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Rosie heard her son whimpering before she could feel her husband’s fingers patting lightly on her cheek. Whining and groaning, she snuggled up to his warm, bare-chested body, refused to leave the bed after hosting a ball that had ended at three in the morning.
          	
          	“Mousie?” came his chuckle against her cheek. “I’m afraid you have to wake up now. The pup will cry the whole house into shambles if he doesn’t get his stomach full.”
          	
          	Whining again, she rose onto her half-seated, half-reclining position, braced herself on the elbow since she still hadn’t gathered enough wits to fully get up.
          	
          	“You want any help?” she heard Rick asked, his gentle voice a combination of amusement and concern. Lifting one eyelid to look at him, she saw that he’d already awoken, his brilliant amber eyes showed no sign of tiresome, or, at least, of someone who had just been forced to wake up.
          	
          	She had been envying that ability since day one of motherhood.
          	
          	“Can you breast-feed?”
          	
          	His lips twisted at her dazed comment. “No, love. Last time I checked, paternity doesn’t work that way,” he reached up to kiss her on the forehead. “Do you want me to bring him to you?” he murmured, his pad of thumb nudge her cheek and her other eye opened. Sighing shortly, she flung her legs over the edge of the mattress and hoist herself standing.

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@HannahWon23 well, unlike other aristocratic wives (or, you know, wives in convenient families), Rosie insisted on breastfeeding her children. It’s unconventional though, since women of her rank didn’t breastfeed their own children, but Rosie didn’t give a damn. According to her, her son wasn’t motherless nor she was incapable of that easy task.
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HannahWon23

So they didn’t have wet nanny?
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“No, stay here,” she said drowsily, stretched her arm and continued while yawning. “One of us should sleep. Besides, you’ll wake him on the way putting him back.” As Rosie was donning her dressing-robe, the whimper was becoming a full-forced wailing. Both father and mother of the newborn grinned at each other.
          	  
          	  “Crying like a warlord when being hungry,” she chided affectionately, rolling her eyes. “Dear me, no wonder he’s your son.”
          	  
          	  Rick gave her a faux offended glance.
          	  
          	  “I bet your pardon? Are you saying you have no involvement in the making of him? He might have inherited that from you.”
          	  
          	  “Absolutely not! I’m sure he’s your son when he behaved this way. He’s only mine when he’s at peace and obedient; only then he’ll take after his perfectly composed mother.”
          	  
          	  Her husband chuckled at her contrary-to-the-true statement, frowning while forming an inaudible “how?” on his lips. Giggling, Rosie bent down to steal a swift kiss from him.
          	  
          	  “Sleep, darling,” she whispered, her eyes softening when they looked into his. In spite of his amusement, she could see the hint of concerning tension in them. Her fingertips couldn’t help but stroke his rough-edged jaw. “We’ll be fine.”
          	  
          	  And then she hurried out the master bedroom’s door to come to their infant son.    
          	  {The Viscount’s Unwanted Wife (Lanton-Jenkins Siblings #3)}
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Rosie heard her son whimpering before she could feel her husband’s fingers patting lightly on her cheek. Whining and groaning, she snuggled up to his warm, bare-chested body, refused to leave the bed after hosting a ball that had ended at three in the morning.
          
          “Mousie?” came his chuckle against her cheek. “I’m afraid you have to wake up now. The pup will cry the whole house into shambles if he doesn’t get his stomach full.”
          
          Whining again, she rose onto her half-seated, half-reclining position, braced herself on the elbow since she still hadn’t gathered enough wits to fully get up.
          
          “You want any help?” she heard Rick asked, his gentle voice a combination of amusement and concern. Lifting one eyelid to look at him, she saw that he’d already awoken, his brilliant amber eyes showed no sign of tiresome, or, at least, of someone who had just been forced to wake up.
          
          She had been envying that ability since day one of motherhood.
          
          “Can you breast-feed?”
          
          His lips twisted at her dazed comment. “No, love. Last time I checked, paternity doesn’t work that way,” he reached up to kiss her on the forehead. “Do you want me to bring him to you?” he murmured, his pad of thumb nudge her cheek and her other eye opened. Sighing shortly, she flung her legs over the edge of the mattress and hoist herself standing.

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@HannahWon23 well, unlike other aristocratic wives (or, you know, wives in convenient families), Rosie insisted on breastfeeding her children. It’s unconventional though, since women of her rank didn’t breastfeed their own children, but Rosie didn’t give a damn. According to her, her son wasn’t motherless nor she was incapable of that easy task.
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HannahWon23

So they didn’t have wet nanny?
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“No, stay here,” she said drowsily, stretched her arm and continued while yawning. “One of us should sleep. Besides, you’ll wake him on the way putting him back.” As Rosie was donning her dressing-robe, the whimper was becoming a full-forced wailing. Both father and mother of the newborn grinned at each other.
            
            “Crying like a warlord when being hungry,” she chided affectionately, rolling her eyes. “Dear me, no wonder he’s your son.”
            
            Rick gave her a faux offended glance.
            
            “I bet your pardon? Are you saying you have no involvement in the making of him? He might have inherited that from you.”
            
            “Absolutely not! I’m sure he’s your son when he behaved this way. He’s only mine when he’s at peace and obedient; only then he’ll take after his perfectly composed mother.”
            
            Her husband chuckled at her contrary-to-the-true statement, frowning while forming an inaudible “how?” on his lips. Giggling, Rosie bent down to steal a swift kiss from him.
            
            “Sleep, darling,” she whispered, her eyes softening when they looked into his. In spite of his amusement, she could see the hint of concerning tension in them. Her fingertips couldn’t help but stroke his rough-edged jaw. “We’ll be fine.”
            
            And then she hurried out the master bedroom’s door to come to their infant son.    
            {The Viscount’s Unwanted Wife (Lanton-Jenkins Siblings #3)}
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…Nàng gửi cho anh một cái thở dài cam chịu, nhưng chỉ nhượng bộ đến thế. Đặt quyển sách xuống ghế, nàng dứt khoát bước đến chỗ anh, ngồi hẳn lên lòng anh và ấn môi mình lên miệng anh trong một nụ hôn nồng nàn đến mức anh phải im lặng trong một lúc.
          “Nụ hôn này là cho việc gì đây?” anh hỏi khi nàng chấm dứt, mỉm cười hơi bối rối.
          “Ngài luôn làm điều này, trêu chọc cho đến khi em giận dỗi sau đó luôn thành công trong việc tháo ngòi cơn giận của em cách này hay cách khác, và rồi chúng ta sẽ trở lại như cũ,” nàng nói, ngón tay vuốt ve đường viền cái cằm chưa cạo của anh. “Vậy nên để chúng ta khỏi mất công cho việc vô ích đó, em sẽ nói cho ngài biết một điều.”
          “Điều gì thế?”
          “Ngài là chồng em.”
          “Và?” Anh thì thầm bên môi khi nàng chợt dừng lại giữa câu, mắt nhìn nàng chăm chăm với vẻ thích thú không nhân nhượng. Miễn cưỡng, Rosie buông ra một tiếng thở dài ngắn rồi nói tiếp.
          [Đọc tiếp ở phần bình luận]

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sorry cậu, tớ bận quá trời quá đất, nên không trả lời tin cậu được. Công nhận ở bên đó cậu có cuộc sống vui thật á, bao nhiêu là trải nghiệm. Còn cậu bạn năm ấy, cậu còn crush ko hay hết rùi?
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tieutranu

À, mà crush năm lớp 8 của tớ cũng học ở đó :) Nghiệt duyên kinh khủng. Tỏ tình lớp 8 xong giờ vẫn còn gặp tới lớp 12 .__. dù k có cảm giác nhưng vẫn ngại -.- Hồi đó thân bao nhiêu thì giờ cách bấy nhiêu :vv Vậy mà trời sắp đặt ngồi gần nhau hay chung nhóm liên tục :// Karma bites so damn hard -.- Hồi đó tính ra k phải là thích mà kiểu admire ấy vì cậu ấy thông minh nhất lớp Toán, và ngay gu của mình đeo mắt kính mới gớm :/ Tính ra chỉ là infatuation ://
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tieutranu

Bữa đó tớ ăn mặc diện đồ lên lắm kìa :)) Bữa đó cũng lạnh thấy ớn :)) Nhưng vui kinh khủng ;))
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tieutranu

Hey girl, are you gonna write about Theodore Lanton’s love story :)))

tieutranu

Then I guess we do have different views ^^
            I’m more of a modern time and prefers virgins :))
            Hopefully, we can still be good friends :((
            Sorry for being annoying :((
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1. I'm glad to hear that the guy backed off
            2. As a matter of fact, I do feel annoyed, mostly because I really still cannot understand your logic. I guess we have different ways of thinking and since I'm kind of stubborn, I don't want anyone to ask me to write as their will, especially when their will goes against everything I believe in and is poorly matched the western style of writing, which I love. So let me tell you something to reconsider your support: I will never write a virgin man as long as I don't see a perfect reason to do that, especially in the period of time I'm choosing. It's just unrealistic and unnecessary. Looking back at the time I wrote fanfiction, I am so blissful that I stopped it, left it behind me and never look back. Surely, it was an experience, but it was absolutely not what I want. I'm happy with what I'm pursuing right now. It makes perfect sense to me, a history nerd who's having more than just a thing for romance and sensical ideas.
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tieutranu

If I’m not wrong, she managed to turn the guy down before the sex happens.
            
            Yes, I’ll still support your stories, meaning whatever you write, I’ll still cheer you up :)
            I’ve read stories where male leads aren’t virgin, so reading yours is not a problem, but it could take awhile for me to read it again since the stories I’m reading these days are all virgins.
            When I support someone, it’s like I’m backing you up no matter what happens, but I won’t always read what you write.
            Yes, I see you as my friend. You’re the only one I know since Zing Me all the way here!
            I’ve been loving your stories since a long time ago when you write fanfiction, but it’s the genre historical romance that I don’t enjoy as much :(
            If me nagging about virgins annoy you, I’m so sorry :((
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...She had leant against his chest, unable to stop herself from crying. The sob had been annoyedly and happily intertwined. “You idiot man! Tremendously idiot...” her thump had ceased into softening pat on the velvety-dark blue material. “You loggerhead... But damn it, Darwin... how the hell could you make me love you this much?”
          He’d smiled, cradled her face in his hands and bent down to kiss her, and showed her he loved her just as much, even a thousand more if that was possible, as if he hadn’t proven it fervently enough.
          {The Earl’s Mistress}

tieutranu

Ughhh 2 more years and I have to decide my major OMG and then I had to make sure I get into med school as welllll :<
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take your time to considerate. You don't need to be worried, you're still young, y'know.
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tieutranu

I’m planning to become a nurse. A practitioner or the midwife nurse probably. Preferably I would like to become a practitioner because of the salary and job, and becoming a midwife would let me see labors every single day @@ However, the education for the midwife nurse is easier.. my future is fluctuating :((
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Tama0w0

Vừa đọc lại truyện lần thứ n nhưng vẫn chưa thoả mãn được cơn đói truyện nên mò vào tường nhà chị Quinn đọc....  mà công nhận viết H ngon ghê luôn chị ưi!!! (này không phải ý hối truyện hay gì đâu em chỉ muốn nói là hố truyện này sâu thôi à :3 thật sự không leo lên nổi TT^TT) với hè r nên em rảnh lật hết cmt ra coi mới thấy là chị còn ý định viết truyện về anh rosie luôn hê hê em đợi nha. Oh and FIGHTING SIS, I ALWAY WAITING FOR YOUR NEXT CHAP <3

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@SocCon552 dạo này chị đi làm rồi nên bận quá không kiếm đâu ra thời gian viết (chị tưởng tốt nghiệp xong là có thời gian dư dả ai dè đi làm lun T.T. Ráng lết lắm mới xong chương 22, rồi còn tốn một thời gian đọc lại edit các thứ). Thật sự là cũng khó, vì trong đầu có công việc rồi là không thể viết được dòng nào cả nhưng chị sẽ cố gắng viết trong thời gian rảnh rỗi. Cảm ơn em nhé, chị cũng đang cố gắng chuyển ngữ cuốn này sang tiếng Anh (chỉ là thử sức thui, ko bik có dc ko). Lâu thế mà em vẫn nhớ chị là chị zui lém ời :3
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Tama0w0

lần đầu đọc truyện mới tới chap 3 em còn tưởng truyện dịch vì văn phong giống phương tây quá, nên là tìm bảng tiếng anh của truyện trong tuyệt vọng haha xong cái biết truyện này chị tự viết là em hú hồn đành phải ngậm ngùi chờ truyện tiếp  mà nhanh ghê á chị mới đây mà em đã đu truyện được gần 2 năm rồi
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Wolfxcherry

Hôm bữa phát hiện Cá tháng Tư và sinh nhật của Tiểu Anh Đào nhà Clamp mà quên qua ăn mừng với cậu =(( 

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@Wolfxcherry tới ngày đó tớ sẽ chúc mừng cậu :)
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Wolfxcherry

Tớ nhất định phải ăn sinh nhật Syaoran mới được =)) Nhưng mà tớ sẽ ăn sinh nhật mình trước mới được :)) 
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QuinnEpiphy

@Wolfxcherry sinh nhật Rosie cưng của mình mà mình còn ko có thời gian chúc mừng bé nè :(((
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51K views! Thank y'all, my baby dolls!
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          Én ni quày, mình ra chương 19 ăn mừng nha, mọi người ơi :3!

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@Wolfxcherry yêu thương nhèo nhèo!!!
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Wolfxcherry

Chúc mừng baby nhá =)))) Chúng mình sẽ cố gắng để tới 100K nào ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ Luôn ủng hộ cậu \\\٩(๑`^´๑)۶////
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