Rebirth: Dancing In My Destiny
Chapter 390: Jealous For No Reason

Chapter 390: Jealous For No Reason

Rose’s brow slightly wrinkled as she looked at the worried Laura.

"Laura, the one who asked me to return to my parents’ house was Evan. You don’t have to worry. Mmm... let’s just say in the next few days I’m giving you a day off. So, enjoy your holidays..." Rose lightly patted Laura’s shoulder before she got into the car.

Laura was at a loss for words. She couldn’t argue with her young madam.

"Young madam, make sure you never go out without Oscar. promise me?"

"Hmm... I will."

Laura stood where she was, watching the black SUV disappear from her sight.

While in the car.

"L-Lady Boss, I know you are angry with boss Evan. But, I beg you, don’t go to your parents’ house. It will be complicated if your parents find out you are fighting with your husband..." said Oscar seriously.

Rose, "..." What did this stupid Oscar mean? Who’s fighting with Evan?

"Well, I’m sorry if my words bothered you. However, as someone who’s known Evan for a long time and knows how much he loves and cherishes you, I hope you’ll consider your decision..." Oscar glanced at Rose with concerned eyes. Until now, he was still in shock to know Rose suddenly told him she would stay at her parent’s house for a while.

Remembering what happened yesterday, Oscar could guess. His big boss and lady boss must be fighting. So, now Lady Boss ran away to her parent’s house.

As Lady Boss’ bodyguard, he couldn’t let this happen. He had to do something to help his big boss.

Rose secretly laughed hearing this fool Oscar’s words. Just before she wanted to answer, this fool continued his words again.

"Boss! Don’t worry. I can help you forget what happened yesterday..." Oscar’s lips curved slightly into a brilliant smile.

Rose frowned.

"I found a new restaurant. The food in the restaurant is delicious. I’m sure if you eat there, you will definitely forget all the troubles you are facing now..." Oscar’s eyes lit up at the thought of the western restaurant he found a few days ago. "Boss, let’s eat there this afternoon. I will ask Oliver and the others to lunch with us...."

Rose was speechless. This food-enslaved person, how could he have an idea like this!? Gosh!

"Oscar, thank you for your advice. But..." Rose shifted her gaze to the scenery outside—actually, she is lazy to explain to this stupid Oscar—before continuing, "Where did you get that thought from? I didn’t run away from home. But, my husband... He asked me to go there to celebrate Christmas with my parents rather than being alone at home...."

Oscar almost choked hearing that. At this moment, he just wanted to slap his face for talking nonsense.

Rose ignored Oscar, her eyes staring at the white snow along the way.

This morning she was happy after receiving a few texts from Evan. Reading a series of short messages from him made her worries slowly disappear.

Now all that was left was shame on herself. Because, yesterday, she had become childish—Jealous for no reason.

How could she have such thoughts?

She had forgotten that Evan had vowed to her that there was no other woman in his heart, only her. She believes him.

As for her suspicions about Carla Miller, she would put them aside for now.

In another text message, Rose read this morning...

Evan told her that tonight the person who helped him founded Dream Inc asked him to spend Christmas with his family. And Evan couldn’t refuse because he already considered that person as his teacher, his family. He was so sorry—on their first Christmas as a married couple, he couldn’t come back—that’s why he asked her to return to her parent’s house for a while.

Rose could accept and understand Evan’s reasoning. She knew that the person’s merit was immense—Evan built his business without his family’s help but with that person’s help.

Soon they arrived at Rose’s parent’s house.

Rose immediately went to the dining room to meet her parents after asking the housekeeper to prepare a room for Oscar—her bodyguard would also stay in this house.

As soon as Rose entered the dining room, her footsteps stopped. Suddenly her heart warmed to see such a beautiful sight—her parents chatted at the dinner table, and occasionally she saw her parents laughing happily. Somehow, their loving chatter made her feel blessed.

Even though she couldn’t be with Evan tonight, her parents would cheer her up. She felt grateful. After so many days, she finally had time to have breakfast with them again.

"Mom, Dad... Why don’t you guys eat?"

Molly and Nicholas smiled broadly as soon as they saw Rose.

"Rose, you come... My dear, we’re waiting for you. Hurry up, sit here..." Molly asked Rose to sit beside her and fill her plate with so much food. "You have to eat a lot. You’re so skinny..."

"Gosh!! Mom, I’m overweight..." Rose was silent. Even though she no longer lived with her mother, whenever her mother had the chance, she would feed her like a pig—she would never stop until all the plates were empty.

Nicholas agreed with his wife. Their daughter looks skinny. Moreover, she was too busy with her work and sniper training, making Nicholas worry about her health.

"Daughter, don’t work too hard. Let Oliver and the others take care of the company. You have to take care of yourself. And I heard from your grandfather that your shooting practice is getting intense. I’m afraid you’ll get sick if you do everything without rest...."

Nicholas Spencer experienced such training. He knew how tired his daughter was—physical exercises, combat training, and many more. His father only gave his daughter a day off every weekend. And what worries him more, his daughter is still actively working in the Wilson Group.

Rose "..."

As usual, her father must have tried to persuade her to stop practicing shooting. She was used to hearing it and had an answer every time this conversation came up.

Rose could only continue maintaining her Mona Lisa smile as she ’politely’ replied to her father, "Dad. Do not worry about me...."

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