Come on Daddy novel (Bright and Rose) novel Chapter 490

"No, of course not."

The tips of Hazel's white ears were tinged with red. She awkwardly put her hair back to her ears to hide her embarrassment.

Alan smiled a more playful smile. "Hazel, if you want to hear it, ask Mr. Moore to say it."

A touch of disappointment flashed by Hazel's eyes. "We would only say sweet words privately."

But actually, Oca had never said the sweet words that would touch her. It was she who took the initiative to express her feelings, and he looked indifferent.

He was always calm. No matter what she said or what she did, it wouldn't stir his feelings.

Hazel couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Sometimes she wondered what Oca would look like when he wasn't himself.

He was so calm that she felt he was like a cold statue.

In Oca's mind, there seemed to be no love, only work. It was when he was working that he would be fully engaged.

He was meticulous in his work and he was really charming when he focused on work. That was what attracted and enchanted Hazel most.

She was the one who always expressed her feelings first, but she was still willing to do so.

"Hazel, you're shy again," Alan laughed.

"Grandfather is coming. Dinner is ready," said Wilson.

They went to the dining room and sat down in turn. No one dared to eat until Patriarch took the first bite.

In the Way family, Patriarch had the authority over everything and no one dared to disobey him.

Anika spoke to Alan, "Alan, get Nora some soup. She needs to build up her body."

"No." Nora didn't want to have soup.

"It won't hurt to have some." Alan did as what his mother told him to do and served Nora the soup.

There were some materials of traditional Chinese medicine and the medicinal flavor was strong, plus the soup was a little greasy, she felt sick when smelling it.

But with so many people here, she did not want them to find that she was pregnant, so she could only endure it.

Nora held her breath and pushed the soup in front of Alan. "No. You can have it."

"I'll get myself another bowl." Alan picked up another bowl of soup.

With two bowls of soup in front of her, Nora felt more uncomfortable. She rubbed her hand against her heart to suppress the discomfort, but the more she endured, the more she resisted, until she could not stand it and ran to the bathroom.

"What's the matter with her?" asked Hazel, "Is she feeling sick again?"

"She might not be well," Alan was a little flustered and ran to see Nora.

Nora vomited in the bathroom, spitting out what she had eaten today.

Her stomach churned violently.

"Are you all right?" Alan had never seen Nora suffer from vomiting before, and he was distressed to see her like this.