Carl's words were cut short by a glare from Romeo.
Suppressing a laugh, Carl quickly stepped back.
"Ms. Rose," he said, "I have something to tell you. Mr. Romeo can't sleep. He's been thinking about you every second, constantly checking his phone to see if you've contacted him. He's worried about your safety and wonders what you're up to."
"Get out," Romeo warned. "Who asked for your opinion?"
Carl retreated to the door, still laughing.
"If Mr. Romeo won't say it, I have to say it for him."
His tone was a bit innocent.
Rosemary smiled at Romeo.
"So you didn't listen to me. You haven't rested properly today."
"I was worried about you," Romeo touched her face. "Let's talk about it when we get home."
"Okay."
Everyone around them was stunned.
Mr. Elliot had not expected Romeo to be here for this young woman. Were they dating? Romeo was actually obeying a girl's words and looking at her with such indulgence.
