Chapter 5 Fall Asleep With the Scent on Her Body

Only then did Rowan realize he was hugging the housekeeper, not Phoebe.

Rowan frowned slightly. This was the second time he had mistaken Baila for Phoebe.

Then another housekeeper's voice sounded. "Mrs. Hayes."

Phoebe was here!

Baila panicked. Rowan still put his hands on her waist. Baila hurriedly reached out and pushed Rowan away. "Mr. Hayes, please let go of me. Mrs. Hayes is here."

Rowan's arms were strong. Baila grabbed Rowan's arms in a hurry and touched Rowan's steel watch on his wrist casually. She shivered with that cold touching feeling.

Rowan let go of her. When Baila turned around, the thorns on the rose branch hurt her finger.

Hiss!

Blood appeared on her fingertip.

Rowan looked at Baila. It looked like Baila was scared of him. She lowered her head and dared not to look at him.

He remembered that Baila had a pair of watery eyes. It seemed that her eyes were good at talking, which could seduce him.

"Where are you hurt?" He asked in a low voice.

"I am fine. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hayes." Baila raised her fingertip to her mouth and sucked.

Rowan looked down and gazed at Baila's lips.

Baila's mouth was small and tender, with a natural shade of maroon.

Rowan darkened his eyesight.

At this moment, Phoebe walked in. She changed her expression when she saw Rowan standing beside Baila. Then she hurriedly reprimanded. "Baila, what are you doing here? Hurry up, and you should work in the kitchen!"

"Yes." Baila ran away.

"Honey, let's go have breakfast." Phoebe looked at Rowan coquettishly.

Rowan then walked into the dining room.

...

Baila stayed in the kitchen, trying to calm down. She was nervous just now. She even thought that Rowan had recognized her. Fortunately, he just got the wrong person.

Now she just wanted to save her grandmother, and she did not have any contact with this man.

"Baila, take the milk out."

Baila came to the dining room with milk in her hand, and she happened to hear Phoebe's words. "Honey, Baila is an ugly girl, and she is from the countryside. Everyone wanted to stay away from her. After all, others all felt disgusted when they saw her ugly face. I am kind, so I keep her as a housekeeper."

Baila was expressionless, for she was used to Phoebe's behavior. She looked up at the man.

Rowan sat on the main seat of the dining room, reading a business newspaper. The charm of a 30-year-old man came not only from his handsome and noble appearance, but from his mature temperament and unfathomable cold aura.

It seemed that he was not listening to Phoebe's words. He was reading the newspaper.

Baila let out a sigh of relief. She looked at Phoebe's face. It was not a shame that two people looked like each other, but the ugly one would be embarrassed!

...

During the day, Baila studied at Yangton University. After school, she immediately left school, stood on the side of the road, and wanted to take a taxi to Imperial Manor.

However, she failed to get a taxi. Just as she was about to give up, Rolls-Royce slowly stopped in front of her.

The world-class luxury car worth millions of dollars exuded a supreme luxury light. The rear window rolled down slowly, showing Aldous Hayes's handsome face, "Ugly girl, do you want to take a taxi? Get in the car. I'll give you a ride."

Everyone called Baila an ugly girl.

Aldous was Baila's classmate, as well as the most handsome man in Yangton University, and he was fond of bullying.

Baila could not get a taxi here, so she got into the car. "Thank you."

Baila regretted it as soon as she opened the door and sat in.

Because Rowan was driving.

It was Rowan's car.

"Baila, let me introduce you. This is my uncle."