Tflew by, and three months later, Rosalie was fully recovered and back at work.
Her colleagues welcomed her back with a bash.
Everything seemed to have returned to normal.
To keep Jake company, Rosalie would go back to Theodore's house every day after work. She was practically living there. Rosalie and Jake's relationship had improved over time, and they were looking more and more like they were truly mother and son. Everything was going well.
At night, the four of them sat around the dining table and chatted happily with each other.
After dinner, Rosalie and Theodore sat in the living room chatting. She suddenly noticed a book on the table. It looked so familiar that it caught her eye.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was the book she had written. Over the past five years, not only was she busy learning and working, but she also managed to write the book she had conceptualized and even gotten it published. However, this book was only available in Briusian and not exported to Blencalgo.
Rosalie's book was rather popular in Melrine because it was written in a humorous and easy-to-understand fashion, allowing readers to understand more complex financial systems.
"Rose, it was rather well-written. I can have someone translate it and have it imported." "Theo, let's let nature take its course. You don't need to help me," Rosalie said as she put the book down on the table.
She wanted to rely on her own merits in her career.
She leaned back against the couch and looked at Theodore. For sreason, he looked especially suave and pleasing to her eye today.
She hadn't had such a feeling towards a man for a long time.
Theodore looked back at her, romance in the air.
Very soon, he retracted his gaze.
"Rose, it's very late. Go to bed." The children had long gone to bed.
Rosalie stood up from the couch and nodded. "Goodnight." Theodore was the first to leave, as if deliberately evading Rosalie.
Rosalie took a shower when she returned to her room.
She pulled her sheets back, about to lie down on the bed, and spottede small gift box below the sheets.
was a note next to it. S She picked up the note, on which was written, 'You said you don't want to celebrate your birthday, but I still want to give you a present. Although your birthday is over, happy birthday.' Rosalie opened the gift box and saw a beautiful bracelet lying in it.
Rosalie wondered at the fact that she was already 28 years old and how fast twas flying by.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince she was ready to accept his gift, she naturally had to express her gratitude.
Rosalie put on the bracelet and left for Theodore's room.
She was about to knock on the door when she heard groans and panting from inside the room.
They were very soft, but she heard them alright. She leaned an ear against the door and heard them even clearer.
Rosalie's heart raced.
Was he unwell? Rosalie knocked on the door in her panic. "Theo, are you alright?" Very soon, Theodore opened the door.
"Rose, what brings you here?" he asked, catching his breath.
"Theo, what's the matter?" Rosalie hurriedly walked into his room.
heard the sounds coming froma your Are you unwell? Do you need tor?" Theodore's face was very flushed, all the way to his ears. "I'm fine, don't worry." "How could you be fine? I heard your voice so clearly. You..." Rosalie's gaze drifted down, and she suddenly realized something.
She finally understood why Theodore was making those noises. He wasn't feeling unwell, but was...
Theodore thought that his sleep robe was sufficient to cover him up, but Rosalie still noticed his reaction. He quickly turned around and said, "Rose, go back to bed. It's very late."