With You For the Rest of My Life

Chapter 32 Things Are Quite Unusual

Just as Rose carefully wiped the body of Burke, the voice of Burke's grandma came from downstairs accompanied by a burst of hurried and noisy footsteps.

"How is he, Rosy?"

Although Burke's grandma was old, she was still strong because of good care. Her voice was very loudly as well. No sooner had Burke's grandma arrived than Rose heard his grandma's voice.

Rose could not help stopping her movements in her hand. She helped to tidy up the clothes of Burke and gently covered him with a quilt.

The whole actions were not finished yet, and Burke's grandma came in with the help of a servant. Seeing that Rose was gently tucked the quilt for Burke, she felt relieved.

"Good boy, thank you so much..." As soon as Burke's grandma came in, she walked to the bed and took Rose's hand to comfort her. She really liked her.

"I'm fine, grandma. The doctor has come here to bring down fever, so it should be nothing serious. " Then she stood up beside the bed and allowed Mrs. Gu to take her hand.

"That's good. Take care of yourself too. Don't fall ill yourself. Look at your hands. Why are they so cold? " Burke's grandma said with concern.

"I will."

Rose replied. She looked up at the clock in the corner. It was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

She didn't sleep last night. As a result of his fever, she was too busy to take care of him and to eat anything. Therefore, it was inevitable that her hands were cold.

Burke's grandma looked at the haggard burly Burke in bed, heartbroken, and insisted to stay and look after him. Considering that Burke's grandma was too old to bear it, and there was nothing she could do, Rose spent a lot of effort to persuade her to go back.

Burke's grandma saw how much Rose worried and anxious about Burke, and she was more determined that Rose have to be her granddaughter in law. She believed that the two people still cared about each other, but they were just unwilling to admit it.

"Mrs. Rose, have some porridge firstly and have a rest." It was time for dinner but Rose still didn't have her dinner. Sophie brought a bowl of porridge and some of her favorite dishes for her to fill her stomach first.

"Yes..." At this moment, Rose was indeed very tired. Seeing that Burke's fever was slowly fading away, she gradually calmed down and was finally relieved. She realized that she was indeed a little hungry. She took a few bites of the porridge and vegetables bought by Sophie.

It was getting dark outside the window. In the spacious room, Rose only turned on a weak night lamp on her bed table. With the lamplight setting, Burke' face looked particularly gentle.

For a moment, Rose wished time could freeze at this moment, in the room where she and Burke were alone.

But she dropped this idea very soon.

What are you thinking? "Rose!" Don't have any hope on him any more! There aren't any possibilities between you two.

Thinking of this, Rose squatted on the carpet, leaning her head against the edge of his bed, and fell asleep slowly.

Sophie didn't want to wake her up after she finishing a long day's work. Sophie found a blanket for Rose and gently covered it on her. Then she left the room.

It was getting darker and darker, and the sky got brighter.

They had a good night.

The next day, just after dawn, Burke woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Rose's face in sleep. He felt warm suddenly. He hadn't had such feeling for many years. He thought of the piano girl twelve years ago, the girl named Manda. He remembered that it was her who sent such warmth to his originally cold heart and made his life back to life.

Thinking of that, a touch of mockery flitted across his lips. 'it's ridiculous, ' he thought, 'how could it be possible for him to link Rose with my "Manda".

Manda wasn't as warm and reassuring as the girl twelve years ago, but she was the bright girl in his memory.

Even... Even though now he has no feelings for her anymore.

With a quick glance at his surrounding environment, Burke found that Rose had been looked after him for a whole day and night while he was still in a high fever, When he saw the pale face and the untidy hair of Rose. Somewhere in his heart seemed to be hit by a needle, and he became particularly soft.

The sunshine came through the window and Rose sit in light. Her long and curly eyelashes were distinct in the sunlight, and her small nose gave out subtle breathing. Burke quietly looked at the sleeping Rose next to him. Such a woman was really more irresistible than what she used to be when she was in great tension.

At the moment, everything seemed to be in a peaceful and nice way, and Burke was reluctant to break such a peaceful and peaceful situation, so he turned sideways and quietly looked at Rose's peaceful sleeping face. The troubles caused by the Hetian Real Estate Project had long been temporarily forgotten.

Sophie went upstairs to see what was going on when she saw that Rose didn't come downstairs for breakfast.

The door was open. Sophie knocked at the door for several times. She paused for a while and walked directly into the room without hearing any reply.

"Hush..."

As soon as she entered the room, she saw a smile on Burke's face, which was rarely seen. He was signaling her not to make a sound.

Sophie nodded her head to show her understanding. She left the room quietly.

Burke almost recovered. He got up and picked up Rose lying on the edge of the bed gently.

"Umm..." Rose murmured

The woman felt something wrong and fell asleep soon. She was so tired. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

As he lifted her up to the bed, Rose rolled over with a curled body.

According to psychological research, a person's daily physical action could reflect a person's mental state. The curling body of Rose indicated that she was extremely lack of security at this time.

This made Burke inexplicably feel a pang of pity. She seemed to be a tough woman. She was enduring the breakdown of her family and her parents. She bore the great pain alone, she is so stubborn and

fragile. It made him want to protect her. After all, she was his only wife.

He pulled the quilt and tucked gently, and then walked out of the room.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Burke came to the dining table. Sophie put a bowl of rice porridge in front of him, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Burke, Rose are so tired. Yesterday, she spent a whole day to look after you. In addition, call the doctor, and wiped off the alcohol. She didn't have time to eat or rest. How lucky you are to have such a good wife, Mr. Burke."

Sophie's words confirmed his conclusion which was reached in this morning.

Just as he thought. When he was in a high fever, Rose took care of him all the day.

He thought that, in Rose's heart, she still cared about him.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly. His appetite was so good that he unexpectedly ate one more bowl of white porridge.