Come on Daddy!

Chapter 132 She Is His Lover

Hallie flattered Francis just so he can be happy.

"All you do is coax me and make me happy." Francis smiled helplessly and shook his wife's hand.

As soon as he saw that Bright had already taken Rose into the living room, his face became cold once again in just a second. He pulled back his hand and sat upright, showing authority as a fatherly figure.

"Dad, auntie," Both said politely.

"Rose must be tired having flown all the way here. Have a seat." Hallie greeted her warmly.

"I'm not tired. I rested in the car for a while. I feel better now." Rose was indeed much better than before.

She quickly got her suitcase and opened it to take out some gifts and put them on the coffee table.

"Our last meeting was too rushed, so I didn't prepare anything. This time I heard that dad is not in a good health. I bought these for Dad. A doctor who was a classmate of mine recommended them. They are good for the body," Rose was afraid that Francis would dislike her for buying randomly, so she explained. "I know dad isn't short of anything. These things are not expensive, but I hope that dad can accept them as a token of regard from the daughter-in-law."

As an upper-class family, the Lee family wasn't short of anything, but what she wanted to show was her concern.

The gift was trifling, but the feeling was profound.

She also felt that something bad would happen and hoped that the small token of regard could help prevent Francis from becoming overly angry.

After all, she had seen him become angry, and it was very terrifying.

She didn't like being smashed by teacups.

"Thanks." Francis nodded, thinking that Rose still had a sense of filial duty. She was a good girl, someone who didn't seem like the type to do that kind of thing.

"This so kind of you, Rose." Hallie looked at those things. "Auntie would like to thank you in your dad's place."

Bright looked at Rose. She sure knew how to prepare that she even kept it a secret from him.

"What are you standing up for? Have a seat," Francis said.

Bright pulled on Rose, who had been standing and talking, and sat down. "Dad, you look much better, right?"

"Are you disappointed that you haven't pissed me off enough that I died?" Francis glared at his unscrupulous son. "My daughter-in-law is much better and buys me supplements. I can't rely on my son."

"Dad, Rose and I are husband and wife, and I have a share of the things she buys." Bright took credit as usual. "Besides, you can't have a daughter-in-law without your son, right? This is because your son has good taste, so he chose such a sensible and dutiful daughter-in-law. Dad, I know you are happy."

Bright said and glanced at Rose, who was sitting obediently beside him. His gaze was gentle.

"Hmm! I only complimented you a bit, and you've become arrogant." Francis snorted coldly. "I happen to have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Bright became nervous. He knew this was what his dad asked them to come back for.

Francis threw the photos Cruz had given them on the coffee table.

Bright leaned over and picked up the photos, which were all photos of him and Rose or him, Rose, and Doris.

Rose also saw the photos, and when she saw Doris, she clenched her fists and turned pale.

How could Francis have these photos? Did he send someone to investigate her?

After all, she was married to Bright. As the lady of an upper-class family, how could someone become part of the Lee family as the daughter-in-law without an investigation? Even if Francis accepted her, it didn't mean that he wouldn't investigate anything about her... Then how much did he know about her past?

Would he even know about what happened five years ago...? She had done a very subtle and thorough job so that no one except those she trusted the most would know.

Rose could only hear her nervous heartbeat...

"Dad, are you investigating us? No, it should be Rose," Bright pinched a corner of the photo and asked coldly.

Naturally, Francis didn't bother to answer. Hallie hurriedly explained, "Bright, Rose, don't get me wrong. It's not your dad who investigated."

"Then where did these photos come from?" Bright threw the photos on the coffee table.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"You and Rose really got married? You didn't lie to me to make me happy, right?" Francis remembered Cruz's saying that Francis had a lover, so he was afraid that Bright found a woman randomly to comfort him.

He truly wanted Bright to start a family. After all, a 30-year-old man should have a family. Only by having a virtuous wife to take care of him, he would be able to focus on his career without having to worry about his family.

Ever since he took over the company, he lived in Gingko Villa by himself. Although there was a housekeeper to take care of him, living by himself was too lonely. He needed a wife to form a family.

"Dad, you are good at cracking jokes. Why should I lie to you about marriage?" Bright couldn't help but laugh. "I didn't bring the marriage certificate. I will bring it to you tomorrow to have a look. Or you can call the Civil Affairs Bureau to check if I have registered with Rose."

They were registered at the Civil Affairs Bureau of City J back then. Francis had the connections to find what he wanted with a single phone call.

Francis wasn't doubtful anymore when he heard what Bright said. The lover that the man mentioned was Rose, which meant that they didn't know that Bright's wife was Rose.

"Do you know what the person who took these photos said?" Francis raised his thick eyebrows, looking carefully at the expressions on Bright and Rose's faces.

"How did he say?" Bright asked.

"He said you had a lover behind your wife's back—"

Before Francis finished speaking, Bright continued, "This is nonsense!"

Rose stared at Bright, her eyes looking at him seriously.

"Dear, why are you looking at me like this? You don't believe me?" Bright felt that Rose's suspicious eyes were very scary.

"Not at all." Rose smiled lightly. "I know that Mr. Bright has always been very charming, and it is not surprising that women are chasing after him."

"Dear, are you salty?" Bright smirked.

"I'm sweet and spicy." Rose rolled her eyes at him elegantly. What a narcissist.

"But I want to make it clear that I really have no other woman except you." Bright was also very serious.

"Oh," Rose responded lightly, but she still felt a bit bitter.

"Dear, what do you mean by oh? You just don't believe me?" Bright frowned, feeling that he couldn't explain himself. "Would you rather trust someone else?"

"Rose, you misunderstood." Hallie saw that Bright was very anxious, so she spoke to explain. "The lover that we referred to is you."

What?

She was his lover?