The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 2212

Rosalynn and Jacob exchanged a glance before averting their eyes, and with a nonchalant tone, she said, "Honestly, I wish I was wrong."

The sins of the past generation were already brutal enough.

Rosalynn wasn't fond of Rose, but she still hoped she could lead a normal life.

Even if Rose's values had been skewed by her mother's teachings, it would be a good thing if she could find her way back to the straight and narrow.

Jacob glanced at the diary in his hand.

He tossed it aside with disgust and rubbed his hands together, "Nope, I can't stay here. There's a guest room on the second floor, right? I'll bunk there for the time being!"d2

"Jacob," Rosalynn called after him, "I'm telling you all this because I might need your help later. Don't wear your heart on your sleeve and mess up my plans."

"Got it! Playing the part is my forte." After saying this, Jacob's face fell slightly, as if a shadow had passed over his spirit.

He quickly left the cabin.

Rosalynn, in no particular hurry, carefully put the diary away.

Before closing the cupboard door, she stared at the diary with a chilling gaze and said, "If there really are spirits in this world, I hope you're here right now. You'd better send a dream to your daughter, make her make the right choice, or she'll live in more agony than you ever did. I guarantee it, if she makes the wrong choice, I'll make her feel a million times the pain that Ayden and Betsy suffered, and I'll make sure she lives a long, long life."

Maybe the voltage was unstable, or maybe Yvette really was there - the cabin light flickered once.

Rosalynn didn't even blink. She just closed the cupboard door, the lock clicked into place, and silence enveloped the cabin.

Rosalynn glanced one more time at the cashmere shawl.

Without looking back, she left the cabin.

This cabin was a life-size recreation of one Rosalynn had drawn as a child, detailing her ideal home, built by Wayne before his accident last year.