Rules of Engagement novel Chapter 95

Fred turned to look at the flowers on the bedside table and asked, "Has Susie been here?"

"What? Well, yes. Mom came here just now. " Elsa was stunned and realized that he was referring to Susie.

"Only she likes doing this." His tone was serious and critical, but Elsa always felt that there was a trace of pampering in it.

The atmosphere was still very tense. Elsa greeted grandpa Wang and Granny Wang briefly. Fred's cold and hard temper, and his repeated answers were "Good", making the conversation become more and more difficult.

Finally, Elsa was relieved. Seeing that Soren came in with water, he understood what Elsa meant and poured a cup of tea for Fred.

Elsa felt that she was really tired because of her illness... She didn't want to get sick again.

After Soren came in, the atmosphere became colder. Even Elsa could feel the coldness, like a tangible object, slowly filling the whole room. Fred took the cup and took a symbolic sip, "Have a good rest. I'm leaving."

"Bye." Soren nodded and watched his father walk out of the door.

Elsa felt that he was also relieved. He turned around, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They looked at each other and burst into laughter. Soren said crossly, "I say, he did not come to visit the sick, but to make me sick."

"Is he always so serious?" Elsa asked curiously.

"I haven't seen him smile anyway. I don't know why he has such a bitter expression. When I first saw him in my childhood, I was so scared that I cried and wanted to leave. I cried and called Uncle Heather. He took off his shoes hit me... It seems that I am not his biological son. Later, grandfather also took off his shoes and beat him hard... As if he is not his biological son. " Speaking of that family, it was the first time that Soren had such a relaxed expression and tone.

Thinking of that, Elsa couldn't help but laugh. "Is the Wang clan's glorious tradition?"

"I won't hit my own child with my shoe. I will be desperate to love him." His face softened at the mention of the future baby.

Elsa blushed and said with a smile, "It seems that grandpa and grandma treat you well."

"Not bad." Soren said indifferently without saying anything else.

Hearing that, Elsa seemed to ask in reply. She didn't dare to continue the topic. She change to a relaxed conversation. "I don't know when Dad and mom will arrive tomorrow."

"Don't worry. I will ask Bob to pick them up." Soren regained his good mood and tested the temperature on her forehead.

Because she had slept for a long time in the daytime, now she couldn't fall asleep at all. She picked up a magazine on the bedside table and began to read it. She didn't expect that she couldn't stand the torture of being sick. She felt okay by sitting there. But she felt dizzy after reading for a while. She put it down quickly. Soren was amused. He took the magazine and asked, "Which article do you want to read? I'll read it for you."

Elsa randomly pointed at one article and said, "This one."

"Okay." Soren turned to that page, cleared his throat and read it to her slowly. His voice was calm and slightly magnetic. When he read out the passage, there was always a sense of decisiveness as if he was calling out a command, and there was a feeling of grasping the heart of a person deeply.

Satisfied, she closed her eyes. Elsa was not sleepy at first, but she felt a little sleepy when she heard the reading. She covered her lips and yawned, tilting her head to the bed. Soren read in a low voice. Then he put away the book and tucked her in. He touched her forehead for a while before he pulled out the chair and sat down quietly.

The door was ajar. When Norah poked her head, Soren did not recognize her after a second look. She had beautiful long curly hair and wore a white bubble skirt. She didn't look like a doctor at all. She tiptoed in and whispered, "You are here? I have something to talk to my father. He said you... Your wife is sick. "

"Yes, she had caught a cold and a fever. She is almost recovered." Soren stood up and made a gesture, "You've grown taller."

Norah was turned to the other side to look at Elsa. Half of her face was covered in the quilt. She reached out to uncovered the quilt, but Soren stopped her. Norah burst into laughter and made a joyful giggle. "Why are you so nervous?"

"She is sick. Let her have a good rest." Soren tucked Elsa in.

As a sleepless girl, Elsa was woken up by Norah. She really wanted to see what the girl who had loved Soren for several years looked like, but it seemed inappropriate to wake up at this time. So she closed her eyes. She heard Norah said with dissatisfaction, "Well, it's just a look. How can you be so mean?" I've heard that she looks like Candice very much. If I can't see her, I will go home to see Candice's photos. "