The Unveiled Rose novel Chapter 228

Willow picked up her dolls and placed them on a small desk beside the bathroom door. She then stood on a little stool.

Gazing into the mirror, she began to practice her greetings, "Hello. I'm Willow. What's your name?"

After practicing in front of the mirror, she didn't forget to inform Milton and Dorothy, "The mirror practice is over now. It's time to read."

She picked up a storybook and carefully enunciated each word phonetically before reading the words. Once she was familiar with all the words, she read the entire sentence aloud.

After finishing a short story, she put the book down.

"Willow."

Hearing Annalise's voice, Willow quickly placed Milton and Dorothy on the bed and said, "I'm going to jog now. Bye, Grandpa, Grandma!"

"Goodbye!"

Willow opened her bedroom door and called, "Mommy!"

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I stood by the railing. Hearing her call, I turned around. "Let's go. It's time to exercise."

Willow jogged over to me eagerly. "Okay!"

The morning's workout followed the plan we had set on Friday. It was clear that Willow's stamina had become much stronger. She ran a full mile without stopping. Though she sweated like mad, she never paused for a break.

After the jog, the three of us practiced the basic moves of martial arts together.

Willow seemed to feel the fatigue then, as she was breathing heavily. I was about to pick her up and carry her back to the living room, but she pushed me away. "I can do it myself, Mommy!"

She seemed to be becoming more independent with each passing day.

I smiled, feeling proud of her. "Alright. You go ahead."

Willow beamed, saying, "You know, I just finished running. I ran a whole mile today without stopping. Pretty impressive, right?"

Milton praised her sincerely, "That's very impressive! Some adults couldn't even do that, let alone a kid."

"Of course!" Willow lifted her chin proudly. "And I also practiced my martial arts basics. I believe that if I keep this up, by the time I start elementary school, I'll definitely be one of the best in my grade."

She continued proudly, "I'll be able to protect myself and never be bullied! Anyone who dares to mess with my friends will have to deal with my fists!"

Milton sounded worried. "But you can't start trouble, Willow."

Dorothy asked with a sharp tone, "Do you really think she's the type to start trouble?"

Milton thought for a moment. "You're right."

Listening to them, Willow felt a warm glow in her heart. "I really have to go now. Bye, Grandpa, Grandma!"