Female Novel
Chapter 193
Chapter 193 The Turbulence had calmed Down
“Mommy, how are you? Has the fever subsided?” Lucian and Nox rushed to the bedside, concernevident on their faces.
Rosalie smiled as she nodded. “Mhm, I‘m feeling much better now.”novelbin
The two boys, still worried, reached out to feel her forehead. Seeing this, Rosalie leaned downcompliantly and let the two boys touch her forehead. Just as she was about to sit back up, she caughtsight of Estie standing behind Lucian and Nox The little girl was biting her lips, her eyes glossy, andworry etched across her little face. Compared to Lucian and Nox, the little girl was more on the timidside. Rosalie‘s heart softened at that, and she smiled at the little girl as she said, “Estie, do you want tocome and check my temperature too?”
Estie was stunned for a moment, then with an earnest nod, she let go of Lisa‘s hand and hurried over.
Rosalie was still leaning over, and when she saw the little girl stretch out her hand, she reached out tograb the girl‘s wrist and guided it to her forehead. After a moment, Estie slowly withdrew her hand, andthe worry on her face had significantly subsided.
“Sorry, did I scare you guys?” Recalling the kids‘ anxious faces when she had been admitted to thehospital yesterday, Rosalie patted their heads apologetically. Nox nodded without a moment‘shesitation. “Lucian and I will be good boys, so Mommy, don‘t be so tired in the future, okay?” Lucianwore a pout on his little face. Although he did not say anything, his attitude clearly showed that heagreed with his brother‘s words. With a noncommittal smile, Rosalie replied, “Okay, Mommy will takegood care of herself.”
Lisa carried a thermal lunch box and placed it on the bedside table. “Have you both eaten anything thismorning? I‘ve brought some food for you, so do come and eat.”
As she said that, she brought out two bowls, served them some chicken soup, then took out some sidedishes and put them aside.
Rosalie nodded as she thanked Lisa. “Sorry for the trouble.” Byron had no appetite, but Lisa hadalready filled his bowl with food, so he had no choice but to accept it.
The two simultaneously reached out for their bowls which had been placed right next to each other,their hands unsurprisingly brushed against each other.
Rosalie‘s movements froze imperceptibly, and she unconsciously lifted her gaze to look at the man infront of her, only to be faced with the man‘s deep gaze.
As they looked into each other‘s eyes, Rosalie suddenly came back to her senses. She lowered hereyes to suppress the strange feeling in her heart and picked up her bowl as if nothing had happened.Lisa spoke up again.
“Apologies for troubling you with looking after Miss Jacobs all night last night, President Lawrence.”Byron nodded nonchalantly. “Think nothing of it.”
After saying that, he glanced at Rosalie, then continued, “After all, Estie likes her so much, so naturally,I should look out for her a little more. Besides, Miss Jacobs has also taken much care of Estie in thepast.”
The underlying implication was that he took care of Rosalie only because of Estie. Rosalie had heardthis once last night, and now that she heard it again, the turbulence in her heart had calmed down.
Lisa, however, was flabbergasted. Seeing the way the two of them had interacted with each other lastnight, she had thought that…
After hearing what Byron had said, Lisa could not help feeling slightly embarrassed. “Is that so…”When Lucian heard Lisa mention that Byron had taken care of Mommy the whole night, he pursed hislips, then turned away from the bed to look at the man standing nearby and bowed at him in a polite yetdistant manner.” Thank you for taking care of my Mommy, Mister Byron.”
He had the same thought as Rosalie. Since this man had let Mommy down once again, they shoulddraw a clear line between him and themselves. However, the man did take care of Mommy this time, sohe should still offer his gratitude.
Nox quickly followed suit and bowed as well. Seeing the alienated attitude of the two boys, Byronfrowned, and could only nod silently as a response.