Come on Daddy novel (Bright and Rose) novel Chapter 190

Rose hugged Nora more tightly, while Nora buried her face deeper in her arms.

They just hugged each other on the road where the cars came and went. The night wind gently blew their hair...

"Ms. Rose, Ms. Rose ..." Seeing them motionless, the driver had to urge them, "It is not safe for you to stay here. Let's get in the car. "

Besides, they also delayed his work.

Rose then recovered from sadness. She had intended to come to persuade Nora. But now, she was also immersed in the sadness.

"Nora, get up. Let's go home." Rose stood up first, and then helped Nora up.

Nora stood up and clung to Rose, letting Rose help her to the car.

In the car, Nora kept hugging Rose. She did not say anything or cry and was terrifying calm.

Rose knew that Nora needed time to restrain herself and adjust her emotions. So, she kept stroking her back, trying to drive away those worries and pain for her.

After they arrived at the villa she lived in by the lake, where Nora lived in, the driver parked the car and left. Rose thanked him, went to the villa, and then knocked on the door.

"Freya, come and help me."

There were still lights in the living room. So, Freya, Nora’s housekeeper should still be awake.

Freya hurried to open the door and saw that it was Rose, "Ms. Rose, what's the matter? Ms. Nora is not at home."

"She's drunk and in the car. Please come to help her into the house." Rose turned around and Freya followed.

They carefully helped Nora out of the car and into the house. Then, they went upstairs and put Nora on the sofa in the bedroom.

"Ms. Rose, what's going on with Ms. Nora? Is something wrong?" Freya looked at Nora, who was expressionless and dirty, and was worried.

"Freya, she just got drunk and fell. Nothing is wrong." Rose explained briefly, "You can go rest. I'll take care of her here."

"I am going to make a soup for Ms. Nora to sober up, or she'll have a headache tomorrow." Freya then left.

Rose went to the bathroom and took some warm water. She soaked the towel in water and wrung it. Then, she sat down, put Nora's legs on her knees, and gently wiped the dust and dirt on Nora's legs with the towel, especially her palms and toes, which were worn out by the rough road and bleeding from her barefoot running.

Looking at this, Rose felt distressed and cleaned it for Nora carefully. Even if it hurt, Nora just frowned and bore it.

After cleaning the wound, Rose brought the medical box and took out cotton swabs and alcohol to disinfect the tiny wound on Nora's palms and toes. Nora still remained silent.

She could understand Nora. The mental pain at the moment was a thousand times heavier than the physical pain. So, the physical pain was a small thing.

After finishing the treatment, Rose put the water basin, towel and medicine box back.

Freya also brought the soup, "Ms. Rose, Ms. Nora, please remember to drink the soup."

"Thank you, Freya," Rose looked at Nora who was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed.