Come on Daddy!

Chapter 394 She Is My Wife and I Should Take Care of Her

Rose looked at Nora, unable to say anything.

She knew that Nora had never forgotten Oscar.

If Oscar were alive, Nora would be desperate to be with him.

Rose leaned back on the car seat, feeling helpless and sad.

"Everyone has his own way to go, you can't replace her, nor can she completely listen to your advice. So, you don't have to worry. This is life." Bright advised to stop Rose feeling sad about it.

Rose wiped her wet eyes slightly and said, "I'll call Alan."

"Let me do it." Bright called with his car phone.

When Alan answered the phone, he sounded surprised. "Mr. Lee?"

"Ms. Cooper is asleep. Rose and I are on our way to take her back. We will be in Springhill Villa in ten minutes." Bright gave a brief explanation.

"Yes, I'll wait for you at the door."

When Bright pulled up to the front of Alan's house, Alan had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

When the car stopped, Alan approached them. Bright quickly got out, "In the back seat."

Bright pulled open the backseat door. Alan saw Nora on Rose's legs in the warm yellow light of the street lamp. Her eyelashes were curling, and she was calmly beautiful when she was asleep.

Alan bent down to pull Nora off Rose and smelled alcohol. "Is she drinking?" he asked.

"She's in a bad mood," Rose explained. "You should know that your parents want her to have children."

was indeed in a bad mood for this

excuse to cover up Nora's obsession

he blamed himself, "It was my fault. I didn't protect her

You don't have to blame yourself too much." Rose felt

this. Sorry

say that. Nora is my best friend." Rose looked at Nora being supported by Alan and

and it's my duty to take care of her." Alan

shook her head. "I'll leave Nora to you. We'll go back

do everything I can not to make her feel wronged and I will take good care of her."

you can

to him

at Nora in his arms, then carried her into

make some light soup,

upstairs with Nora in his arms. "Mr.

in a bad mood."

don't blame me for being big-mouthed. On the surface, lady looks happy every day, but on the inside, she is not happy at all. She bears

her rough days sometimes." Freya had been accompanying

I will,"

Alan. I'm going to make the soup."

bedroom, put her on

the bathroom, brought a basin of warm water, wrung out

itchy on her face and

like a contented child, without the harsh look when she confronted him. And the

wipe her neck and hands. After that, he picked

anything, just stare at her closely, as if he enjoyed doing

came up. "Alan, the soup is

and porridge warm and then go to rest. When she

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