Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel

Chapter 122 She Was Looking for Me and I Couldn't Help but

Rowan family's old house.

After Samir had dinner with Old Master Rowan, he played a few more games with the old man. "You have always been rational and calm. Why are you letting Alexander be like this?"

After playing a few games, Old Master Rowan stroked his beard and asked softly.

"When it comes to relationships, he always runs away if he can," Samir said with a faint smile.

"The girl has been chasing him for three or four years, but he never responded at all. Now he finally made a decision."

"As an uncle, why don't I support him?"

"Just that?"

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me," the old man said with a smile. "I sent someone to investigate," the old man said with a faint sigh.

"This girl experienced some bad things last night," the old man said.

"Alexander married her because he wanted her to have a backer in the future, right?"

"With her profession, the love and evaluation of the audience are very important."

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"Although not many people know about her news online, if the news leaks out in other ways, it will be a fatal blow to her."

"Even if she has earned some money from filming these years, there are many things that money can't handle." "I really can't hide anything from you." The man smiled helplessly. Sherry had no power or influence. Even if she had money, most of the time, money did not represent everything. If the news of her being humiliated last night were to spread, it would be a devastating blow to her and her future career. But if she became Rowan family's person, then everything would be different. Rowan family was Banyan City's number one power, Banyan City's sky.

After she married Alexander, no matter who it was, when reporting Sherry's negative news, they had to think carefully whether they could afford to offend Rowan family.

This was also the reason why Samir did not stop Alexander and even supported him very much.

However, on this level, Samir did not expect that Old Master Rowan would be able to guess their real purpose in an instant.

As expected, the older the better.

"When are you going to announce your relationship with my daughter-in-law?" the old man asked, stroking his beard with a smile.

"I think my daughter-in-law is quite popular on the Internet recently."

"Let's wait a little longer."

"She doesn't like to make it public, so she won't make it public for now," Samir said with a doting smile.

"Besides, she doesn't have any evidence to be caught." "She doesn't have the trouble like Sherry, so it's better to have less trouble. If she doesn't have my wife's name, she might live a more comfortable life." "How long have we been married? If you spoil her like this, won't she be spoiled by you in the future?" Old Master Rowan shook her head helplessly.

"As long as she wants to, I can do it." Old Master Rowan, "..." He was the one who had lost.

He never thought that his son, who had never been good with words, would actually speak such sweet words!

Just as the father and son were teasing each other, Samir's phone rang. It was Alora calling. The man stood up and went to the side to answer the phone. "Why are you calling at this time?" Old Master Rowan looked at Samir's tall back and carefully replaced the chess pieces on the chessboard. "I have something to tell you." "Can you come back?" Alora asked with a nasal voice on the other side of the line. "Yes... It's a very important thing." "Of course, if you don't want to come back..." the woman said timidly. "I'll go back now."

"Wait for me at home." Samir said in a low voice.

The man hung up the phone.

Behind him, the white-haired old man was still holding Samir's chess piece in his hand.

He was caught red-handed.

The old man smiled at Samir in embarrassment. "Let me see your chess piece... It seems to be dirty." Samir was amused by his childish actions.

"Since the chess pieces are dirty, let the servant clean them up." He walked over and picked up the coat placed beside the chessboard.

"I still have something to do. I'll be leaving first." "Didn't you say that there was no work to do in the afternoon?" Old Master Rowan asked, a hint of sadness flashing across his face.

"There was indeed no work in the afternoon."

"But your daughter-in-law wants me to go back now," the man said as he elegantly buttoned up the cuffs of his shirt.

"She's looking for me. I can't not come." "So you stood your father up?" "Yes."

"You have been my father for twenty-eight years. She has only been my wife for more than a month."

"Old love is better than new love. She is new now."

"..." Old Master Rowan

"Are you sure this analogy is appropriate?"

"About the same." The man glanced at Old Master Rowan indifferently. "I hope that the next time we play chess together, you can learn to win me openly and not rely on regret." Old Master Rowan, When Samir returned home, Alora was still lying on the bed in the bedroom, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She still did not know how to explain it to Samir.

But it was absolutely impossible to not explain.

He would find out sooner or later about Samir. Instead of waiting for him to find out, it was better for him to bring these things to him and show him everything. The most important thing between husband and wife was honesty and trust, wasn't it?

Suddenly, there was the sound of a car stopping downstairs. Alora quickly put on his slippers and went downstairs.

When she reached the door, she saw the stack of photos on the bedside table. The woman took a deep breath and finally put the photos in her pocket and went downstairs. In the living room downstairs, Samir had just entered and was hanging his coat on the coat rack at the door.

"You're back."

The woman pursed her lips and carefully went downstairs.

Samir nodded lightly and turned to sit down on the sofa. The man leaned back, his hands on the armrest of the sofa, and his two long legs crossed elegantly. He looked at her and chuckled. "Come here." The man's voice was low and pleasant, with a tone that could not be ignored.

Alora blushed and carefully walked over and sat down beside him.

Before she could even sit properly, she was pressed down on the sofa by the man. He pressed her between the sofa and him, his thin lips moving closer. "Why are you in such a hurry to let me come back? Dic Mrs. Rowan miss me?"

His ambiguous attitude made many of Alora's words come to her mouth, but she could not say it. After a while, the woman took a deep breath, took out the stack of photos from her pocket, and put them in Samir's hand.

"Gary just came and gave me these photos and mother's jade pendant." "But, he wants us to let Elena off."

Samir looked at the photos.

As he flipped through them one by one, the man's frown deepened.