Come on Daddy!

Chapter 31 You Are Mrs. Lee

Rose just rubbed his chest with her head and continued to sleep.

In such an important matter, she did not respond. Bright was very dissatisfied with her behavior, but he still took her to bed gently.

He leaned over to look at Rose’s peaceful slumbering face. Her black hair was on the white pillow, her face was so delicate, and her skin was so fair, just like a sleeping beauty.

He brushed her forehead with his long finger, pulled a strand of hair away and pinned it behind her ear. The touch on his fingertips was so silky.

He had some strange feelings in his abdomen. He stared at her face with bewilderment in his dark eyes.

He was not a lustful man, but why did Rose always shake his self-control?

Beautiful, sexy, wild…… He had seen a lot of women, only she could arouse his interest.

Why did he become this?

Was it because he knew she was his legal wife that he became so indulgent in front of her?

Rose seemed to feel a little itchy, raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, "I don’t like him. I’m married with a husband. I’d better go to sleep... "

He lowered his head and his thin lips were close to her ear, "Rose, you are Mrs. Lee."

He kissed her fair forehead, then got up and left.

Rose had a good sleep. When she woke up, it was already bright and the sun penetrated the curtains.

Her long eyelashes quivered several times, and when she got used to the sunlight, she opened her eyes.

She stared at the ceiling, still confused.

All of a sudden, she sat up, and found that she was wearing the white nightgown of the hotel. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

But she didn’t have any strange feeling on her body. She was still safe.

Did Bright change her clothes?

Rose raised her hand and patted her forehead. She was a little annoyed that she had fallen asleep.

After a deep breath, Rose got up from the bed, but she couldn’t find her own clothes. She tightened the collar of her nightgown, and then stepped out of the bedroom and came to the living room.

Bright was sitting on the sofa and watching the news on TV. When he saw Rose come out and said, "You’re awake. I’m still waiting for your breakfast."

"Where are my clothes?" Rose asked.

"I’ve sent it to be washed." Bright picked up the glass and took a sip of pure water.

"Did you take off my clothes?" Her eyes were full of doubt.

Did he see her naked?

"You’re in good shape." Bright raised his eyebrows, showing that he praised her.

"How can you take advantage of another’s perilous state?" Rose was a little angry. He was just a rogue.

Although they had more intimate behavior five years ago, she didn’t do that voluntarily. Now she wasn’t more reluctant to do some intimate things with him.

"It was you who held me and let me sleep with you. It was not me who take advantage of your perilous state." Bright looked at her innocently.

Did that mean he not only had seen her naked, but also had slept with her?

Oh, God. She really wanted a thunder to stun her. What a shame!

Rose pinched her nightgown, blushed and said, "How could I do that?"

"A drunken woman could do anything," Bright said

Rose remembered that she had drunk a lot of wine at grandmother’s birthday party yesterday, but she still didn’t admit it, "I’m not drunk."

"The effect of alcohol is to inhibit nerves and reduce the sensitivity of people’s thinking. This is the truth that alcohol can strengthen courage, which has nothing to do with how much you drink." Bright’s tone was very gentle, like a teacher giving a lesson to a pupil.

Was it true?

Rose stood there with her head slightly drooping and her eyebrows slightly twisted. Her eyes were still full of confusion, and she always felt something was strange.

When the doorbell rang, Bright got up to open the door. It was the waiter who delivered breakfast.

At this time, the laundry staff also came, holding a set of clothes, "Mr. Lee, this is the clothes you sent last night."

Rose recognized that it was her own clothes and stepped forward, "It’s my clothes."

She took the clothes and went back to her bedroom to change her clothes. After washing and grooming, she came out.

"Eat breakfast first." Bright pulled out the chair and invited Rose to have breakfast.

Rose sat down obediently. Since she didn’t buy breakfast for him, she could have breakfast with him.

She looked up at the quiet man opposite her. He was elegant in eating, and his temperament was remarkable. He exuded masculine charm all the time.

Comparisons were odious.

After a while, Rose’s cell phone rang. Rose wiped the corner of her lip with a tissue and picked up the phone, "I’m Rose Linder. Yes, that’s the address. I’ll be right back."

Bright raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Rose took the last sip of milk and explained, "Mr. Lee, I have something urgent to deal with. I will go home right now."

"Can I help you?" He had a low tone and asked naturally.

"Thank you, but I don’t need it." She shook her head, picked up her mobile phone and got up. But she found that Bright had put down his knife and fork for cutting egg. His handsome face was still a little chilly. But when she looked at him carefully, he seemed to have no expression.

Was she wrong about his expression?

"It’s just a little thing. I can solve it myself, so there’s no need to trouble you." Rose didn’t think she was wrong, but she still explained it.

Bright didn’t look at her, and he didn’t answer her. He picked up the knife and fork to cut the fried egg again, and put it into his mouth gracefully to chew.

"Mr. Lee, I’ll go first. Enjoy your breakfast." With that, Rose left.

"Don’t forget about work."

As she came to the door, a reminder came from behind.

"Yes, I see."

Rose left the Four Seasons Hotel in a hurry, took a taxi to the Linder family's villa, and bought something on the way.

She changed her shoes, and as soon as she entered the living room, she saw Chandler and Joy sitting on the sofa.

When Chandler saw Rose, he got angry and said, "What did you do last night?"

"I didn’t do anything." Rose shrugged her shoulders and looked innocent.

"Last night, as soon as you came back, you just drive Sky and Sophie out. In the evening, they went back to the Tanner family’s villa. This morning, Simon Tanner still called me to ask what happened yesterday? You don’t feel comfortable if you don't mess around, do you?" Chandler felt very angry, "Now, you must go to the Tanner family's villa with me immediately and apologize to Sky and Sophie!"

"I didn’t do anything wrong. Why should I apologize to them? That room is mine," Rose said reasonably.

"You were not at home. That room was empty, so let Sophie live there. Now, it’s not your room anymore." Joy’s expression was terrible, without a mother’s tenderness and love for her daughter.

"She wanted a room, so you gave her my room. She wanted a man, and you gave her my fiancé. How about me? Am I your daughter or not?" Rose knew that her parents had given up her five years ago,

but she still felt a little terrible.