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Chapter 1528 Woke Up So Late
She could have refused when Byron asked her to dry his hair just now.
Yet, his tone was so natural that it felt justified.
They were sharing a room. He prepared matching pajamas for her. She helped him dry his hair...
For some unknown reason, Rosalie could not refuse.
Byron was too well-prepared.
Almost everything happened naturally.
The first thing next morning, Rosalie felt that her bones were about to fall apart.
She looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock in the morning, an hour later than the alarm she had set.
Enduring the pain, Rosalie grabbed the alarm clock and took a look.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe saw that the alarm had already rung. Her best guess was that Byron had turned off the alarm clock while she
was sleeping.
Annoyed, Rosalie sat up from the bed. She made a face from the soreness in her lower back.
Last night, they were up too late...
Just when Rosalie got off the bed carefully, Mrs. Zora was outside the door. "Young Madam, are you up yet?"
Rosalie held her forehead awkwardly. Since she woke up so late, most adults would know what had happened.
She replied sheepishly. "What's wrong?”
Mrs. Zora said, "The young master told me to wake you up at eight for breakfast. Food is ready. Once you wash up,
you can go downstairs to eat!"
Hearing this, Rosalie quickly agreed. She endured the pain and hurried up.
Coming out of the bedroom, she saw Mrs. Zora waiting at the door.
"Where’s Byron?" Rosalie asked in confusion.
According to Byron’s temperament, he should have woken her up this morning.
Mrs. Zora looked a little helpless. "Master got up early in the morning and told Young Master to deal with something
in the company. Young Master couldn't refuse, so he went." 'Master? Benedict Lawrence?'
Rosalie frowned slightly. "Where's Uncle Benedict? Where is he now?"
Mrs. Zora said, "He’s downstairs."
As the two women talked, they had already reached the corner of the stairs.
Rosalie heard the noises of the little ones playing downstairs. She could not help but feel a little uneasy.
'If the three little ones make a mess while Benedict is here, won't it leave a bad impression on him?1
Thinking of this, Rosalie hurriedly quickened her pace.
Suddenly, she heard Nox's squeal. "Grandpa, you placed the blocks wrong here! It should be like this! Look at the
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Immediately afterward, Benedict's apologetic yet delighted voice sounded. "Oh, so it's like this. I’ve never played
with building blocks before. I’m not very good at this. Now I understand."
Rosalie was stunned by their conversation, and she picked up her pace.
When she got downstairs, she saw Benedict playing with Lego blocks with the three little ones.
Nox clung to Benedict like he had known him forever.
Rosalie freaked out and called out to the two little boys, "Lucian, Nox!"
The little ones had no intention of leaving Benedict's side. They just turned around upon hearing their mother’s
voice and smiled at her sweetly.
They greeted her cheekily. "Mommy! You woke up too late and there was nobody to play with us. Thankfully,
Grandpa is here!"
Rosalie was called out by the little ones in front of Benedict. She blushed slightly and awkwardly looked for an
excuse. "I woke up early. I was just on the phone upstairs!”
After that, she greeted Benedict sheepishly, "Good morning, Uncle Benedict."
Benedict smiled and nodded to her.
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