A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1147

When Romy made up her mind to do something, she just went and did it. Honestly, Yvonne had always adored that about her. It was the reason she had always been so happy when the girl was around over the years.

Romy was beautifully unbothered and free-spirited. She lived exactly how she wanted, completely unbound by anyone else's rules.

"Free-spirited is one word for it," Amos grumbled. "Irresponsible is another."

"You're not her boss in life. What does she owe you?"

Amos fell silent.

"But chasing her dreams? What dreams does she even have?" Yvonne mused.

That was the real mystery. Yvonne had asked her before if she had any hobbies or passions. She hadn't. She usually just walked around with this bored, world-weary vibe, like absolutely nothing in life excited her. Now she was running off to chase dreams?

Had the kid finally grown up? Wait a minute... Romy had constantly pestered her for unconventional tips on how to spice up her career path.

"She's just a young girl, what kind of dreams could she have?" Amos waved it off. "She's probably just goofing off."

In his eyes, she was exactly at the age where having fun was the priority.

"When have you ever seen her goof off?" Yvonne countered. "Actually, my bet is she's found someone she likes."

"Likes? I thought she couldn't care less about guys."

It was true—Romy had famously zero interest in men. Yvonne knew this well; there was a time she had seriously questioned the girl's preferences. No matter how gorgeous a guy was, she didn't bat an eyelash. She hadn't even given someone as striking as Seymour a second glance.

But now?

"So what's the dream, then?" Amos was thoroughly bewildered.

"Who cares? She'll come back when she's had her fun." He couldn't fathom what kind of grand ambitions a young girl could suddenly develop. He figured it was just some spontaneous nonsense.

Since Amos was letting it go, Yvonne didn't press the issue.

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