Summer and Jessica hurried back. They opened the door and discovered the TV was turned on.
Summer shouted, "Rosie?"
Rosie stood up from the sofa. There were potato chips on her chin and face. Her hair was messy and
she was holding a remote control.
Seeing Summer, she cried out in surprise, "Mom!"
Rosie was small. She had been blocked by the back of the sofa so Summer didn’t see her.
Rosie ran down the sofa and towards Summer barefoot, holding the remote tightly in her hand.
Summer squatted down to wipe the chips off her face. She held Rosie up and said, "What are you
doing?"
"TV." Rosie waved the remote control and pointed at the TV behind her.
Jessica walked to the sofa and saw snacks and candies sprinkling on the sofa. Beside them was a
bottle of yogurt.
Jessica couldn't stop laughing, "Oh my god, how did Rosie find my snacks and open them! She's so
smart!"
Summer walked over with Rosie in her arms. Seeing the mess on the sofa, she pulled a wry face.
"Did you take them by yourself?" Summer put Rosie on the sofa and asked her to stand properly so
that their eyes were at the same level.
Summer looked serious. Rosie sensed it and rubbed her small hands behind. She blinked her eyes and
whispered, "Yes."
Jessica pushed Summer and said, "You scared her."
"See? Did you make Auntie Jessica's sofa dirty?" Summer asked Rosie as she pointed at the sofa.
Rosie looked at it and nodded.
Summer's tone softened a little, "You can't do this next time, OK? Do you want to help Auntie Jessica
clean it up?"
Rosie obediently replied, "Yes."
Summer looked at Rosie and suddenly felt so sad.
She turned around, tears rolling out of her eyes.
Summer calmed herself down and tried to make her sound the same as usual, "Help Auntie Jessica
clean the sofa, OK? Mom needs to use the bathroom."
She then hurried to the bathroom.
Summer closed the bathroom door abruptly. She leaned against the door and slowly slid to the ground
while covering her face with her hand to suppress the sound of crying.
Outside the door, Rosie pointed at the bathroom door helplessly and looked at Jessica, "Mom?"
Jessica had heard Summer's crying just now.
She smiled and said to Rosie, "Mom is washing her hands. She will come out soon. Now, let's clean
the sofa first."
Jessica took over a towel to clean the sofa with Rosie. Rosie kept looking back at the bathroom.
She looked just adorable.
Jessica walked over and knocked on the door, "Summer, how are you?"
Summer's voice came from inside, "It's fine, I'll be right out."
Summer stood up and walked to the sink. After washing her face, she silently looked at herself in the
mirror.
Summer felt so sorry for Rosie.
Being her daughter was not happy at all.
Ever since Rosie had been born, Summer had not been able to take good care of her.
Rosie had been stolen away after her birth. When they finally had had a chance to pick her up, the
accident happened.
For three years.
Summer had been absent from her life for three years, the most first three years in Rosie's life.
When Rosie had called her mother just now, Summer had even felt so guilty.
Summer raised her head and took a deep breath.
When she opened her eyes again, she became firm.
Summer opened the door and came out. She saw Jessica cleaning the sofa with Rosie.
"Wipe it off like this, slowly, bit by bit."
"I did it!"
"Good job!"
They were squatting on the sofa to do the cleaning and it looked harmonious and warm.
Summer noticed that Rosie was still barefoot. So she went to get a pair of socks and furry slippers.
Seeing Summer, Rosie raised the towel in her hand and said, "Mom, I did it."
"Good." Summer smiled at her, "Put on your socks first."
"OK." Rosie still remembered Summer's serious appearance before. She acted obediently because
she thought she had done something wrong to make mom angry.
Rosie kept smiling at Summer, when Summer was helping her put socks on.
Summer reached out to touch her head, "I wasn't angry, but that's no good. You can't do this in the
future."
Rosie nodded.
After they tidied up the sofa and put the snacks back in place, it was already night.
Summer cooked dinner for Rosie and Jessica.
Jessica was outgoing, and could easily get along with children.
Most children liked people with pretty face, among which those who liked to play with them were even
more popular.
The relationship between Rosie and Jessica had grown quickly.
Summer brought out the food and called them, "Jessica, Rosie, it's time for dinner."
"Coming." Jessica led Rosie to the dining table.
Rosie rushed and said while giggling, "We're coming!"
The two sat down at the dining table.
Summer brought up the last soup and said to Jessica with a teasing tone, "Have you and Rosie
washed your hands?"
Jessica said, "... No."
Summer helped Rosie mix the rice and vegetables up in her bowl during the meal.
Jessica suddenly remembered something. She raised her head and said to Summer, "I have once
seen Leonardo and Rosie eating together in the Golden Cauldron Club. He..."
Rosie raised her head and exclaimed, "Leonardo, my dad."
"Huh?" Jessica was confused.
"She calls him by his name." Summer couldn't help laughing when she mentioned this.
It was funny that Leonardo, with such arrogance, would actually compromise with someone besides
her.
Moreover, it was just a three-year-old girl.
Hearing this, Jessica also laughed out loud, "Can he bear it? Won't he be angry?"
Rosie had been listening carefully.
She did not understand Jessica's words, but she nodded fiercely and said, "Yes. And he beat
me."
She did not understand Jessica's words, but she nodded fiercely and said, "Yes. And he beat
me.
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