Chapter 207: I Will by No Means Dislike My Wife

Only Yunis and Rorey were left in the room, and the atmosphere instantly quieted down.



Rorey fiercely glared at Yunis, then turned around and sat down beside the bed, and turned her back at
Yunis.



Seeing her like this, Yunis suddenly felt powerlessness in his heart, and it instantly knocked him for six.



At first, he was with Rorey because she was more sensible and sexier than the conservative Rosiley.
But as a man, after spending so much time with the same woman, he had other thoughts. Now her face
disgusted him, he didn't want to stay with her for a second longer.



At the very least, he didn't want to stay with her until her face was fixed.



It wasn't that he didn't have any feelings for Rorey, but that his feelings were slowly eroded by her
willfulness.



Now that the baby was dead, he had no concern for her.





Thinking of this, Yunis sighed and walked over to Rorey. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder
and said softly, "Rorey, the negative comments online are not all bad for you. At the very least, you've
got attention. It's good for your...”



“Attention?” Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Rorey. She sneered, "I'd rather not
be at the center of public attention because of this. Do you know how the netizens curse me?"



She turned her head and looked up at him, and her eyes were full of ridicule. “I don't think you know it.
Your attention is no longer on me now. How would you care about how I was cursed?"



"Rorey.’ Yunis frowned and said in a low voice with displeasure on his face. "Don't deny me, because
you don't see what I've done for you."



Rorey bit her lips and glared at him angrily without saying a word.



Yunis sighed and continued, "As soon as that happened, I had people contact those media and
commercial social media uploaders. No matter how much it cost, I would have them withdraw the
news."



"So, don't get angry with me, okay?” He stared at her with gentle eyes.





Rorey loved Yunis, so his gentleness was a weakness to her. The dissatisfaction and resentment in her
heart slowly faded away in his gentle gaze.



"Then, you are going to help me find another employer,” Rorey said.



His eyes flashed. Yunis smiled and said, "Alright, I will.”



"Yunis." Rorey wrapped her hands around his waist and said grievously, "I'm sad because the child is
gone, and I am sadder because of my disfigured face and being slandered online. If you dislike me,
then it's meaningless for me to live.”



Yunis caressed her hair. "No, you're my wife. I will by no means dislike you.



His voice was very gentle, but his expression was so indifferent that he didn't have the slightest bit of
emotion.



It was expected that Emma would come to see her.





But Bertram was unexpected.



In the dusk, the setting sun shone into the ward, creating a faint halo on the floor.



Rosiley leaned against the bed and read the book in her hand.



Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.



She looked up at the door and said, "Come in."



The door was pushed open and a petite woman walked in.



She was wearing a cap, sunglasses and a mask, making it hard to see her face.

Rosiley smiled and said, "Emma."



Without hesitation, she called out the name of the person.





"How did you know it was me?" Emma took off her mask and sunglasses and looked at Rosiley in
surprise.



“Apart from celebrities, who else would dress like this?” Rosiley couldn't help but laugh.



Emma stuck out her tongue and smiled embarrassedly. "That's true.”



Afterwards, she said in a mysterious manner to Rosiley, "Rosiley, I'm not the only one here. There is
someone else.”



"Who is it?" Rosiley was very curious.



There was only one person that both she and Emma knew. But how could he be here?



"You want to know it, don't you?" Emma smiled like a vixen. "Wait and witness the miracle."



As she spoke, she turned around and opened the door.





Rosiley saw a familiar man, and her eyes suddenly widened and she exclaimed, "Bertram!"



Even though Bertram was wearing a cap, sunglasses, and a mask as well, she could still recognize him
at the first glance.



He took off his cap, sunglasses, and mask, revealing a handsome face. It was Bertram.



"Yes, it's me.” Bertram looked straight at Rosiley who was sitting on the hospital bed, smiling.



"Why are you here?" She didn't seem to have told him about her hospitalization. How could he know?



Rosiley looked at Emma in confusion and Emma rubbed her nose and explained embarrassedly, "It
was me who told Bertram. Because when I was on set, I saw that Bertram treated you differently, and I
thought that he might be your good friend, so I..."



After a pause, she carefully asked, "Rosiley, you won't be angry, will you?"





He had been here. What could she do about it?



Rosiley smiled resignedly, "I won't."



Emma heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good.”



As she spoke, she looked around and walked over, "Rosiley, why are you hospitalized?"



She walked to the bedside and looked at Rosiley with puzzlement.



Rosiley looked at Bertram, who was also walking over, and then replied, “I accidentally got hurt.’



Bertram paused. Her understatement made his heart ache.



"Have you healed?” Emma asked.





"Yeah, I will be discharged tomorrow.’ Rosiley pointed to the chair beside the bed and said, "Have a
seat.”



After Emma sat down, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Rosiley, that young lady told me last night
that you wanted to see me, but I was hesitated about whether or not to come. After all, I've hurt you in
the past...”



Speaking to this point, Emma lowered her head guiltily.



"Emma."



Hearing Rosiley call her, Emma raised her head she saw Rosiley smile sweetly, "It is over. Besides,
you've helped me.”



"That's nothing.” Emma felt that she did what she had to do.



Rosiley smiled and said, “Emma, that's not nothing. It's a great help to me. I'm very touched and
grateful.”





Emma bit her lips and hesitated.



"Just say what you want to say.” Rosiley said gently.



Emma looked at the man sitting beside her, then looked at her, and she cautiously asked, "Rosiley,
then ... are we friends?"



"Yes, we are." Rosiley answered her without hesitation.



In an instant, a bright smile bloomed on Emma's tender and delicate face. She said happily, "Yeah, we
are friends."


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