Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 230 Overlapping Figures

Della suddenly had a certain liking for the person in front of her. She could clearly see from his eyes that he was on the verge of losing control just like Rose, but he was able to restrain himself perfectly without any hostility.

"You really..."

Before Muir finished speaking, he was interrupted, and a figure attacked. He had stunned Rose just now, but it didn't keep her unconscious for long.

After waking up, Rose's eyes had returned to purple, and there was hostility in her eyes when she faced Muir.

"Who are you? Why did you break into this place!"

"you misunderstood……"

Muir dodged the rapier in her hand, and suddenly remembered that the Duke's subordinate had never seen him.

He sighed, and directly took out a black ring. When Rose saw it, she immediately stopped and knelt down to salute.

"I was entrusted by the Duke to pick up something. This is a token, and you should know it."

Rose was naturally familiar with it, but she was very surprised that the Duke trusted him so much. After all, this place was the residence of the Duke, and he even dispersed most of his subordinates after the arrival of the Lord Della.

"Self-control is the basic literacy of a high-level blood race. Don't bite others so impulsively in the future."

Muir didn't want to say this at first, but he said it suddenly, probably like other colleagues said, his obsessive-compulsive disorder made him unable to ignore the blood on the white skirt.

"I... bit..."

Rose's face turned pale suddenly, and some broken memories emerged. She stretched out her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, and the bright red on her finger was particularly obvious.

"Rose, it's okay, it's ready."

Della raised her wrist, the hideous wound on it was healed by Muir, and the skin on her hand returned to white and flawless.

Rose suddenly didn't know what to say about this girl, she was the one who almost killed her, but she comforted herself instead...

The first person Della saw was Rose. Although she could vaguely feel that the other party didn't like her very much, the care she took was only because of Elvis' order.

However, she didn't want to see Rose fearful and embarrassing.

Muir still had a task to do, so he left first. Rose remained silent, keeping a half-kneeling posture and staring at Della.

"idiot……"

"What?" The girl in the white skirt sitting on the ground was stunned.

"Master Della, it's too cold on the ground, I'll take you back." Rose stepped forward, bent down to hug Della, and returned to the original state, but frowned when she saw the girl's abnormally pale face head.

There was no difference, but Della could keenly feel that Rose's original concern for her had disappeared, and she didn't know why.

Rose carried her to the bed like taking care of a child, and covered her with the quilt again.

Standing there seemed to want to leave and hesitated for a long time, she sighed and lowered her head.

"Don't trust others too much, trust your instincts."

"What's the meaning……?"

Della was extremely puzzled by Rose's inexplicable words.

"Whether you understand it or not, just remember it. I'm not helping you, I'm just trying to get even."

If the opponent appeared as an enemy next time, she would definitely attack without hesitation, and she would not be hindered by this incident.

"Don't believe even the person who takes care of you..." Most blood clans don't have a good impression of the fairy clan, "and..."

Rose thought for a while, swallowed the rest of the words, clenched her fists and turned to leave.

"Rose, are you leaving here?" Della accurately felt something unusual, like explaining the funeral.

"I'm going to plead guilty to the Duke."

There was a bit of warm light in Rose's purple eyes, and the figure of another person slowly appeared in Della's eyes, with golden chestnut hair and bright red eyes like flames, unparalleled beauty.

(End of this chapter)