Chapter 99 I Won't Like You Even If I Die

Rosalie Jacobs was indeed exhausted. She usually sleeps lightly, but today she slept so soundly that she was carried into the guest room upstairs without realizing it.

Byron Lawrence walked to the edge of the bed, leaned over, and lowered the young woman on the bed. He placed her head gently and then slowly got up.

Mrs. Zora followed them all the way. Watching the Young Master take care of Rosalie, the smile in her eyes grew brighter. She stepped forward and put Little Estie next to Rosalie. She covered the two with a quilt, then quietly got up and stepped aside.

Noticing that her Young Master's gaze was still on Young Madam's face, Mrs. Zora said with concern, "Young master, you should also go and rest. I’ll be here. Don't you have to work tomorrow?"

The Young Master frowned in response, shaking his head, "It’s alright, I'm not tired. Estie is still unwell and I'm worried. You get some rest."

Mrs. Zora's eyes twinkled knowingly.

The Young Master said he was worried about the li