Come With Me

Chapter 231 Being Shy To See Others

When I heard what Rosie said, I felt terrible. I wished there was a crack in the ground in front of me so that I could get into it immediately.

No wonder the servants were all strange today, and no wonder that Nancy asked Maria to cook soup for me and said that.

"You and my brother are a real couple. Why are you blushing? But I didn't believe them at first. After all, you don't look like a hot girl!"

I pouted and looked at her with undisguised grievance. "Can you stop making fun of me with others?"

"What are you afraid of? It's not a secret affair. Why do you mind?"

"If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have drunk so much with you. I used to drink too much, but I didn't find that I tend to sexual desire after I get drunk."

Rosie said casually, "Isn't it normal? In nightclubs, this kind of thing is very common. Some people do it on purpose, and some really follow the needs of their bodies after drinking."

I just felt a headache and rubbed my nose.

"Don't tell me that you don't want to fulfill your duty as a wife? Let me tell you, it's not that I'm alarmist. There are many women who want to sleep with my brother. Although most of them are not with good purposes, you should be more careful in the future. Although my brother is not that kind of person, no matter how good he is, he can't resist the temptation. What if he has sex with other women after he gets drunk? Or he is drugged by other women..."

"Wait! What did you say just now?"

She repeated, "I told you to keep an eye on my brother. Don't let him be seduced!"

I shook my head and said, "No, that's not what I meant! What's your last sentence just now?" Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"What if he has sex other women after he gets drunk?"

"No. The next sentence."

"He is drugged by other women?"

All of a sudden, my heart sank. It seemed that I remembered something. Why did I feel a little familiar with my feeling last night?

I tried to recall the scene that my mother drugged me, but I didn't know if it was because of the high dosage. I just couldn't remember what happened before.

Seeing that I was absent-minded and didn't say anything, Rosie waved her hand in front of my eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing. I drank too much yesterday and couldn't remember some details."

I shook my head again. I really couldn't remember, and I didn't want to think about it anymore.

Rosie teased, "Oh my God, you still want to recall the details. It's so tiring. When my brother comes back from the company, let him show you what happened last night. Isn't it better?"

I rolled my eyes at her. "You're getting more and more unreasonable."

Rosie sneered and pointed at the breakfast in front of me. "How's it? Can you eat it?"

I don't have to worry about my husband's mother anymore. "How could it be possible? I have drunk two large bowls of soup. How could I have so much? But mom asked me to eat them all."

Rosie stood up and said, "Then just don't eat them. Do you really listen to my mom and put on more weight because of this? I'm afraid you will become a pig before the baby is born."

Rosie said as she divided the food I hadn't eaten into other people's plates. "It's done. Let's go!"

"What are you going to do? Taking me to the cellar again?"

"What's wrong? Do you still want to ask for 'medicine' from me? How could it be so easy?"

"If you make fun of me again, I'll tell Rogelio. I will ask him not to help you."

"What? What did you say?"

I also put on an act. "I told Rogelio to help you."

Rosie asked expectantly, "Does my brother agree?"

I nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Wow!" Rosie jumped up excitedly and gave me a big hug. "You are my good sister-in-law. I know my brother will listen to you if you ask him to do a favor."

"But I regret it now. I'll call him later and ask him not to help you."

Rosie hurriedly said, "No, my dear sister-in-law. I won't say it again, okay?"

"Are you sure?"

Rosie put her fingers on her head and said, "I swear."

But I didn't forget to pour cold water on her. "Rogelio said that he would try his best, but it depends on him whether he agrees or not. He asked you to be prepared for all kinds of results."

Rosie patted me on the shoulder and said, "I'm afraid you don't know my brother's ability yet. 90% of his promises will be successful."

Rosie smiled excitedly and kissed me on the face. "My dear sister-in-law, how do you want me to thank you?"

I looked at her helplessly and smiled. "If you succeed, you will be the most grateful to me if you break up with Kim earlier!"

"Can't you just hope that I can be better? I promise you, Kim is definitely not like what you said."

"Well, it's none of my business. You have teased me the whole morning. Can you be my driver today?"

Rosie asked curiously, "Where do you want to go?"

"I haven't seen Xenia for a long time. I want to see her and know my recent work arrangement."

Rosie said happily, "Okay. I haven't seen her for a long time."

Rosie and I went out soon. She drove her own car and I sat in the passenger seat.

When she was driving, she said to me, "Sister in law, why don't you learn to drive in the 21st century? In my opinion, you'd better get a driving license as well. Do you think you can drive less in our family? If you can't drive, you will be restricted. If you can drive yourself, you won't get on the car of the murderer."

"I think I'm stupid. I don't know if I can learn it."

Rosie smiled. "It's not that difficult. It's easy. You can ask your husband to find you a driver's license later. As for the coach, you can ask him to teach you."

I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll learn it when I'm free."

"By the way, did you call Xenia and ask if she is at home? We don't want to come here in vain."

"She is probably still sleeping at home at this time."

Rosie nodded in agreement. "You are right."

When we arrived at my previous residence and opened the door, Rosie frowned and looked at the situation in the room. "Oh my God, how does Xenia live in this house? Look, this house is in a mess."

Looking around, Rosie said, "Look, it's all ashen. What is she doing? Doesn't she know how to clean it up?"

I had lived with her for a long time. I knew her temper and characters. It was not surprising for me that our family was in such a mess.

"She doesn't like doing housework."