Come on Daddy!

Chapter 425 Who Is my Real Father

Chapter 425 Who Is my Real Father

Rose also knew that she should cherish the present and say goodbye to the past.

But what did Zach, her real father, do wrong? Why should he be cruelly abandoned by the person he loved and even lose his life? Her real mother had never repented and even lived a better life than anyone else.

"Although I knew my birth and that Zach was my real father and Chandler was not. But she didn't know that I knew it all." Rose grabbed Bright's hand.

"Why is she still living so well after doing all the bad things? She is enjoying the glory of Mrs. Linder. Why? My father, however, slept his long sleep. He was so young and might have a bright future.

I cannot forgive my mother for all the evil she did. She must have known all the time that I wasn't Chandler's daughter. So, she was so unkind to me, and so protective of Sophie.

Sophie is her real daughter, am I not? Just because I'm Zach's daughter, so I've not been treated well. But it really doesn't matter to me now.

I'm happier now than I've ever been, while her favored daughter is in jail."

Bright reached out and took her by the shoulders, his voice magnetic, "Whoever you are and whether you are the lady of the Linder family doesn't matter to me at all. You are now my unique Mrs. Lee."

His deep voice mesmerized her. He kissed her lightly on her forehead.

Rose buried her face in his neck, greedily smelling his smell. It made her stable and satisfied.

"I'll be good Mrs. Lee. That's the best identity I can be in this life." Rose kissed the artery on his neck with her soft red lips.

The tickling feeling spread from the skin on his neck. Bright breathed heavily as his eyes deepened, "Mrs. Lee, you're seducing me."

"Mr. Lee, that is what I want." Rose smiled brightly and her eyes were red.

With him, she was lucky and happy enough in her life.

Bright clasped the back of her head with his large palm and kissed her, eager and wild.

In the warm light, they were entangled and could hardly separate from each other.

They had a good night.

Rose returned to the Linder family the next day after work. Grandma was sitting in the sun in the yard and waved at Rose while seeing her.

"Grandma." Rose walked over and slightly choked.

In the Linder family, Grandma was the one who treated Rose best. But she was not Grandma's real granddaughter, which made her feel guilty. Rose did not dare to face her Grandma's care.

"Why didn't you bring Doris and Bright back home with you?" Grandma took her hand affectionately, "It's been a long time since we've had a nice meal together."

"Grandma, Bright will come to keep you company after he is free." Rose smiled.

"Good." Grandma nodded in satisfaction, "Tell Bright to take care of himself even if he's busy with work."

"I'll take care of him." Rose paused for a moment and looked into Grandma's eyes, "Grandma, would you be sad if... I wasn't your granddaughter?"

Grandma raised her hand and caressed Rose's face, keeping smiling, "In my heart, you are my nice granddaughter forever."

"I see. You are also my beloved grandmother for the rest of my life." Rose made up her mind inside that she would always treat Grandma as her own grandmother.

Rose helped Grandma into the living room and then went upstairs to find Joy.

Rose knocked on the bedroom door a few times. Joy said to come in.

Rose pushed the door in. Joy was sitting on the sofa with a picture of Wilfred in her hand.

She was slightly surprised to see that it was Rose who came in, "You... are back."

"Is it such a surprise to see me?" Rose walked over and stood in front of her. She looked down at Wilfred's photo on the table, "Grandpa is gone. Don't pretend to do this. No one will see it."

"Rose, am I that hateful in your heart? Your Grandpa is my father. It's natural for me to miss him as his daughter." Joy said argumentatively, "You may not believe me. But I am sincere."

"Sincere?" Rose sneered with heavy irony, "Will you be sincere? Isn't the glory you wanted in your heart when you drove a man who loved you so much to death?"

"Rose, I just wanted to pursue my love and a better life. Was I wrong?" Joy still thought she was not wrong.

"You were not. It was his fault that he was blinded and fell in love with such a vicious woman like you!" Rose said angrily.

Joy didn't know why Rose was so angry today, "Rose, we are mother and daughter. Don't break our peace for an irrelevant person."

"An irrelevant person?" Rose took out a document from her bag and threw it in front of Joy.

Joy picked up the document and watched it, and then looked at Rose, her face pale, "What is this?"

"This is the paternity test report of Chandler and I. What is not related to me is the whole Linder family, is this man who has been my father for more than twenty years, and you, a cold-blooded mother." Rose finally let out the anger in her heart.

Joy stared at the report in her hand and widened her eyes. She hadn't figured out what happened.

"How did you know about this?" Joy tried her best to calm down, but her voice was still trembling a little.

She was afraid. Rose could feel her mood at the moment.

"If you don't want people to know it, the best way is not to do it." Rose faintly said, "You think you've done it with great secrecy. You think you can hide it from the world. But you don't know that the paper cannot cover the fire anyway."

Joy pinched the corners of the document and even punctured the paper…

"I asked you how you knew." She spoke up, "Who told you?"

"Who is my real father?" although Rose had the answer in her mind, she still wanted to hear it from Joy.

"I don't know." Joy did not admit.

Rose did not take it seriously and said casually, "Your dear husband doesn't know that I'm not his real daughter, right? If you don't want to tell me about it, it's okay. I'll talk to him."

Rose said and turned around to leave.

Joy stared at her tall and slender figure. She was conflicted and painful. But she didn't dare to risk and could only stop Rose.

She swallowed a few times and met Rose's calm eyes, "He... your real father is Zach."

"These words are too simple. The more detailed the better." Rose was a bit "insatiable".