The Unveiled Rose novel Chapter 43

Joyce was clearly upset, her voice breaking as she spoke. "I woke up and couldn't find you. I thought you didn't want me anymore."

I took her hand and led her into the living room.

Joyce sat obediently on the couch, her tears starting to fall uncontrollably.

I wiped her tears away, comforting her softly. "It's all my fault. I woke up early and wanted to make you breakfast, forgetting that you wouldn't see me and would get upset."

Joyce's eyes were brimming with tears. "Really?"

"Of course, it's true." I coaxed her gently. "So, can we stop crying now, sweetie?"

Joyce held back her tears and nodded slightly.

Then, she threw herself into my arms, saying in a muffled voice, "But Mom, getting up early to cook is too tiring. I want you to sleep in more."

I gently stroked Joyce's hair. "Joyce, you’re so thoughtful."

Joyce shyly flashed a smile.

Seeing that Joyce was now calm, I asked, "Shall we go get washed up now?"

Joyce hopped off the couch. "Let's go."

As we reached the staircase, she paused, turned around, and looked at Reuben.

Reuben was also watching her.

After a long silence, Joyce finally said, "Dad, good morning."

Reuben usually had a frosty expression but smiled warmly. He was like a melting glacier. "Good morning to you too, Joyce."

With his response, Joyce took my hand, and we headed upstairs.

Though only five, she was quite independent. She liked my company, but she did most things on her own.

She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and even chose and changed her clothes all by herself.

Watching her, I realized that her asking for help with her pajamas the night before was just her wanting to be pampered a bit.

Once she was dressed, Joyce approached me and asked, "Mom, can you help me do my hair?"