Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 63 He Invited Me To Dinner

**Rosalie‘s POV

Three days had passed since I had arrived at Avondale..

The island

had lovely weather. However, I spent most of the time in my room. As Soren insisted, I needed to take it

very slow for my recovery just to be safe, for the baby‘s sake. That was the doctor‘s order, as well.

The lovely scent from the fresh flowers, the morning sun pouring in through the window to land softly on

my blanket– everything was perfect, but it just felt irrelevant to me.

I‘d gotten away from Ethan, and I had gotten the freedom that I wanted. So why wasn‘t I happy?

I tried not to think about him, because every time I did, it felt like there

was a huge weight on my chest and I could barely breathe.

I had gotten this far, and I knew I should carry on with my new life– but my

heart was telling me that it just needed a little more time.

It was painful to be alone right now. I needed to find something to keep myself occupied so that I wouldn‘

t think about Ethan.

I sat up when I heard a knock at my door. In came the doctor, a very nice old gentleman.

“How is my favorite patient doing today?” He chuckled. “I hope, much better.”

“Yes, I do feel much better than I have, but I‘m still a bit sore.”

I was being honest. The better he understood how I felt, the better he could help me

with a speedy recovery.

“Well, that is to be expected, my dear.”

After checking my vitals and the wounds, he said, “You‘re doing well–

in fact, your recovery is much faster than 1 anticipated–

so no need to continue bed rest. However, I don‘t want you on your feet for too long. You don‘t need to o

verexert yourself.”

I was nodding to acknowledge the doctor‘s words when I heard another knock at the door.

“Miss Ro.” This time, it was a young female voice.

“Please come in.”

It was the housemaid Lola. She had a few books and magazines in her hands.

“Oh, Doctor–sorry for interrupting!”

“No worries at all! We are just wrapping up. Everything is on track, and Miss Ro should be all good in two

or three weeks. I‘ll check back in early next week. Have a good day, ladies.”

“Thank you, doctor!” Lola and I said at the same time. Then we exchanged a look and both giggled.

Lola was always so upbeat,

She smiled and said, “Miss Ro, the Master said that he imagines you‘re getting bored after a few days of

being in

this room, and he wondered whether you had any interest in reading some books?”

My eyes widened. It was as if he could read my mind.

“That‘s just perfect!” | exclaimed. “Your master is so thoughtful. Please pass my gratitude on to him, and t

hank you so much for bringing them to me.”

“It‘s my pleasure, Miss Ro. The Master is coming back tonight from his trip. He asked whether he could h

ave the honor of joining you for dinner at home tonight?”

Immediately, my stomach twisted into a tight knot. “Dinner?” I asked.

It wasn‘t that Soren hadn‘t been absolutely kind to me in every way. I‘d just gotten used to being a bit of a

recluse. I wasn‘t sure how good I‘d be at making small talk, especially with a man I hardly knew–

a man that looked just like Ethan!

“Yes, dinner with him.” She seemed to notice I was hesitant, so she encouraged me, “It‘ll be fine. He‘s qu

ite charming.”

I‘d give it a try. Because Soren had been so kind to me, even though he didn‘t have to be.

“Um– of course. Your master is too kind.”

“That‘s wonderful! I‘ll let the master know. He would be very happy!”

Topened my mouth again, wanting to ask her not to stand in ceremony with me all the time–

I thought of her more as a friend than a servant. But before I could, she bowed to me

and exited the room.

My eyes landed on the books she had dropped off, but my mind drifted to Soren.

Thadn‘t really seen him since we first met. Being in charge of the

island‘s security had to keep him busy, but that made him the best host I could ever ask

for. He had provided everything that I needed to help me recover, and I was grateful for it.

It was just that.. he reminded me too much of Ethan.

I sighed to myself.

He was not Ethan, though, and I was starting to feel like I was being a rude guest.

Lola came into my room in the afternoon carrying a blue dress.

“Miss Ro,” she began. “Mr. Soren will be home in about an hour. We should get you ready.”

I was a little nervous because I didn‘t know what to expect for dinner.

1 glanced at the dress, and felt relieved that it wasn‘t anything fancy. It was just a knee–

length blue dress with short sleeves made out of a cotton blend. It wasn‘t slinky, it didn‘t look revealing at

all, and it wasn‘t going to make me feel like I was at one of those fancy dinner parties that Ethan always

had to attend.

Getting ready wasn‘t a long process, and Lola was very pleasant to work with.

An hour later, I was ready to go. I had the blue dress on and a pair of strappy black sandals. My bruises

weren‘t completely healed, but Lola was very good at covering them with makeup.

With Ethan‘s necklace around my neck, I felt a bit torn between two worlds.

Lola had gone down a few minutes earlier to help the chefs get everything ready. Soren‘s house was hug

e, but

he didn‘t have a big staff, so Lola needed to help out.

A knock on the door pulled my eyes away from my reflection. He was here.

I took a deep breath and went to answer it.

Pulling the door open, I saw Soren standing there with a bouquet of white lilies. He

looked very handsome in a dark suit with a blue tie that was almost the same color as my dress. He look

ed so much like Ethan–except for his bright, sincere smile.

“Wow!” was the first word out of his mouth. “My goodness, Ro! Look at you! You look gorgeous.”

I looked at the flowers to avoid his gaze. He hadn‘t dropped his eyes down my body or made

me uncomfortable or anything, but I wasn‘t used to having a stranger complimenting me like that.

“Thank you, Soren, but the flowers were not necessary…” Just to be polite, I added, “you look nice too.”

“Ah, well, I switched my daytime suit out for a nighttime suit,” he replied, unfurling

his hand like a model, and then he ignored

my comment about the flowers. “These are for you. They need water, but don‘t worry. Lola will run up an

d put them in a vase while we‘re eating. Let‘s hurry so the food doesn‘t get cold.”

I wondered if he was starving, but his eagerness for food suddenly made me

look forward to dinner a little more. I signed inwardly, took the flowers and set them

inside, and then stepped out into the hallway.

“Thank you for joining me for dinner,” he said as

we walked next to one another down the hall. “It‘s not often

that T have company in this house. And, you know, I like to talk.”

I tried to be polite as we got to the stairs. “I‘ll be a good listener.”

He laughed happily at my comment. “Hold onto

the railing,” he reminded me. “We‘ll take our time. I‘ll stay on your other side and make sure that you don‘

t fall.”

He was thoughtful. I‘d never met a man quite like him before.