Have I Told You Lately

Before Rachel could say a word, he looked up at her and chuckled, “She also likes you now.”

Rachel stunned and suddenly felt awkward. She turned to look at Monica, pretending that she didn't understand the connotations in his words, "I also like Monica very much and sincerely hoped her autism would be cured. If my company is useful, I would like to accompany her more.”

"Rach, thank you." Osmond shot her an affectional look.

Rachel smiled stiffly, "Osmond, no need to thank me. We made an agreement before. You’ve done me many favors and I think taking care of Monica is something what I should do. And I sincerely like her and hope her be healthy."

Nothing is more important than Monica. No matter what the relationship was between them two, she couldn’t turn a blind eye to Monica.

Osmond looked at her, his lips moving and closing for several times, but in the end, he didn’t say anything and just smiled.

The two exchanged banters for a while. Feeling that it was late, Osmond stood up, “I and Monica will go back first. Have a good rest.”

Rachel also slowly stood up, "Well, I will see you off."

Osmond smiled and shifted his gaze to the little girl on the ground, "Monica, let’s come back."

Monica was immersed in the picture book and finally looked up at Osmond who had called her several times. A few seconds later, she slowly shook her head blinking her watery eyes.

Osmond froze, "Why are you shaking your head? You don't want to leave?"

Monica looked at him and then at Rachel, then nodded slightly.

Osmond was amused. He walked over and picked her up, "But it's too late, we should go home so that Auntie can go for sleep. Hmm, we can visit he later, is that okay?"

Monica shook her head vigorously nestling in his arms, a trace of grievance creeping onto her chubby face. She tugged at Rachel’s sleeve and pouted.

"Don't cry..." Osmond was a bit helpless. He rubbed her head, coaxing softly, "You like the picture book right? You can take it and read it on the way home.”

face, “Auntie will gift you the

“Stop here, we’ll go first. And have a

to say goodbye to Monica, who bent her head

Rachel was startled, “Osmond.”

turned to look at Monica and frowned, “Monica, are

figure out

into her arms, “Let her stay in my house

pregnant and have to work tomorrow. I won’t allow her to

big deal. My mom

rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, “Ah, this stubborn

raised her eyebrows and bantered, “Oh are you jealous at me? Let her stay here for one night, and I’ll return

he had been

right, please take care of her tonight. I’ll come to

Rachel nodded, “Okay.”

a bell if she keeps crying

"Okay."

two chatted for a while at the door,

was quite delighted. It would be livelier with a child in the

came out of the bathroom after washing, Monica

is so cute. But what a pity that she cannot

down. Not knowing what she

spoke in a serious tone, “You can consider about Osmond. I think he’s a good man to live with. He’s gentle and considerate and can make a

shoulder, whispering, “Mom, I’m considering about it. But

have dinner with us. He has helped us several times and we cannot thank him merely by words. Plus, feelings can be cultivated. You have no bad feelings for him and he seems to like

suitable candidate for her daughter and

feelings with Kenneth for three years and there was no result. Kenneth had no bad feelings for me and I liked him, but we