Drama Novel
Chapter 325
Chapter 325
Chapter 325 A Happy Family of Three
Meanwhile…
Taylor couldn’t help but feel irritable. “What’s the point of you still sticking around? Can’t you see that Elias still has no interest in you?”
Rosie, on the other hand, was sitting at the dresser while studying her face in the mirror. I haven’t taken good care of my skin during those years in the sanatorium. Seems like my skin has lost some of its elasticity. “You go back, Taylor. Don’t worry about me. I’ll take good care of myself, and besides, I won’t get hurt staying here.”
Taylor replied, “I’m begging you to leave, you silly girl! What’s the point of insisting? That Amanda lady did beg you to stay, but it was clear at a glance that she wasn’t willing to say that! We, the Momseys, aren’t such shameless people! Come on, let’s go!” Then, he stepped forward and grabbed her hand in an attempt to take her away.
To his great dismay, Rosie drew her hand back from his. “Taylor, I’m begging you, too. Can you leave now? I just want to stay here, even if I’d only get to see Eli a few more times a day like this.”
“You’re hopeless! I don’t care about you anymore! Don’t call me for anything from now on, you ingrate! You only know how to side with someone else instead of your own brother!” Looking frustrated, he furiously turned around and left her bedroom, slamming the door shut with a loud bang as if to vent his
anger.
Rosie, however, smiled at her own reflection in the mirror. She caressed her face, saying, “What a top- notch actor you are! It’s time to take care of your skin, though.” She had seen Amanda’s skin up close while being helped by her tonight. It’s so fair and radiant and has such a delicate feel to it; no wonder
Eli is infatuated with her. Is there a man who dislikes women with peach-and-cream skin? But now that I can finally stay by Eli’s side. I guess there won’t be anyone to shoo me away anymore.
The next morning, Rosie sat in the dining room early, awaiting the others to come together for breakfast. Soon, she heard the muffled sound of approaching footsteps, which she knew must belong to Elias. She didn’t even have to guess who it belonged to.
And sure enough, the man slowly entered her line of sight, whereupon she put on a rehearsed sweet smile. “Good morning, Eli.”
“Uh-huh. Good morning.” Elias was more or less surprised to see her.
A maid pulled out the dining chair for him to sit down. Soon, an American breakfast was served and placed before him. “Mr. Winters, here is the American breakfast you asked for.”
The dining room was quiet except for the sound of the man’s knife and fork clinking against his plate. Neither of them spoke; Elias had nothing much to say to Rosie, whereas Rosie had no idea what to say despite wanting to speak to him.
She was about to break the silence when Aiden’s energetic, childlike voice suddenly rang from outside. I’m so hungry, Mommy-so hungry that I could eat a horse!”
In an instant, the man’s frosty, good-looking face warmed at this adorable voice. A doting smile sprang to his lips; he put down his knife and fork and looked back to watch Amanda and their son walk into the dining room.
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The mother and son talked and laughed as they entered the dining room, only to see Rosie sitting there. Amanda was startled for a moment, but she quickly composed herself and greeted her. “Good morning, Miss Momsey.”
Rosie was smiling the whole time. “Good morning, Amanda.”
Amanda turned to say to Aiden, “Aiden, say good morning to Miss Rosie.”
“No, I don’t want to! Humph!” With a haughty look on his face, the boy clambered onto his dining chair. Then, he picked up a piece of bread and shoved it into his tiny mouth.
Amanda smiled helplessly.
Rosie said with a smile, “It’s okay. Aiden is still angry with me, but it’ll be fine once his anger has subsided.”
The maid came over, asking, “Miss Bailey, what would you and Mr. Aiden like to eat for breakfast? Would you prefer a traditional breakfast or a Western one?”
“A traditional breakfast, please. I’d like to eat some dumplings. Can you bring Aiden a bowl of congee and a soft-boiled egg?”
“Sure, Miss Bailey. I’ll bring them right away.”
After the maid had left, Amanda put the bib on Aiden and said to him tenderly, “Take your time when eating your congee later, you got it? Don’t let it burn your tongue.”
“Mm-hmm. Mommy, I want to eat dumplings, too.”
“Okay.”
Aiden then cast a glance at the breakfast placed before Rosie before curling his lips in disgust. “Looks tasteless at a glance,” he remarked. Then, he took a fancy to the breakfast placed before Elias, which he stared at greedily with puppy-dog eyes. “Daddy, is your bacon delicious? Can I have a bite of it?” he said. while drooling in an adorable manner.
Amanda took a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth. “Look at you! You’re drooling.”
Elias smiled without saying a word. Spearing a piece of bacon with his fork, he brought it to Aiden’s lips. upon which the little boy opened his mouth and swallowed it. “It tastes so good! I want more of it!” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
“Hmm, all of this is yours.” Elias pushed his plate over to Amanda.
Amanda frowned. “Don’t let him eat so much for breakfast. Otherwise, when he gets to kindergarten later, he won’t be able to eat much for lunch, and then he’ll soon be hungry in the afternoon.”
Elias reassured her in a deep voice, “It’s okay. Just tell the teacher to fix him an extra meal in between.”
The family of three was having a good time together in perfect harmony. Compared to them, Rosie seemed like such a fifth wheel sitting at the dining table; she even had the feeling that she was making a fool of herself.
The smile slowly faded from her face as she watched the family of three. Here I am, sitting here while being ignored as if I never existed… She had fantasized countless times that if she and Elias were to marry, they would give birth to an adorable child, and the three of them would be together as a family… And now, she finally saw the scene. However, she wasn’t the woman of the house, nor was the child her own.
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She bit her lower lip, looking resentful as her grip began to tighten on her glass of milk. Losing control of her emotions, she squeezed her glass tighter and tighter. The next thing she knew, the glass of milk slipped from her hand and dropped on the floor, breaking to pieces with an ear-piercing crash that drew everyone’s attention.
Only then did she come to her senses. Immediately, she resumed her gentle and weak demeanor. “Sorry, it slipped out of my grasp just now. I’ll clean it up,” she apologized and was about to get up to pick up the glass shards on the floor.
Elias frowned. “Don’t move. Let them clean it up instead.”
“It’s okay. There aren’t many broken pieces, anyway.” Rosie stooped to clean up the mess, only to let out a
of pain. Her finger was cut, and blood was oozing from it.
cry
Hearing her cry, Elias stood up; he walked over to her and saw her bleeding finger. “Don’t move anymore. Let them clean it up.” He pulled her up from the floor before instructing Miriam, “Go treat Miss Momsey’s wound.”
“Yes, Mr. Winters.” Miriam stepped forward to reach for Rosie’s hand, only to be met with a look of disgust from the lady. Startled, she withdrew her hand, saying, “Miss Momsey, let’s get your wound treated, or it’ll get infected.”