Chapter 12 Marrying Him is Worse than Marrying a Pig

After two hours of flying, Rose finally returned to City Y.

As she breathed the air in City Y, Rose even felt that her mood change. All the haze from the past few
days was swept away.

And she was about to see Doris. The lively little girl was her source of happiness. As Rose thought of
Doris, all her worries and frustration disappeared.

She pushed her luggage and just as she got out of the passageway, she saw her daughter holding a
sign that read, “Welcome home to the most beautiful, cutest and capable mother”. How dumbfounding
and warm!

“Mommy, I'm here!” Doris waved at Rose, her small face smiling brilliantly.

Jane, who held Doris in the crowd, stood in a conspicuous position, smiling gently.

Today happened to be the weekend, so they went to pick up Rose.

Rose quickened her pace and arrived in front of her friend Jane. She took her daughter from Jane’s
embrace, and the mother and daughter kissed and hug. Everything was warm and sweet.

“Thank you, Jane.” After Rose caught up with her daughter, she thanked Jane for taking care of Doris
these days.

“Rose, isn’t saying thanks a little too distanced. Besides, I watched Doris grow up, and she is like my
daughter too. It’s my responsibility to take care of her.” Jane looked at Doris while doting on her.

Jane took Rose’s luggage while Rose held Doris, and they chatted and laughed as they headed to the
parking lot.



“Let’s go, we're going home.”

Jane drove while the mother and daughter sat in the back.

Because of the traffic jam on the road, it was almost noon, so they had to change their plan and eat
first and then go home.

At the restaurant, they chose a window seat and sat down.

“Mommy, it felt like forever when I couldn’t see you. I miss you so much.” Doris lovingly laid in her
mother's arms.

Is this idiom supposed to be used like that?

Rose squeezed her soft face lightly. “Once work is over, mother flew back early in the morning. Mother
missed you too.”

“Mom has worked hard. This is your reward.” Doris took a butterfly lollipop from panda backpack and
gave it to Rose. Her black and bright eyes were filled with innocence.

“Mom has you, so work isn’t hard.” In Rose’s heart, her daughter was her greatest motivation and
comfort.

In the past five years, Rose and Doris depended on each other. Three years ago, Doris fell ill and was
in danger. Rose had nothing and when she was about to collapse, she met Mr. Faulkner, who handed
her a marriage certificate and a one-million-dollar cheque, with a three-year limit.

In order to get money to save Doris’ life, Rose sold her marriage to a stranger.

Fortunately, this secret marriage did not affect her and her and her daughter’s life remained
unchanged.



Now that the three-year period was approaching, she was about to withdraw from this marriage and
become truly free.

Only last night she received a message from Mr. Faulkner – “Miss Linder, please abide by the contract.
You are a married woman, remember your position and keep your virtue.”

How was she immoral?

This was simply blatant slander! Rose was extremely mad!

“But it’s very hard for me to see my mother alone, so I have to solve your life’s major issues before I
grow up and marry brother Dougie.” Doris’ serious look made Jane and Rose almost choke with tea.

“Doris is really eager to see her mother get married.” Jane took a napkin and wiped the corners of her
lips.

“...” Rose pretended not to understand and continued to drink tea.

“Mommy, what about the handsome uncle I asked you to take pictures of last night? Show him to me
and let me pick for you.” Doris shook Rose’s arm and was determined.

“There was no handsome uncle, only a weird uncle.” Rose handed her the phone and placed Bright
first in her heart. “I could only sneak a short video in the corner.”

At that time, she only scanned the crowd in the banquet hall with her phone so as to please the little
girl.

It was just that she returned to City Y, so why would she still think of that demon!

Rose frowned, feeling “shameful” of her behavior.



“Rose, do you... really plan to stay single like this?” Jane asked quietly as she glanced at Doris, who
was already immersed in choosing a husband for Rose.

“In fact, it’s quite nice currently.” Rose’s expression was calm, without a trace of desire for a
relationship.

“Can you still not let go of what happened before?” Jane was of course referring to Sky.

She didn’t want to remind her friend of her scars, but she also didn’t want her friend to be indulged in
the past and dare not open her heart to pursue happiness.

Rose was silent, rubbing the teacup with her finger, and then slowly replied. “Yes, I can't let go of the
past.”

“Rose, Doris already grew up and what happened before is now over. Don’t give up your happiness for
the sake of one or two scumbags...It's not worth it.” Jane was worried that Rose was evading feelings
for the unworthy one.

“Jane, you are wrong. Five years have passed. Let them taste what I was like back then and take back
everything that belongs to me! So now, it's too early to talk about this.” Rose squeezed the teacup, her
eyes no longer gentle like when she faced her daughter. Hatred emerged in Rose’s eyes.

Jane stretched out her hand to cover the back of Rose’s hand, her tender eyes filled with pity for her.

She has seen all the suffering Rose lived with over the years.

Sky and Sophie, even the parents of Rose and Sky, were not worthy of sympathy.

“When did you return to City H?”

“This year is my grandma's 80th birthday.” It was a good time for her to go back.



“Then you can rest assured to do what you want to do, and I will take care of Doris.” What Jane could
do was make her not worried of anything else.

Rose held Jane’s hand tightly, her gratitude contained in the hands they held together.

After food was served on the table, they put aside the unhappy things they had just discussed and
started to eat.

Doris held the phone in her phone and leaned over. “Mommy, I think this handsome uncle isn’t bad.”

Rose glanced intently with a complicated expression.

The person who Doris was pointing at was Bright, who was surrounded by everyone at the banquet.

His outstanding personal charm and temperament were the focus of the audience that even though he
only appeared for two seconds, he was eye-catching.

“He has a wife.” Rose made up an excuse.

What if Bright knew he had a daughter? Would he compete with her for custody?

She only hoped that Bright would never know, so that Doris could stay by her side forever.

“What a shame. I liked him at a glance.” Doris pouted her pink lips, disappointed.

“Okay, eat your food.” Rose confiscated the phone and placed a honey chicken wing in her plate.

She would rather get married to a pig than to Bright.

After the meal, Rose was about to pay the bill but was told by the waiter that someone had already paid
for them, and that person had just left.



Rose turned around and saw a tall figure outside the glass door getting onto a black Mercedes-Benz
sedan.

She chased out and saw only half of his face...but that face surprised her!

How could it be him?!


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