Come With Me novel Chapter 225

I didn't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up in the morning and opened my eyes, I found that Rogelio was lying beside me, holding me in his arms as before.

But I didn't realize the existence of him the whole night.

Today, Rogelio didn't wake up before me. His eyes were still closed, and his long eyelashes were as long as Robbie's. His eyelashes looked very beautiful when they cast shadow on his handsome face.

I took a deep breath and looked at Rogelio quietly.

This was also a good life for me.

My husband was in front of me. I had my own home.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Rogelio opened his eyes. The two of us looked at each other. He kissed me on the forehead with a smile.

"It's a happy thing to see you as soon as I open my eyes."

I looked at him and asked, "When did you come to my room?"

Rogelio held me tighter and said, "I found that without you by my side, I couldn't sleep soundly, so I came here uninvited."

"You...What can I say to you?"

Rogelio smiled and looked at his watch. "I'm going to the company today. Get up and go with me, okay?"

It seemed that Rogelio really want me to accompany him to the company. He reminded me, "Your design drawing hasn't been finished, and your advertisement hasn't been finished yet!"

I nodded to him and said, "Okay, I haven't worked hard for a long time."

Finally, he let go of my hand and said, "Let's get up and freshen up together, okay?"

Rogelio stayed in the small bathroom with me and squeezed toothpaste for me.

Women were soft animals. They couldn't stand men's kindness to them, especially people like me who lacked love since childhood. I was more easily moved by these small details.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face together with him, and we looked at each other in the mirror so that I felt his gaze. Or we just looked into each other's eyes. No matter how hard-hearted I was, it was inevitable that his warm eyes would melt my cold heart.

I knew this used to be the happy life I had always wanted.

After we got changed, we went downstairs to have breakfast.

When we went downstairs, Nancy was already sitting downstairs. When I saw her, I called her softly, "Mom."

Although Nancy still snorted reluctantly, she glanced at Rogelio who was holding my hand and said to us, "Let's eat."

When we were sitting at the table, there was only a bowl of black things in front of me, with a faint smell of medicine.

"Drink this. It's good for your health," said Nancy in a somewhat awkward tone.

Under the gaze of Nancy, I picked up the bowl.

I put it to my mouth and took a sip. The bitter taste was very bad.

But I could roughly guess what the medicine was used for.

"Drink it. What are you waiting for? Are you afraid that I will poison you to death? I also drank it when I gave birth to my sons."

I didn't want to upset Nancy, so I swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

Seeing that there was no residue in the bowl, Nancy's straight face looked much better.

"Let's eat!"

I was not as relaxed as I looked. I couldn't help but look at him. I know that if I chose this marriage, this problem would never be avoided.

Feeling my gaze, he asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Rogelio, will you really be good to me all your life?"

"Silly girl, you are my wife. If I don't treat you well, do I have to treat other women well? In my heart, no one can replace you."

When I arrived at the company with him, the employees looked at me with more respect. In addition to greeting Rogelio, they also nodded at me.

And Rogelio held my hand without paying attention to others' reactions.

In my memory, Rogelio always held my hand and seldom loosened it. And there was more love in his eyes, which made my heart melt little by little.

I was still sitting in front of the desk that he prepared for me.

When he was working, he would turn to look at me from time to time. Every time we looked at each other, I could see his smile.

At ten o'clock, he went to the meeting again. I sat at my desk and thought of my design.

My recent experience inspired me. I threw half of my previous design into the trash can and began to paint again.

As my thoughts gradually became clear, my inspiration gradually emerged, and I used the pen in my hand to continue to draw.

When I finally felt a little tired, I raised my head and twisted my neck back and forth, only to hear the laughter of him.

I looked at the sound source in a daze and found that Rogelio was sitting on the sofa in the office, with his legs crossed and looking at me quietly.

"When did you come back?"