Dear My Mafia (English Version)
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ife. As the first child of Jasmine Miles and Arnold Pennington, Rose Pe
and worrisome. Unfortunately, Rose couldn't do anything to keep him alive. The savings she had after working at Aunt Liliane's s
er was also diagnosed with the same illness. Her condition wasn't as
ally, she would go out just to check on her c
lationship with a man she met at Aunt Liliane's restauran
well-built body, held many pr
ed to get married and live together, even before Rose really got to know this stranger. She didn't ta
rant slowly became empty, and her mother fell ill. Elliot started coming home less
ou doing t
f her bed. "Better. And how about you? Did you
ders quickly, then gently massaged Jasmine's covered feet under the white blanket. "Everything's fine. Aunt Liliane ju
n herself leaning against the wall with her pillow as support. Her melancholic blue eyes gazed at h
sted eno
like you rarely spend time
"I don't need friends, you know. Well... they just come a
, who had grown into a beautiful young woman. Her thin hands caressed the top of Rose's head.
furrowed Rose
ca
ey? Did he at least apologize for disappe
replied briefly, "
he direction Jasmine pointed with her hand.
t's for yo
a confused expr
paper on the table, opened it, and
ld only remain silent and wait for
me to my place tonight." Rose looked at Jasmine, then fl
t a goo
dress, Mom. Can't you see
ips. "You still have to speak p
liot. Rose pouted and closed the paper again before crossing her arms over he
se.
Elliot.' Are y
at first, wasn't he? He even bought you
buy my own things. He was just showing off, th
conversation before we star
he table, which she handed to the frail woman in front of her. "You should
h," Jasmine concluded as she accept
him. You just keep pret
table and adjusted her pillow position. Rose also made sure t
meet him?" Jasmi
ng about meeti
asmine admo
ssed her arms in front of her chest. "First, let me curse him, Mom. And second, yes, I will meet
you s
suddenly do
thought you
y. "I only hate him,
d waved after making Jasmi
feel comfortable even though she spent the whole day in bed. Rose never imagined that at such a yo
Rose knew to some extent that meningitis was one of the inflammations that occur in the meninges, the protective layer that cove
babies. But out of so many age groups, why Jasmine? Why he
leather jacket that she kept behind the
the plan that had been meticulously designed only stayed as a plan, never becoming a rea
't expect that the place Elliot referred to was a nightclub. She looked around, seeing several adult men and women entering and exiting through a
ehind and snapped her out of her reverie. S
use
doing here,
ront of her. She felt uncomfortable afterward. But her curiosity
rt-sleeved shirt furrowed his
u know
r. After laughing, he shrugged
Jean then? Is she
very im
ally?" she pretended to be interested.
ttered for a moment before leaning his face for
ed her eyeb
riginal position before f
screamed, "Hey, what'
man, who was much smaller than him, into the club. The loud music and colorfu
go! What
nd powerful body rendered Rose unable to do anything. She couldn't even resist the grip of the massive guard who continued
, was forced to enter a noisy and unfamiliar club. Even if the woma
doorknob and pushing the door in front of him. He didn't en
se no longer heard the
ating her sense of smell intrigued Rose. She followed the guard's gaz
d stopped right in front of Rose's face. Her brown eyes stared at Rose from head to toe without expression, then
earance turned her gaze back to Ros
furrow her brow curio
rd. However, her laughter was loud and pierc
lded her arms. One eyebrow raised and her gaze became sha
not s
ld you
nd quickly interrupted. "Whoa, wait! Hold on! There must be a misunde
continuing, "So... how did you manage to com
sed me a sum of money for tak-" Rose's words hung in the air as she finally realiz
se with questions. Instead, she shook her head and sneered. "I don't like your
m, please, I have been deceived, and I humbly ask for your
n my money to your stepfather. And..." Jean tossed a handful of money o
f money. She desired it, or rather, she needed it. Suddenly, her mother's face flashed through her mind. The money could sa
er. Even when she reached a suitable age, she had to accompany her mother. Rose was inexperienced in that area. Truly, she had no
ms crossed over her chest. She swallowed hard before
t even more if you serve th
stood up. Her eyes couldn't turn away from the alluring bil
But... you can't
hy
have your f