The next morning, Bright got up early to go exercise. Even if he was leaving here today, he did not
intend to stop exercising.
Years of fitness and self-control kept him in good mental and physical state.
Every time Bright's upper body was naked, the tight lines and clear texture of his muscle were so sexy
that Rose could not help but take a few looks at him.
She wondered if she was so hungry and even enjoyed appreciating Bright's figure.
If Bright knew she was so hungry about his figure, he would have made fun of her.
After Bright got up, Rose also got up to prepare breakfast. Because the servant would not come to
work since yesterday, so she had to prepare it by herself.
Rose cleaned up casually and went downstairs after getting up. As soon as she entered the kitchen,
she saw the chef employed by Bright was busy in the kitchen.
"Mrs. Lee, good morning." He smiled at Rose.
The chef was a man of one-fourth German ancestry. He was about forty, but looked like he was only
about thirty-five.
His facial profile looked more chiseled than that of the local people. His hair and pupils were not pure
black. He looked gentle and kind.
"Abel, good morning." Rose greeted him as well.
She forgot that although they had dismissed the servant, there was still a first-class chef at home.
Bright had asked Abel to stay here and then go back to City J with them.
"What can I do for you?" Rose was ashamed of her bad memory.
"Thanks. I'll be fine on my own. Just wait for enjoying breakfast." Abel was comfortable with breakfast
alone.
Seeing Abel control the kitchen easily, Rose really admired. She used to be in a great bustle while
making breakfast for herself and Doris.
"Then thank you." Rose knew there was nothing she could do.
"Part of my duty." Abel smiled and the dimple showed on his face.
"You go ahead. I'll go see if Doris is up." Rose then left Abel to make breakfast.
She turned to leave and hurried upstairs, going straight into her bedroom and lying on the king-size
bed.
She wouldn't have gotten up so early if she had remembered that Abel was there.
She looked at the time and saw that it was 6:50 now. She could sleep a little longer.
So Rose slept again until Bright came home from his morning jogging.
He looked at Rose, who was still sleeping in bed, and went into the bathroom.
After washing up, Bright went into the dressing room in a white bathrobe and selected a light blue shirt
and a dark blue plaid suit.
Because he was not at work, he chose the casual clothes and did not wear a tie.
He stepped out of the dressing room and buttoned his cufflinks while walking to the bed. He leaned
over and reached out to pat Rose's pretty ass, "Breakfast should be ready. I'll go get Doris. Quickly
clean up."
"Alright." Rose responded, but she was so sleepy.
Bright turned around and went to his daughter's room. Doris was already awake, but was hesitating
which dress to wear.
When Doris saw Bright, she ran to hug him, "Daddy, which dress do you think I look beautiful in?"
"My little princess will look beautiful in any dress." Bright took Doris' hand and walked to her dressing
room, which was full of all kinds of cute and sweet princess dresses.
"I want to dress up extra pretty today." Doris said seriously.
"Why?" Bright asked her.
"Because I am going to Daddy's house today, and will see my grandparents. So, I have to look good
and make a good impression on them." Doris took this matter seriously.
"You've made a good enough impression on them." Bright looked at the dresses and picked out a
white, long-sleeved dress for her.
This dress was very simple, with only a few small round cutouts embellished on it.
"Dad, I believe in your taste."
Doris didn't hesitate to take it and put it on. Sure enough, the simpler the better.
Doris inherited all the advantages of Bright and Rose. She had delicate facial features and bright eyes.
Her eyelashes were already more curly and dense than adults at such a young age. When she grew
up, she must be a beauty with a perfect face.
The weather had turned cold. So Doris was wearing white thermal socks and a jacket. With long black
hair and fair skin, she looked cute.
After Bright and Doris came downstairs, Abel served breakfast for them. But he was puzzled why Rose
was not there.
"Where's Mrs. Lee? Didn't she get up? She said she'd help..."
Bright looked to Abel, "Are you sure she's up?"
Abel nodded heavily and told the story.
Bright smiled lightly, "She rarely gets up early. So, she must be sleepy now. Don't mind. Just sit down to
have breakfast."
"Are you sure we don't call Mrs. Lee to have breakfast? It's not good for health if she doesn't have
breakfast." Abel wanted Bright to go get Rose.
Bright, however, was already cutting up fried eggs, "For her, sleeping is more important than eating."
"..." As a chef, Abel could not understand.
"Just get her something to eat on the plane later." Bright understood Rose's love of sleep and was
pleased to indulge her.
"Mr. Bright, you've changed a lot." Abel clearly felt the change of Bright.
He had been working for Bright at Ginkgo Villa for ten years. He always thought Bright was a stern
man. Everything must be done according to the rules, and no one could cross the line that he had
drawn.
Now it seemed that the line had been crossed and he had such a doting smile.
"What have I changed?" Bright raised his eyebrows.
"I can't get the words out. Anyway, you are gentler than you used to be." Abel said his feelings.
Bright glanced at Abel coldly, "Do you still think I'm gentle now?"
Abel was nervous, "It seems your gentleness is only for Mrs. Lee."
"Abel, you are wise." Bright withdrew his gaze meaningfully.
Bright went back upstairs after breakfast and began to pack his belongings he had to take.
Most of belongings would be left here. A bellhop would be hired to come and clean it regularly.
When Bright finished packing, Rose still hadn't moved. So he went to see if Doris had finished packing.
"Let's go downstairs and wait for your Mommy." Bright picked up Doris and went downstairs.
Abel had also cleaned up the kitchen, when Bill came and said respectfully, "Mr. Bright, everything is
ready. We can leave on time."
Bright, however, was not in a hurry, and even made tea, "No hurry. Wait a little longer."
"Yes." Bill did not dare to ask more who they were waiting for.
Half an hour passed, and an hour passed....
When Rose came downstairs, she saw Bill who was standing respectfully, Bright who was relaxed, and
Doris who was playing at ease, and Abel who was looking at the time.
"Did I ... get up late?"
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