My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner novel Chapter 66

Rowan looked down at the manicure book.

Sylvie looked at Rowan's handsome face. He was no less handsome than Kieran. He was wearing a fine suit, looking graceful, but cold and indifferent.

Such a cold man made people want to approach, but afraid to get close.

Sylvie didn't believe what Linda said just now. She said George liked the prettiest women, and he always liked the brightest color. Sylvie wanted to check whether George would be so superficial.

Rowan pointed at a red one, "That's a good one."

What he meant was... the brightest red.

That was the color Linda had chosen.

Sylvie was speechless.

At this moment, Linda came out. "Brother, here you are."

Rowan looked up to see her, and his eyes ran over her freshly manicured nails.

"Brother, did my manicure look good?" Linda held out her little hands and waved them in front of him.

It was nice.

How could it not look good?

Linda was born to a rich business family. And she had been doted and loved since she was a baby.

Her hands were delicate, and she had never done any housework. The bright red looked dazzling against her white fair skin. And her red lips and white teeth emitted charm.

Rowan looked at her, a little stunned, "It's very nice."

Linda withdrew her hands and held Sylvie. "Sylvie, let's go, brother. These are the clothes we bought. Thank you for taking them."

Sylvie felt honored to have Rowan carry the clothes.

The three of them went out of the mall, and Rowan's silver Maybach was parked outside. "Get in the car and I'll take you home."

Linda held up her car key and said, "Brother, we drove here, so you don't need to send us. Yanis and Shirley are in there. You may send them back."

Rowan glanced at the car key in her hand. "When did you learn to drive? You used to get lost and couldn't figure out the right way when you were outside."

Linda raised her hand to tuck a few wisps of tawny curly hair behind her ear. "Brother, I have grown up and I can't always rely on you."

Rowan looked at her, his voice sounding indifferent, "Leave the car here, and I'll drive you home."

But then a melodious cellphone ring sounded. Someone called Rowan.

"Why didn't you pick it up? I guess it must be Yanis calling and asking you to take them home. Answer the phone to see whether I guessed it right."

Rowan took out his phone and answered it.

He didn't mean to hide anything from Linda nor did he walk away, so Yanis's beautiful voice came, "Rowan, where are you now? Can you come and pick up Shirley and me? Our car has been broken and needs fixing."