The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Penn's lab, at first glance, bore no resemblance to a hospital.

The entire space was decorated in a solemn style, with simple European lines and retro lighting fixtures. The soft lighting spread throughout the area, creating a soothing atmosphere.

Remarkably, the entire building, not just the outdoor spaces, was filled with greenery.

In short, the moment one stepped into this space, the décor, plants, and calming music would all contribute to a sense of relaxation..

Penn guided Wayne further into the building, casually asking about his recent rest and feelings.

"I went camping with my wife and kids a few days ago. The beautiful scenery seemed to lift my spirits," Wayne answered truthfully. As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Rosalynn, who was lost in thought.

Wayne gently squeezed their entwined hands, and then Rosalynn snapped out of her reverie and looked at him.

"what's wrong?" Rosalynn asked.

"You look a bit pale. Are you hungry?" Wayne whispered.

Rosalynn shook her head, replying, "Let's continue following Dr. Lange."Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Rosalynn's reaction, Wayne couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

Nevertheless, he obediently followed her deeper into the building.

After passing through a long hallway, their view broadened considerably as a more modern building came into sight.

"This look like a ward area" Wayne asked Penn, puzzled. "Why did we come here?"

"My office is on the second floor, Penn answered, pointing to the second story of the building.

Remembering Rosalynn's expression, as well as her recent unusual behavior, Wayne looked at the building with sudden alarm.

The voices that hadn't bothered him for days were back, a muffled, oppressive murmur echoing in his ears, "Do you still not know where you are? Wayne, Rosalynn has abandoned you. You're too dangerous for her, so she doesn't want you anymore. This place will be your prison and your grave!"

"Honey!" Wayne tightened his grip on Rosalynn's hand and suddenly stopped walking.

"what's wrong?" Rosalynn looked at him.

"I left something back at the hotel. Let's go back to get it," Wayne suggested, trying to pull Rosalynn back the way they came, but Jaime blocked his path.

"Jaime! Move!" Wayne demanded, his expression dark.

Jaime remained silent, showing no intention of stepping aside. Not only did Jaime refuse to move, but Felix and Mike both stepped forward, watching Wayne silently.

Wayne froze, and he could feel the hand he was holding slowly growing colder.

Wayne glanced at the silent Rosalynn and plead, "Honey, I don't like it here. Take me home."

Rosalynn knew that Wayne had realized something. She looked up at him, her usually bright eyes now clouded over. "We can't go home yet," she said softly, shaking her head. "Why?* Wayne asked.

The voices in his ear grew louder. "Fool, what else could it be? Have you forgotten? That night, you nearly killed Rosalynn, so she doesn't love you anymore, and she's even afraid of you. That's why she's brought you to this faraway place"