MY LITTLE SWEET WIFE (3)

Chapter 548 - Rosé, Do You Really Have A Grudge Against Me

[This is an adaptation, this story is not mine. The credits goes to the original writer. Please do not vote!]

Jisoo, whose heart had been softened by the child early in the morning, sat up in bed and didn't seem to insist on getting up. He looked back at Rain's pouty mouth and saw the anticipation and fear in his daughter's eyes, as if she were afraid that he would soon be gone.

Jisoo faintly sighed and gently rubbed Rain's head, "Be good, daddy won't leave."

It was supposed to be a warm and cozy scene...

With Dalisay's usual emotional illness of crying while watching TV shows, she was definitely wiping away her tears right now. But none of that happened. She stood beside Rosé and kept covering her mouth with her hands to suppress her laughter.

Rosé stared at Jisoo's ghost-like face as soon as she entered the bedroom. After holding on for a while, her eyelids twitched. She glanced at Rain, who hugged Jisoo's arm and asked, "Rain, did you do this?"

She pointed at Jisoo's face.

Jisoo then remembered that he wanted to get out of bed to see his face in the bathroom. Hearing Rosé's words, he raised his eyebrow and wiped his face with his hand.

He looked down and saw a patch of red on his palm.

He turned around and saw a red watercolor pen in Rain's hand. Bad feelings appeared in his heart.

Rain immediately sat down next to him and said with an innocent smile, "Very beautiful!"

Jisoo was about to get up to look, but Rain quickly rushed over and tugged the corner of his shirt. "Daddy ~ Daddy ~"

Jisoo felt his scalp tingling from Dalisay's stifled laughter and Rosé's cold yet distant smile. In the end, she told Dalisay to bring her a small mirror.

Dalisay obediently went to bring Rosé's usual small mirror with mischievous smiles then handed it to Jisoo.

Jisoo looked at them with a weird expression, rolled his eyes, then opened the small lid of the mirror and lowered his head to take a look.

"Hee hee, Daddy! Is it good?" Rain immediately climbed into his lap and found a comfortable position on his lap. She looked up at him with an expression of hope, waved a watercolor pen in her hand, and asked, "Is it beautiful?"

Three lines were drawn on his forehead.

There's a vertical bar in the middle.

A circle of unknown objects was drawn on the left side of the face, while on the right side was a row of round, non-circular, non-square things.

Above the chin, a red beauty mole!

The worst part was!

Jisoo looked at his hand that was holding the mirror.

His large, manly nails were covered in what looked like nail polish.

The corners of his mouth twitched. Rain was still leaning on his chest, wiggling her body up and down, as if she didn't want her father to ignore her. "Daddy! Daddy! Isn't it beautiful!?"

Resisting the urge to spit out the curses, Jisoo was so angry that he started laughing. He put down the mirror and glanced at Rosé, who was standing by the door with an indifferent expression. "Rosé, do you really have a grudge against me?"

Rosé glared at him. "I didn't draw it."

Seeing Jisoo's angry expression, Rosé couldn't help but laugh. She forced a cold expression on her face again before turning towards Dalisay, who was still holding back her laughter.

Dalisay finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She quickly ran into the bathroom, washed the towel with cold water, and handed it to Jisoo. "Mr. Kim, hurry and wipe it."

Rain raised her head and looked at Dalisay with a confused expression. "Auntie Dalisay, why wiped it? Does it don't look good?"

"Ugh ..." Seeing the innocence in the child's eyes, Dalisay just turned to Jisoo for help.

Jisoo looked at his fingernails that had been painted like a woman and couldn't help but look at Rosé. Looking at the clean nails with no nail polish at all, he remembered that Darna usually liked to dress up and often wore these items.

In the end, Jisoo took the towel to wipe his hands. Then he passed the towel and mirror to Dalisay and said, "Anyway, it's already like this, I'll wipe it later."

Dalisay picked up a towel and returned to the bathroom.

Jisoo lowered his head to look at Rain, who was sitting on his lap. The corners of his lips curved as he rubbed her head.

This was his daughter.

For the past two years, he had avoided looking at her, and he can only see her small figure in the photo. Now, she was right in front of him.

Jisoo admitted that children were indeed the most melting thing in the world. Not to mention that he's not a great villain; even a bad person will stop and hugged his daughter when they saw her

Jisoo looked at Rain, his hands caressing the soft hair on her head. Rain smiled as she pulled his hand away, hugged him, and continued to draw the back of his hand with a watercolor pen.

It seemed to be her very favorite game to draw something on her father like this.

Jisoo didn't move but lowered his head to look at the picture Rain was drawing. He noticed that she was just drawing randomly. He paused for a moment, then turned his gaze to Rosé, who had been standing there the whole time, silently watching him and her daughter.

"Now that the child is being taught early, why has Rain not gone to kindergarten yet?" He asked.

According to what he knew, many parents would send their children to kindergarten at this age. Although the children were young, and they couldn't learn much in the beginning, they could at least get to know people outside very early and learn good social relationships from a young age.

Jisoo's expression was a little heavy, but he didn't have any intention of blaming Rosé all. As a father, he hadn't seen his child in two years, so no matter what method Rosé used to teach the child, he really didn't have any right to criticize her.

But he really couldn't understand. With Rosé's strong temper, even if she doted on her daughter, she wouldn't allow her daughter to play with the servants at home every day. With her character, she should have sent her child to kindergarten earlier to be educated and contacted with the outside world.

While he allowed Rain to continue hugging his hand and draw on it, he also looked at Rosé with silent doubt in his eyes.

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