Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Chapter 335

Throughout dinner, Myra’s gaze never left Chasel.

She was gawking at him like a starstruck fan would at their favorite idol, her eyes filled with admiration, affection, and excitement.

Louisa, watching this scene, couldn’t help but chuckle. "Chasel, do you know what Myrna likes to eat? Pass her some more dishes. Myrna, this is your home from now on. Whatever you want to eat or drink, don’t be shy."

Myrna flashed a radiant smile. "Thank you; you’re so kind."

Louisa laughed even harder. "I’m kind? Then you should visit more often! If Chasel is too busy to accompany you, just give me a call. I’ll come pick you up myself! I have tons of Chasel’s childhood photos."

"Mom." The thought of the embarrassing photos in that album made Chasel cringe.

Myrna chuckled and readily agreed, but she seemed to have moved her injury, prompting a concerned Chasel to remind her, "Easy there."

His tone was not only gentle but also a tad pampering.

Louisa, seeing their sweet interaction, left the dining room gleefully, leaving them some alone time.

After the meal, Myrna found out that Kenneth and Louisa had prepared a lot of gifts for her to take home, which she kept refusing.

"This really isn’t necessary. I didn’t bring anything for you on my first visit, which was already very rude. How could you still prepare so much for me? I feel really bad," Myrna said as she took two large gift boxes out of the trunk to return them.

"Just take them! They’re just a small token for our future daughter-in-law! It’s not that much!"

But the trunk was already packed full.

Kenneth, with a beaming smile, placed the gifts and moved back into the car.

Louisa also patted Myrna’s hand, saying with a smile, "You being here is the best gift. You don’t need to bring anything when you visit us in the future. If you feel bad, just come spend some time with us."

Touched, Myrna’s eyes welled up, and she hugged Louisa. "You guys are so nice."

Growing up, her family atmosphere was very strict, and she rarely experienced such warmth. Her every action and word at home was restricted; she couldn’t even laugh out loud. But in this house, she felt so much more relaxed and happier.

Louisa felt even warmer inside when Myrna hugged her. "Good girl, if you like it here, come often. We really like you too! When Chasel is free, bring him to your house for a visit and let us meet your parents."

Upon hearing this, Myrna was even more delighted, and she hugged Louisa for a while before letting go.

"Myrna, I’ll take you home."

The voice came from the crowd. It was Rosemary.

"Okay!" Myrna immediately grinned from ear to ear at the sight of her.

"Chasel, Myrna and I will wait for you at the front gate."

"Alright." Chasel was accepting gifts from Kenneth. The trunk was already packed, so some items were placed on the back seat.

Rosemary and Myrna slowly walked towards the garden, only starting to talk when there was no one else around.

"Myrna, this medicine is for you." Rosemary handed over a small bottle. "Use it when you need to change your dressing; the instructions are on the bottle."

Myrna looked at it, touched that Rosemary was still concerned about her injury, and gratefully accepted it, saying, "Thank you."

"Sorry, I didn’t recognize it was you. I got a little too rough there."

Rosemary only saw a suspicious figure lurking around her home, and she thought she was a threat to her family.

"No, no, it’s my fault for popping up all of a sudden without giving you a heads-up. You didn’t do anything wrong!"

Myrna pocketed the small bottle and grabbed Rosemary’s hand with a grin, saying, "You could’ve totally offed me, but you didn’t; you held back. That shows you’re a kind-hearted, super gentle girl!"

Could the flattery get any thicker?

Myrna: "I’m not hurting at all, seriously! Don’t tell your family how this happened; it’s all water under the bridge!"

Rosemary got it. Myrna didn’t want her to get in trouble. Who knew Myrna was this nice? From the moment she walked through the door, she had Rosemary’s back.

As they walked forward, Myrna seemed to remember something: "Hold on, how come you’re the boss of Mafia Flame? Does Chasel know about this?"

"He doesn’t know," Rosemary replied calmly. "It’s a long story, but how did you figure out it was me?"

Myrna gave a cheeky smile. "You saved me a year ago; don’t you remember?"

Rosemary drew a blank.

"I was on a secret mission and got chased down by enemies from another country. You showed up out of nowhere and took on ten guys to help me. The move you pulled tonight was your opener back then; it left a mark!"

Myrna’s words jogged Rosemary’s memory.

Myrna was all bloody, chased by a gang. Despite her disguise as a man and wearing a mask, Rosemary could tell from her movements and figure that she was a young woman.

Rosemary decided to step in because those chasing Myrna were heartless bastards who often picked fights with Mafia Flame.

What surprised Rosemary was that when she dealt with those guys, Myrna had already taken off.

Myrna also recalled this.

"Sorry, the mission was super important. Although you saved me, we were strangers. I ran because I didn’t want to spill any secrets; I was afraid of getting caught again, and I was poisoned. So, I didn’t have time to thank you."

Who would’ve thought their paths would have crossed a year ago?

With a serious tone, Myrna said to Rosemary, "Thank you, Rose. Thanks for saving me back then!"

"No problem," Rosemary smiled and said. "Seeing you doing fine now makes me happy."

Myrna: "Your moves are even sharper than a year ago, and I didn’t even notice you coming close."

Rosemary remembered the moment when she held the knife to her throat. She couldn’t help but laugh. "That’s because you were daydreaming... Were you thinking about Chasel?"

Myrna blushed. "Is it that obvious?"

Rosemary just laughed and said, "Chasel is lucky to have you. You guys should hurry up and tie the knot."

"What? That’s a long way away. I’m already over the moon that Chasel agreed. Thanks for your blessing. You’re really nice, not like Serena."

Hearing this, Rosemary was a bit surprised. "You know Serena?"

"Yes, I’ve met her a few times," Myrna said casually. "Overall, I think she’s not as good as you."