Still not catching his intent, Rosette suddenly realized and exclaimed softly, “Father?”
“Hmm.”
But Duke Adrian seemed somewhat unsatisfied.
‘Isn’t that right?’
In her past life, Duke Dallas had insisted she always address him as ‘Duke’. Even though she was now Duke Adrian’s adopted daughter, calling him ‘father’ might be too presumptuous.
As Rosette was about to correct herself, Duke Adrian spoke first.
“Isn’t there another word with the same meaning as father?”
“Another word…”
As Rosette thought about the synonym for father, she mumbled without much feeling, “Dad…?”
Finally, Duke Adrian smiled satisfactorily.
“Yes, Rose.”
“But…”
Daniel, Lucas, and Isabelle all call you father, don’t they?
Rosette couldn’t bring herself to ask this. Sensing her hesitation, Duke Adrian responded.
“Do you mind calling me Dad, my youngest?”
“No!”
Rosette spoke even before he finished. It was a spontaneous response.
Uncharacteristically assertive, Duke Adrian widened his eyes slightly. Rosette, feeling somewhat embarrassed, muttered softly.
“I like calling you Dad.”
It was an unfamiliar term for her. But unfamiliar didn’t mean she disliked it.
Dad, Dad, Dad.
Rosette silently repeated the word, just shaping it with her lips, like a toddler learning the word for the first time.
Watching Rosette, Duke Adrian suddenly lifted her into his arms. Rosette, startled, let out a yelp and hugged his neck.
“Why don’t you call out loud instead?”
Rosette shyly lowered her head and muttered softly.
“Dad.”
“That’s right.”
Duke Adrian smiled and laid Rosette back in bed, pulling the blanket up to her chin.
“Have sweet dreams, my youngest daughter.”
After Duke Adrian left the room, Rosette pulled the blanket over her head and kicked her legs in excitement. A ticklish feeling in her throat and her toes wiggled.
“Rosette Adrian.”
She whispered the name to herself and smiled faintly.
Thus, the child who was once Rosette Dallas perfectly became Rosette Adrian, transcending time.
Rosette stood with her arms spread wide, blinking her eyes. In front of her, Isabelle sat on a sofa, looking through a catalog and giving various instructions.
“That color is too dull for Rose. Choose something brighter.”
“Yes, Lady.”
At Isabelle’s firm command, the staff from Lady Wide’s salon bustled about. They quickly removed the fabric draped over Rosette and wrapped her in a bright yellow cloth.
Isabelle scrutinized Rosette from top to bottom with an unreadable expression.
‘Is it really that bad?’
Secretly liking the yellow color, Rosette fidgeted with her fingers under the cloth.
At Dallas House, she always wore dark clothes. Although she envied Elisha’s bright dresses, she gave up on wearing them after Elisha’s comment that bright colors made her dull face look even darker.
It seemed Elisha was right; bright colors did make her face look duller.
Rosette glanced sideways at the mirror.
It had been a month since she arrived at Adrian mansion. Many changes had occurred for Rosette during that time.
Firstly, she had gained weight from eating well and sleeping well. Her once gaunt cheeks had rounded slightly, and her flat belly now had a bit of flesh.
It wasn’t quite ‘chubby’, but it was a noticeable improvement.
Not just that. Thanks to the maids, including Joan, who took great care of her day and night, her rough skin became moist and smooth.
Her face, once only pale, now had a healthy glow. Her straw-like hair gained luster.
If Jane and the other children saw her now, they would probably ask if she was really Rosette, as she looked so different.
But funnily enough, she looked different from her time at Dallas House, too.
Though adopted by Dallas House, Rosette’s treatment there was similar to the servants.
She was provided with food and clothing, but as a noble lady, she did not receive proper care, so while she gained some weight, her rough skin and brittle hair did not improve.
Maybe that’s why. Rosette found her changed appearance unfamiliar.
‘I thought I had improved a lot, but it seems not.’
As she thought this, Isabelle, still expressionless, nodded her head.
“Make that into a day dress. You know the design, right?”
Lady Wide, going through each catalog page, began to sketch hurriedly.
“I will create an unprecedented design.”
“Don’t make the waist too tight, and choose a design that’s easy to move in.”
“Understood.”
Isabelle also ordered various other outfits, including outdoor clothes, indoor clothes, play clothes, and pajamas. Rosette, overwhelmed, waved her hands.
“There’s no need to do so much…”
“Why?”
“I’ll grow taller soon, and I’ll get chubby…”
“That again?”
Isabelle sighed as if tired of hearing it.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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