Scarlet Rose

After I woke up, I gradually remembered what happened last night.I told a guy I liked Mr. Eric and that guy told me Mr. Eric wouldn't hate me for it.I was in Mr. Eric's room last night, and there was no one else, so that person can only be Mr. Eric.God, I confessed to Mr. Eric!He also told me he still likes me!what did i do after thatI seem to have kissed him!God!

I buried my head in the quilt, I couldn't believe that I did such a thing, how should I face him!

Reluctantly, I got up anyway.After I had something to eat, Mr. Butler invited me to the study.I was a little nervous, I didn't know what he was going to say to me.He shouldn't know what happened last night, right?

"Mr. Roman, our husband would like to ask you to be his personal doctor." The butler said with the same stern smile as before.

"Private doctor?" Mr. Eric's request?

"Yes. We know that you have a job in the clinic, but Mr. Selfishly wants you to serve him alone. Please rest assured in terms of salary, we will never treat you badly. Usually you live here and sleep in Mr. Next door, his leg is about to heal, you can assist him in his rehabilitation. If you miss your family, we will send a driver to take you back. I hope you will think about it."

The housekeeper's words made me a little dizzy, which gave me a chance to get in touch with Mr. Eric day and night.Working in the clinic was nothing to me, I didn't really like it there, and it would be no different for me to work in another clinic.In comparison, Mr. Eric's job is much more attractive, but getting along with him...

"Let me think about it again," I told him.

In the afternoon, I was walking in the courtyard, and Mr. Eric had someone push a wheelchair over.

"Mr. Eric!" I greeted him hastily.

"Roman, can you push me around?" He asked me with a nice smile on his face.

I took the wheelchair from the servant and pushed him slowly.His legs were covered with thick blankets, and his upper body was dressed in a neat suit with a fur coat on top.He was sitting in a wheelchair with his back straight.

"You don't want to be my personal doctor?" he asked me.

"It's not..." I said embarrassedly.

"Do you have any concerns? I already know your heart, and you know mine. I hope to be with you." He said.

When he said that, I felt my face start to burn again.

"But we can't be together," I said.

"What are you worried about?" he asked.

I don't know how to answer.I worry about many things. Our relationship is not acceptable after all, and he is still an earl, he has honor and reputation, and he is not a person who will be carried away by love.

"Jia Lin already has a fiancée, and when she has a son, I will have an heir. When he is born, I will resign from this title and take you out of here. I was wrong, I couldn't see it, it was you who took me out of here Right." He said with a chuckle.

"You really like me?" I still feel unsure.

"Yes. I like you," he replied.

"You've grown into what I like," he said.

"Then you should like my mother." I reminded him.

"You do look like your mother, but your temperament is different. I like your vitality and freshness. You have many shortcomings, such as laziness, such as not being able to take care of yourself, but I think this kind of you is You, you should be taken care of like this."

"Don't make me sound so useless!" I said angrily.

"In France, you had a fever, and I took care of you all night. Your face was flushed, your brows were frowning, and the expression on your face was helpless and distressing. When I tested the temperature of your forehead with my hand, You grabbed my hand and looked very dependent. The scene at that time touched me very much, and I suddenly wanted to let you rely on me like that, and let me take care of you for the rest of my life. I have a strong sense of responsibility, and I pursue perfection , there will always be times of toughness, and I am also worried that you will not be able to accept it." He said in a very gentle tone, "But I still want to be with you and keep you by my side, even if we don't get blessings and support , and have to hide this matter for the rest of my life.”

"Mr. Eric..." I couldn't tell what I felt, my nose was sore, and my breathing was not so smooth.

"You were drunk that day, and I kissed you. You took that as a dream. Last night too..." He chuckled softly, "You will fall asleep when you are drunk, and you will think that you are sleeping when you are awake. You are dreaming, but you are a little bolder like this."

"Mr. Eric!"

"Well, I'm here. During the war...you really went too far. You never inquired about me. I know everything about you."

"I think about you every day." I said quickly, "I just don't dare."

"Well. It's okay, as long as I know it." He comforted me.

I suddenly regretted it because of my cowardice.I don't know that at that time he was also thinking about me. If I often inquired about him, or asked someone to bring him a message, would it be more comforting to him at that time?Would my behavior have broken his heart at that time?

"I'm not sure about your feelings for me. You haven't inquired about me, so I'm relieved. I thought you didn't like me, so that if I got hurt or even died, it wouldn't make you too sad, and neither would I. Will be tied up because of caring. When I was really hurt in the end, I desperately wanted to survive, and I wanted you to love me willfully. After you came, I was sure that we were in love. The days when you were with me It really makes me so happy. I don't want unrequited love anymore, so promise me to stay, okay?"

I stood there speechless.Mr. Eric's words seemed to hit my chest hard, making my heart throb and hurt.

"Are you crying?" he asked me.

"I didn't!" I replied in a panic, touching my face with my hand reflexively, and found that it was indeed wet.

"Don't cry, don't cry dear." He groped for my hand, and I reached out to hold his hand, squatted down next to his wheelchair, and buried my face in his neck.He patted my back softly, comforting me silently.

I agreed to be his personal doctor and stayed in his manor.

Every day, I massage his legs, help him practice walking, and bask in the sun with him in the study when I rest, and I read for him.

When the weather warmed up, I went to France, and the house where I lived with my parents and which Mr. Erik bought was also damaged by gunfire.That area is being rebuilt.I didn't see intact buildings, but I saw lush creepers climbing up the broken walls.Everything is going in a good direction.

Downer and his fiancée married in May.The wedding decorations were all Mr. Eric's roses.Charming red roses and delicate pink roses adorn every corner of the estate.Everyone had a genuine smile on their face.The love that has been tested by war has a firm loyalty that cannot be destroyed by war, and is even more precious.Survive the worrisome wait, and the rest is sweet.

Martha's son became a flower girl.He has grown into a beautiful little boy with big eyes and aura.He will also be the heir to a large manor in the future, so he is making himself old now so that his mother will not worry about him.

After the wedding, we went back to Mr. Eric's estate.Mr. Eric took me to the rose garden and showed me the roses he planted.The fiery red roses are blooming passionately.

"These are the roses I gave you. Do you remember? You said you would give me blue roses on my birthday, but I didn't have that chance, so let me give you roses, even though today is not yours Birthday. Red roses go well with your complexion. Hope you like it," he said.

"Thank you." I looked at a garden of roses and felt warm in my heart.

In June, Jialin also got married.Around the same time, Lucy accepted the suitor's marriage proposal, and the two families began to discuss the wedding date.

Mr. Eric and I were so inseparable that I was a little worried, but Mr. Eric didn't seem to have this concern.Mr. Eric began to teach his sister-in-law the manner of dealing with all aspects of the estate, and treated him with sincerity.In October, Jialin became pregnant.On the night when he heard the news, Mr. Eric called Jialin to the study, and the two had a two-hour conversation.He didn't tell me what they talked about at the time, but I roughly guessed that he had told my sister about us.

"What will happen to us in the future?" I walked into Mr. Eric's room through the small door connecting the two rooms after the servant left, and asked after he lay on his bed and put his arms around me.We slept together like this every night, and the next morning I would go to my room and lie back in my bed before the servants came, and wait for someone to wake me up.

"Elope, like your mother?" he said.

"Elope? This is not the way of a good family." I said.

"We go to a place where no one knows us, and live as two people. Or just travel around the world, and live wherever is beautiful for a while. I don't care what others say about us. My previous 30 years of life have been handed over to my family. , my country, I just want to hand it over to you for the next few decades," he said.

"Hey, where's your sense of responsibility?" I laughed at him, but my heart was completely moved.

"You are my responsibility. I just need to be responsible to you." He said with a smile.

"Go away without saying a word?"

"No, just tell others that we're going to relax. The kind that won't come back."

"Sounds cool," I said.

"As long as you like it."

"Then what should I bring?"

"Just bring money," he said.

"Then you should learn to walk early." I teased him.He is now able to walk slowly, although he tires quickly.

"Then I want you to teach me well."

We exchanged a kiss before falling asleep.

Ten months have passed too quickly, maybe because we are together and every day is happy, I feel that time flies especially fast.Jialin is about to give birth.I waited outside the delivery room with Mr. Eric and her husband.

I recalled the scene when Martha gave birth before, and the Countess and I, as well as Martha's husband, were waiting anxiously outside the delivery room.But now, in addition to expecting the safety of the mother and child, Mr. Eric and I have different expectations.

The delivery went smoothly. After the nurse came out, she told us that the mother and baby were safe—the baby was a healthy boy.

Jialin's husband almost jumped up for joy, and I felt happy too, only to find that my hands were sweaty after I relaxed.Mr. Eric touched my hand and stroked my palm a few times with his fingers.I know what he means.He slowly wrote on my open hand: I love you.

the end