Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife

Just as Ophelia stepped out of the main building, Sean caught up with her. "Wait up."

Why did he follow her out??

She felt even more uncomfortable now.

"About the project thing. It was a fault made by my team. It's sorted now, and no one will block your projects again," he said.

Ophelia hadn't expected him to come out and talk about this. She nodded, "Thanks."

"Don't mention it," Sean replied. Seeing her about to leave, he couldn't help but try to keep her a little longer, "Maybe stay a while?"

"Rose's leaving for a trip abroad. I don't want to delay her schedule."

She intended to let Rose finish her work early, then go back and rest at home.

Seeing that Sean was still standing in front of her and not planning to move, Ophelia asked in a cool voice, "Is there anything else?"

Sean suddenly remembered something and handed her a tube of ointment, "Rose wanted me to give this to you. You should take care of that cut on your forehead. Don't get it wet. And if it hurts, you can

tell me."

Ophelia was puzzled. Why should she tell him?

"I can ask Rose to see if she has a solution to the pain," Sean said, worried that his ulterior motive would be revealed, "Last night, Rose said your wound was from a glass shard, and it was kind of deep. You'll need to apply this ointment for a couple of weeks to prevent scarring."

Rose hadn't mentioned any ointment last night, but today she had asked him to pick up the tube from the coffee table, probably this very one.

"Alright." Ophelia took the ointment, and they fell into an awkward silence.

Then, as Sean saw some flowers in the dirt beside them, it occurred to him , "Oh, right."

He picked up the potted plants, "These are your flowers; don't forget them."

Ophelia didn't expect Rose to be so thoughtful to have even refreshed the soil, and just as she was about to take them.

Sean held onto them, "Rose asked me to carry them to your car."

Huh??

Though surprised, Ophelia accepted Rose's gesture and walked with Sean towards the gate.

"I haven't lived with Rose for long, so I don't know her usual likes and dislikes. Since she's traveling, I'm worried I won't cater to her tastes well enough. Can you tell me?" Sean started a conversation.

Hearing that it was about Rose, Ophelia felt her tense nerves relaxed a bit, and she began to chat away.

"What about you, what do you like?"

Ophelia paused, blushing slightly. So, after all this roundabout talking, he wanted to know her favorite foods??

"It's nothing, just making conversation," Sean said, again trying to cover his tracks.

"I like strawberries, mangoes. Not a fan of pineapple, but if Rose's around, I can handle anything."

Sean looked into her eyes and said, "You're really good to her."

"It's her who's good to me. She's protective of me heart and soul. I'm blessed to have such a friend in this life."

Not to mention friends like Kelly.

Ophelia could not help but feel she must have saved the world in her past life to deserve such fiercely loyal friends in this life.

"I'll call a cab."

Ophelia was about to hail a ride when Sean unexpectedly handed her a set of car keys.

They looked just like the set she had the night before, but these appeared brand new, unlike her slightly chipped and worn ones.

"Is this fixed?" Ophelia was surprised. That was so fast.

"Your old ride was riddled with bullets, interior shot to bits. The mechanic said it would take a month to fix." Sean pushed the keys toward her again. "This one's brand new. I got your old plate transferred to it, everything's been cleared with the DMV. It's road-ready."

Ophelia was stunned that Sean would buy her an identical car and even take care of the license plate.

"Look, the whole mess started because of the Collins family. Those goons wanted to use you as leverage." Sean maintained his key-offering stance. "Drive this home and your folks won't suspect a thing. If your car suddenly disappeared, and they found out it was shot up, imagine the worry."

"But..."

She knew he was going out of his way to gift her this car, she understood his intentions, but the gift was too lavish to accept.

"Last night, you were almost a casualty because of the Collins family. If you don't accept this, we'll all feel terrible. Consider it a small compensation from us." Seeing her hesitation, Sean extended the keys

closer. "If you don't take them, I'll have to drive you home myself."

"Fine." Eventually, Ophelia thanked him and took the keys, driving off in the new car.

As she drove home, she noticed the upgraded system, including the interiors and seats. It was definitely a deluxe version of her former car!

How on earth did Sean manage to find such a rare, high-end model on such short notice.

Watching Ophelia drive away, Sean finally revealed a satisfied smile.

Great, she'd accepted his gift!

"Nice wheels."

Clark's sudden remark made Sean whirl around to see Hunter, Chasel, and Clark standing behind him.

They'd been watching for who knows how long.

Chasel teased, "You're so generous, giving away a gift worth millions."

Hunter chimed in, "I've never even received a decent gift from you all these years."

Clark added with a sly grin, "Ophelia's car is exactly the model I've had my eye on recently. Wonder if she'd give me a lift."

"Back off."

Hearing Clark, Sean warned, "If you so much as touch Ophelia's car, I'll break your legs."

"Whoa, you want to break your brother's legs?" Clark smirked provocatively. "Come on, let's see you try."

Then, noticing Rose approaching, Clark suddenly played the victim, "Rose! Waaah, Sean wants to break my legs."

Sean couldn't believe the theatrics of the man. He retorted, "Ignore him, he's full of it."

Rosemary's gaze shifted to Hunter and Chasel, who with a grave nod seemed to confirm Clark's tale.

"You guys." Sean was shocked that both would conspire against him. Chasel, maybe, but Hunter as well?

"I didn't, really." Sean feared his sister's misunderstanding. "Are you ready? I'm taking you abroad."

"Rose, don't leave me. I'm afraid he really will break my legs." Clark continued his melodrama.

Sean's fists clenched a little tighter.