Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 692

Chapter 692: Chapter 692

Serena hung her head low.

"It’s all my fault. I promise I’ll change."

"Serena, I’ve watched you grow up, and I know you’re a good kid at heart," Eunice said, looking at the girl before her and offering guidance.

"I won’t bore you with a sermon, but now that Rose has come back to this family, I hope you two can live in harmony. Be polite when you speak to her. She is your elder sister after all."

Serena nodded.

"I understand. I’ll try."

"There’s another thing I need to criticize you for," Eunice continued.

Serena, who had just started to relax, tensed up once more.

"I saw you, dragging your grandpa out for a walk and having the staff take pictures. If I’m not mistaken, you started running with him to make the pictures look better, didn’t you?"

Fear flashed across Serena’s face.

"Aunt Eunice, please, let me explain. I know it was wrong. I just wanted to take more photos with Grandpa as keepsakes."

"Your grandpa just had surgery. Rose just saved his life, and here you are, playing around. What if something dangerous had happened? It wouldn’t just be on you. How would your uncle and I explain this to the rest of the family? After all, he fell while he was in our care."

Eunice was known for her straightforwardness.

"I know kids your age love to post on Facebook, but you can’t disregard your grandpa’s health for some online likes. It was so cold, even from a distance, I could see him hunched over from the chill."

In truth, Serena had also noticed her grandpa shivering from the cold, but she had hoped he could endure a little longer for the sake of the pictures—even though she herself was shivering.

"Also, about the birthday party last night—I didn’t take you because it was a setup, a trap. You have no idea what Rose and I went through. It’s not something you could have handled."

Upon hearing this, Serena suddenly felt there was more to last night’s party than she had known. Why did her aunt think she couldn’t handle it, yet Rosemary could?

"Rose has been through a lot and has made many sacrifices for our family. You don’t have to be best friends, but at the very least, you should treat each other with respect. If you can’t even manage basic courtesy, then why bother living under the same roof?"

Serena lifted her eyes, looking at her aunt in astonishment.

"I won’t say anymore. Rose has finally come back to this family, and like everyone else, I don’t want her to be mistreated again. Think about what I’ve said."

With that, Eunice turned and left, bumping into Bard as she exited the tea room.

Bard had just finished applying medicine to his father, who had fallen asleep. Remembering his wife was waiting outside, he went to find her.

He hadn’t expected to walk into the middle of a conversation between his wife and his niece, having overheard everything from the tea room.

He motioned for his wife to talk somewhere more private, away from the tea room. Once they were alone, Bard asked in a low voice,

"What’s going on?"

Eunice succinctly recounted the events, leaving Bard in disbelief. When had Serena become so evil?

Was it her dragging Darren out for a walk in sub-zero weather just for a Facebook photo? Was it her causing both of them to fall and then instructing the staff to keep quiet about it? Was it her disrespect towards Rosemary, the underhanded tactics?

Bard suddenly felt as if his niece had become a stranger.

Was it because they hadn’t been in touch for so long, or was this who she truly was deep down?

"We’ll have to keep a closer watch," Eunice said.

"Even though we’re just her aunt and uncle and shouldn’t interfere too much, if Serena refuses to mend her ways, her presence is not good for Rose. It might be better to set her up in her own place. She’s eighteen now—an adult."

Bard nodded, seeing the sense in his wife’s words.

Kenneth and Louisa had cherished Serena like their own daughter for eighteen years, and the love and effort they had invested was not something that could be easily dismissed with a few words.

They heard she was an orphan, all alone in the world, and given the Collins family wealth, it wasn’t like they could just turn her out on the streets.

The Collins family was well-off. Taking in one more wasn’t a burden.

So, it wasn’t a surprise that they decided to keep her around.

"You know, as her aunt and uncle, we can only offer advice. In the end, it’s up to her guardians to make the decision," Eunice remarked, glancing toward the garden.

Snowflakes began to fall, and Rosemary was walking alone amidst them when Romeo, who was standing by the front door, noticed her. He quickly handed his umbrella to the doorman to bring out to her.

"Is that Romeo?" A knowing smile played on Eunice’s lips.

"Seems he’s quite taken with our Rose."

The doorman brought the umbrella to Rosemary, and just as she stepped out, Romeo draped his coat over her shoulders, took the umbrella from her hand, and pulled her into a warm embrace.

"I’ve finally got you in my arms," Romeo couldn’t help but say as he looked down at her.

His fiancée, it seemed, was probably the busiest woman in the world, and catching sight of her had become a rare treat.

Rosemary chuckled.

"Well, here I am, seeking you out as soon as I got a moment."

Romeo gazed into her eyes with a smile.

"I thought you might not come. You mentioned on the phone that Grandpa had an accident. What happened? Is it serious?"

"You sure are getting the hang of calling him ’Grandpa’?" Rosemary teased.

"’Wife’ rolls off the tongue even better. Want to hear it?"

"No thanks," Rosemary shot back.

"Grandpa’s situation is a long story."

"Let’s talk in the car then."

The car was warm—no way he was going to let his girl get cold.

Once Rosemary was settled in the car, she explained the gist of it, leaving Romeo somewhat speechless.

"I remember when she used to make soup for Grandpa, making his illness worse. In the end, it was you who had to step in and save the day."

Rosemary recalled the incident when Serena had eagerly bought leftovers from a medicine auction at an insane price to make soup for Grandpa Phillip. The well-intentioned gesture had ended up landing Phillip in the operating room.

"Time’s passed, and she still hasn’t learned?" Romeo said as he drove.

"And once again, you’re the one cleaning up the mess."

"She always feels like I’m going to take everything from her," Rosemary said with a sense of resignation.

"But isn’t everything she has because of you? Your family is her family. Her lifestyle is thanks to you. What does she really have that’s hers?"

"Well, Martin is hers."

"Martin only knows her because she’s ’the Collins’ heiress’. If she were from an ordinary background, how could she ever know Martin? So, in the end, it’s still your doing."

Seeing how blatantly biased he was, Rosemary couldn’t help but laugh.

"You’re quite the defender."

"Because you’re worth defending," Romeo said, freeing one hand to hold hers.

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