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?"
"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."
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