to change the dressing tonight; I’ll help you change it when I take you to work tomorrow."

"Alright."

Rosemary watched his careful manner, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Butler Derek noticed something special about Rosemary’s piano–playing skills. She was as good as the boss, no doubt about it.

Her style was kind of like Melody’s.

Thinking about how Melody played the piano, then recalling Ms. Rose’s performance just now.

The more Derek thought about it, the more it seemed to add up. Finally, he couldn’t resist asking Carl.

When he found out Ms. Rose was actually the internationally renowned Maestro Melody and remembered how she saved lives twice before,

Derek was dumbstruck and deeply impressed. Who would have thought that Ms. Rose’s hands could not only save lives but also create beautiful music?

Most importantly, she was so young and stunningly beautiful. The boss sure hit the jackpot!

Two days later.

Rosemary, following Romeo, came to visit Grandpa at Fairfield Manor, hearing that Grandma had also moved back.

In the past, Phillip had been in poor health, was unable to take care of himself, and had to be hospitalized frequently. Grandma was then sent to a high–end nursing home, where professional doctors and nurses took care of her around the clock, and a group of top doctors were specifically studying her condition.

Now, those top doctors were helpless; Grandpa’s body had recovered, so they brought Grandma back to take care of her personally.

Brodie brought a bowl of traditional medicine. "Sir, have your medicine first?"

"Get it out of here!" Phillip frowned, looking disgusted. "When Rose comes later, my mouth will be full of the bitter taste of the medicine; how can I talk to her?" Just then, a servant loudly announced, "Romeo

and Rosemary are here!"

Seeing Romeo leading Rosemary into the courtyard, Phillip was instantly cheered up: "Rose, you finally came to see me!"

Completely ignoring the tall and handsome Romeo beside him.

"Grandpa." Rosemary raised a smile, and seeing Brodie beside her, she also politely greeted, "Grandpa Brodie, is the medicine ready?"

"Yes, Ms. Rose." Brodie grinned respectfully, thinking to himself, Now let’s see what he do, sir."

Rosemary took over the bowl and naturally held it in front of Phillip, saying, "Grandpa, the medicine should be taken while it’s hot; you look much better today than before."

"Absolutely true, it’s all because of your good medicine; I feel refreshed every day when I wake up! I was just about to drink the medicine; it’s all Brodie’s fault for talking non–stop, I forgot!"

Phillip hurriedly took over the bowl, saying awkwardly, "I’m very self–disciplined in taking medicine."

The servants on the side was speechless. Who was the one who didn’t want to take medicine every day?

And who was the one pretending to be good in front of Ms. Rose now?

Phillip drank the medicine in one breath and asked with great momentum, "Why is there only half a bowl today? Is there any more in the kitchen?".

Brodie couldn’t help but chuckle: "Half a bowl is enough, Sir Phillip; I’ll go get some sugar and snacks, you sit with Romeo and Rosemary for a while."

"Go, go." After chasing away Brodie, Phillip warmly said, "Rose, come here; have you been busy lately?"

Rosemary sat down and said, "Not busy."

"Has this kid bullied you? If he has, Grandpa will stand up for you."

"He’s very good." Rosemary glanced at Romeo; he had been taking care of her in every detail since they met.

"Really?" Phillip was half doubtful. "If there’s anything he doesn’t do well, you must tell Grandpa; I’ll back you up."

Phillip turned to his grandson and said, "Kid, you must be extra nice to Rose; don’t get outdone by a better and younger guy one day; you’ll regret it when it’s too late!"

"Rose likes older men." Romeo sat down and asked softly, "Where’s Grandma?"

"She just finished sunbathing, and the servant took her to change her clothes; why is it taking so long?"

At this time, Brodie brought tea and snacks.

"Please invite Shirley over right away."

Brodie personally pushed Shirley out of the inner room.

The kind Shirley, dressed in gorgeous clothes, looked radiant. Sitting in a wheelchair, motionless, she exuded the elegant demeanor of a person living in a superior environment.

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