Chapter 2000


    Could that Wayne touch him now? And if he could, was it possible for him to touch others, too?


    Wayne didn’t realize it, but he had made tangible a person who didn’t originally exist.


    In the future, the doctors would say he had lost his grip on reality, unable to differentiate the real from


    the imagined.


    By the time he reached the lobby, Rosalynn was changing her shoes by the elevator.


    “When did you two be so close?” Rosalynn asked, ncing at Wayne and Jaime, who were


    trailing behind one another.c2


    Jaime scoffed, “Women! When Wayne and I don’t get along, you nag. When we do get along, you


    make fun of us. Make up your mind!”


    I’m not making fun of you! I’ll have a chat with Paige about this, maybe we can arrange a little reward


    for you!”


    “That’s more like it!”


    With his duty of escorting Wayne fulfilled, Jaime hummed a tuneless melody on his way towards the


    living room. Truthfully, Jaime still harbored strong resentment towards Wayne.


    Before, Wayne was a jerk. Now he was a cripple.


    Despite countless medical examinations, his leg just wouldn’t function properly.


    No one knew when it would recover.


    “What were you doing upstairs?” Rosalynn asked Wayne as she approached him. “You look pale. Not


    feeling well?” Wayne shook his head.


    He gestured to the iPad in his hand. “Ivy wanted to check her storage inventory. Cory wrote a little


    software for it, it’s on this iPad. She logs the stock every week.”


    “Typical of her brother to do something like that for her Rosalynn took the iPad from Wayne, her hand


    brushing against his.


    Usually, Wayne’s hand was warm, but today, it felt cold.


    1 just washed my hands, they’re a bit cold, Wayne exined. “Could you warm them up for me?”


    Rosalynn looked at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She squeezed his hand, “Let’s go give


    this to her.”


    “Okay.” Wayne nodded.


    As they walked towards the living room, Wayne casually asked, “Have you sorted out your work issues


    yet?” Rosalynn shook her head. “No, not yet.”


    Her tone was as usual.


    Wayne couldn’t pick up any signs of distress. He let out a small sigh of relief.


    “Laura’s cooking has improved a lot recently. She makes a mean fruit pie, just the way you like it,”


    Wayne mentioned.


    Laura no longer served Ivy as closely as before.


    So, she had taken up cooking.


    Laura’s career anxiety was rooted in the fear of unemployment once her services were no longer


    required by lvy


    After all, she wasn’t particrly good at anything else.


    Hria and Rosalynn were perfectionists, as was Mr. Silverman.


    So, she decided to put her efforts into cooking.


    Her main target: Rosalynn.


    In this house, whether old or young or Mr. Silverman, as long as Rosalynn was happy, everything was


    smooth sailing.


    So, Laura’s cooking direction was based on Rosalynn’s taste.


    If Wayne said the pie was delicious, then it must be, but as Rosalynn sat at the dining table, watching


    her family happily nning the uing camping trip, she felt a bitter taste in her mouth.


    She couldn’t even taste the sweetness of the pie


    The next day


    Life for the family returned to normal


    Wayne went back to Bane Corporation as usual


    The kids werd to school


    Rosalynn dropped Hria off at the airport, then headed straight to Jered VenturesN?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.