Come on Daddy! Chapter 323 Half of My Bed Is Yours

Francis did not want to have any conflict with Bright at this time. After all, his son had just woken up
and was still weak. He was afraid that Bright would have an accident again.

Francis glanced sideways at Hallie, then patted her hand, comforting her. "Let's go back and let him get
some rest," he said.

Hallie was anxious and angry, but now there was nothing she could do.

She had to help Francis out of Bright's room.

Rose stood up and said, "Let me see you off."

Francis looked at Rose and sighed, "Rose, I was too worried about Bright just now, so I lost my temper
and hit you. Don't blame me, do you?"

Rose shook her head and said, "Dad, I understand how you feel. I don't blame you at all and you
shouldn't take it to heart either. We're a family. There's no knot that can't be untied."

"Yeah, we're a family." Francis glanced up at the door of Bright's room again. "Zoe... I know she is
wrong, but as you said, we are always a family, so I hope you can persuade Bright to... You're the only
one he'll listen to now."

"Dad, don't say so. He loves you too. You are always his father." Rose also wanted to resolve the
conflict between Bright and his father, "Dad, go back to rest. Take care of yourself."

"Yes." Francis seemed to have aged a little after the incident and lost his former aura.

"Let's go." Francis said to Hallie.

Stefan nodded to Rose and followed his parents to leave.



Rose called out to him, "Stefan, wait a minute."

Stefan stopped and looked at Rose. "Rose, do you have something to say?"

"Stefan, please take care of Dad and Ms. Hallie." Rose also felt bad when she saw Francis look so
tired.

"Don't worry, I will take care of them. Then we bother you take good care of Brother. Thank you."
Stefan was always polite.

"Stefan, as for Zoe..." Rose hadn't finished, and Stefan interrupted, "I know it is my sister's fault, and
she deserves it. I don't blame you for doing this, but I hope you can understand us. After all, she's our
family. We can't bear to see her end up like this. She is only twenty years old, and with a good
education, she won't take the wrong path."

"Stefan, if Zoe was as sensible as you are, this wouldn't happen, and her future would be promising.
It's a pity she's not you..." Rose looked at Stefan, who was handsome. "Everyone should take the
responsibility for their own mistakes and pay the price. This is growth, and you have to take it yourself."

Stefan pursed his lips and nodded. This was life.

Rose saw Stefan off before returning to the room and sitting in a chair by Bright's bed. "They have left,"
she said.

"Quiet at last." Bright leaned over.

"Get some rest. I'm here with you."

Bright patted his bed. "If you want to be with me, sleep here."

"We are in a hospital." Rose reminded him not to be presumptuous.



"This is a VIP room. No one comes in." Bright took Rose's hand, "Half of my bed will be yours."

"I'll sleep on the couch."

"I haven't slept with you in my arms for ten days." That grieved look was in sharp contrast with the cold
look just now.

Looking at Bright's unsatisfied look, Rose thought that he was just like the wolf, and she was the rabbit,
waiting to be eaten by him.

"I will just hold you. Bright moved aside, leaving half the bed for Rose, "What do you think I can do
when I am injured?"

Rose looked at him doubtfully. She always thought she couldn't believe what Bright said.

"What do you mean by that look?"

In the end, Rose could not resist Bright's begging, and she was coaxed into bed.

She was held in Bright's arms, and Bright closed his eyes and smelled her unique fragrance. That was
the real feeling.

Rose nestled in his arms, seeking a comfortable position and slept peacefully.

The way they embraced each other showed that they were a loving couple.

It was a pleasant night's sleep. All uneasiness and fear vanished, and even in dreams, they dreamed of
each other living a happy live.

Early in the morning, Rose went to pick up the porridge brought by her aunt. And she ran into May.



"Rose, what are you doing in the hospital so early?" May looked her up and down with concern in her
eyes. "Are you ill?"

"No." Rose shook her head.

"And...?" May asked.

"It's Bright. He's hurt." As soon as Rose said so, May asked, "What's wrong with him? Is he sick? Does
it matter?"

She even grabbed Rose's arm in excitement and unconsciously made Rose feel painful.

May was holding her so tightly that Rose wrung her eyebrows. "Ms. May, he's out of danger," she said,
"He just needs to rest."

May was relieved, and then realized that she had held Rose's arm too tight.

She let go of her hand and apologized, "Rose, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, but I'm worried about him because
he's your husband. You can only be happy when he's fine. I always want you to be happy because
you're such a good woman..."

"May, I know. Thank you." Rose smiled brightly, "Did you come to see the doctor?"

She knew that May was not well and had been seeing the doctor regularly.

"Well, for regular check," May said, "I've already made an appointment, so I'll go first. Take good care
of your husband."

Rose nodded and then went back to Bright's room.



Bright was already awake, so Rose helped him wash and then brought the porridge to him. "Have
some of the carp soup before you have the porridge," said Rose.

Bright didn't take the bowl. He just opened his mouth like a child who couldn't take care of himself.

She was speechless, and she scooped the soup and blew it before took it to his mouth. Bright drank it
with great satisfaction.

Everyone was afraid of Bright because they thought he was too cruel and ruthless, but no one knew
that Bright was just like a child in front of Rose.

It seemed like no one could control Bright as Rose did.

After Rose and Bright had breakfast, the doctor asked Rose to go to the doctor's office.

When she came back, she saw May holding a bunch of flowers and a basket of fruits standing in front
of Bright's room. She looked around, hesitating, and then put down the flowers and the fruit before
leaving, as if she did not want anyone to know that she had been there.


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