Chapter 4 He Got the Wrong Person
She didn't look like that.
She was also the daughter of the Nelson family, but the Nelson family took the wrong child and raised Talia Nelson. In this way, she, the daughter of the Nelson family, grew up in the countryside.
Later, the Nelson family took her back. She was ugly with scars, so the Nelson family hated her. The Nelson family minded that she had never seen the world, so the Nelson family had never officially recognized her.
She lived in the nanny's room of the Nelson family, and they treated her coldly.
Phoebe was the second daughter of the Nelson family, and Phoebe loved to bully her.
When she wanted to return to the countryside, the Hayes family engaged the Nelson family. The Nelson family took her grandmother away, so she had no way but to marry Rowan. They bullied her all the time.
Baila frowned and hid the coldness in her eyes. She would save Grandma.
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Rowan returned to the master bedroom and took a cold shower. Then he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in black silk pajamas.
The bright light outside shone in through the window, and Rowan looked even more handsome under the light.
He poured a glass of wine into the goblet and took a sip. The mellow fragrance of the limited edition wine quickly spread in his mouth.
He suddenly recalled the girl's kiss. It was so tender and soft. It seemed that the kiss was sweeter than this wine. He had never tasted it before.
Rowan rolled Adam's apple nonchalantly. He should publish Phoebe today. However, he had an indescribable thought, so he decided to keep her for the time being.
"Shh. Be quiet. Don't ask me this. I am your wife."
Rowan put the glass and lay on the soft bed.
His wife had slept on this bed for two years, and Rowan even could smell the faint fragrance.
The scent lingered on the pillow.
He smelled the same scent last night, and he slept well!
He suffered from severe insomnia all these years, but he fell asleep last night.
Was it because of her scent?
Was he going to sleep with the scent on that woman's body?
To verify this, Rowan got up and went downstairs. Soon, he found a slender figure in the living room.
He walked over and put his hands on Baila's soft waist.
Baila got up early and was trimming the branches of the flowers in the living room before settling them into the vase. At that moment, steady footsteps sounded behind her.
In the next second, the man had his hands on her waist, and she could feel his strong chest leaning over her through the thin fabric between them. The man pulled her slender figure into his arms.
Baila's body became stiff immediately.
She knew that the man behind her was Rowan for he was the male host here. There would be no one else but him.
Why did he hug her?
Did he recognize her?
At this moment, Rowan leaned over and sniffed Baila's neck. He lowered his voice and said, "Phoebe, why do you smell so good? What perfume do you use?"
Baila's face instantly flushed.
She immediately turned around and said, "Mr. Hayes, you have mistaken me for someone else. I am not Mrs. Hayes!"