Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Chapter 397

A few days later.

After wrapping up his work, Romeo decided to take Rosemary out for a movie night.

But as soon as he got home, he found Rosemary all dressed up, ready to go out.

"Out with Mom again?" he asked.

"Yep, Aunt Jennifer asked me to accompany her while shopping," she replied.

That had been going on for days!

Once Rosemary had left, Romeo couldn’t help but call Jennifer. "Mom, when are you and Dad leaving for your trip?"

"We decided not to go," Jennifer’s voice sounded cheerful. "I realized that I have more fun with Rose."

Romeo asked, a hint of frustration in his voice, "Don’t you love traveling the world? Weren’t you supposed to set off right after visiting Grandma and Grandpa?"

"No, I prefer spending time with Rose than looking at the beaches of Maldives. Rose won’t be home for dinner tonight, you’ll have to manage on your own. I must hang up now, Rose might try to call me."

Exasperated, Romeo recalled how a couple of days ago, he wanted to take Rose to see the waterfalls, but his mom whisked her away with a single phone call.

Yesterday, he planned to show Rose the rolling clouds at the sea, but again, his mom got there first.

And that day, he wanted to take Rose to a movie, but by the time he got home and was ready to ask her, she was already dressed and out the door.

Sitting on his couch in his empty house, Romeo felt frustrated but didn’t know who to vent to.

On the other side of town, Rosemary, arm in arm with Jennifer, had visited several luxury stores.

Jennifer was a top-tier VIP customer of many high-end brands, so every store they walked into would close its doors to other customers, providing exclusive service to them to make them feel as comfortable as possible.

At that time, they were in a top-tier fashion store, filled with all types of clothing.

The store manager, along with several employees, enthusiastically followed Jennifer and Rosemary around, introducing various items and curiously wondering about Rosemary’s identity.

"We’ve never seen this young lady before," the store manager complimented genuinely. "She’s incredibly beautiful and carries a unique aura."

Jennifer loved hearing praises about her daughter-in-law. She chuckled and asked, "Do we look like mother and daughter?"

Mother and daughter?!

The store manager chuckled, "Mrs. McMillian, you are too young for that. More like sisters. But the young lady does have your extraordinary features and elegant demeanor. She does look like a family member."

"We are family," Jennifer said, then turned to Rosemary and asked affectionately, "Do you like this dress?"

"I have too many dresses already," Rosemary didn’t want Jennifer to spend more. She had already bought her so many things. Anything that was good-looking and suitable, Jennifer had already bought it for her. George couldn’t even carry all the shopping bags, so he had the driver take a car full of shopping bags home.

No matter what, she didn’t want Jennifer to buy anymore.

However, the store manager and the employees all said, "Please accept Mrs. McMillian’s kind gesture."

"We’ve never seen Mrs. McMillian bring any girl here before, let alone select clothes for her. She must really like you."

"Your skin is so fair. Wearing this dress would make you look like a fairy descended from heaven."

"If you wear this dress and walk with Mrs. McMillian, everyone can tell that you’re family."

In the end, the last comment captured Jennifer’s heart. She generously said, "I’ll take this one in small."

"Yes, Mrs. McMillian," the store manager was overjoyed and personally went to wrap it up.

"Mrs. McMillian, your taste is impeccable. You’ve picked out the crown jewel of our store."

"Mrs. McMillian must really care for you, splurging on such an elegant and expensive dress for you."

"I’m so envious."

"Yes, you are indeed fortunate."

Compliments flowed around Rosemary. After a while, Jennifer had purchased quite a few items. George, unable to carry any more, called their chauffeur to ask where he was.

"Alright, I’ll be waiting for you at the entrance."

After ending the call, George, weighed down by dozens of shopping bags, turned to Jennifer as he said, "Honey, I’ll bring these bags to Gene first, then I’ll come back to help you with your shopping."

"Go ahead," Jennifer picked a few more dresses, asking Rosemary for her opinion. She seemed intent on buying her the entire store.

Feeling neglected, George was about to take the elevator when a sudden pain shot through his back, his old ailment flaring up again.

Rosemary noticed and excused herself to Jennifer before rushing over to him.

"It’s nothing serious, just my old back acting up. I’m getting old. It’s only normal for me to have these kinds of problems."

"I can carry it."

Looking at George’s arms laden with over thirty shopping bags, Rosemary felt guilty.

"No need, I can handle it," George could never let his daughter-in-law carry the load.

"But your back."

"It’s alright, really."

Just then, a female voice squealed in disbelief, "Rosemary?"

Turning around, Rosemary saw Yolanda in a young man’s arm, looking at her in surprise.

"Rose, is this a classmate of yours?" George was about to greet them.

To his surprise, Rosemary averted her gaze and said to George, "We’re not close. Let me carry the bags."

"But you’re still young, we can’t let you carry these."

"I insist."

"No, really, I can."

Seeing Rosemary still being her dismissive self, Yolanda felt a pang of irritation.

"Yoli, is this the sister you’ve mentioned before?"

Gerald had heard Yolanda talk about Rosemary before—a woman who enjoyed being spoiled by older men, using their credit cards to fulfill her vanity, and scheming to put Yoli’s parents in jail. She was a woman who looked down upon others and carried an air of arrogance.

He didn’t expect to run into her that day!

"Some people spend their lives relying on men to buy them luxury goods, and not just any men, but married, older men. Yoli, don’t you think she’s pitiable?" Gerald added, placing a supportive hand on Yolanda’s shoulder, looking down at Rosemary from his high horse.

Rosemary and George were both speechless. Both had the same thought: "What’s his problem??"

Yolanda didn’t know who that middle-aged man was, but his arms were laden with dozens of luxury shopping bags, clearly showing he was wealthy.

She didn’t expect Rosemary, who she thought had settled down, to be mixing with an older man, and worse still, extorting him into buying her all those luxury goods.

Even with Gerald’s decent financial status, he would never buy her so many items at once.

She didn’t expect that older man to be so generous towards Rosemary.

With those thoughts, Yolanda was eaten up with jealousy.