Come on Daddy!

Rose really wanted to cry. Why didn't he forget about it? What did he want to do?
“That...” Rose thought for a moment. Since the other party asked for hidden marriage, then he didn't want others to know, so...
“No.”
“Really?” Bright asked if nothing happened, but his eyes gradually sharpened.
Didn’t the spouse column on the marriage certificate state his name? She denied it when he was right in front of her.
Even though it was just a contractual marriage where they had nothing to do with each, even though she would be free in less
than three months, he was still her husband in name.
For some reason, Rose felt that Bright’s tone was very cold and the air pressure in the car became lower.
She didn’t say anything wrong, right?
Rose looked at his stern face and frowned slightly. People of high position were hard to please after all.
Did she say something wrong?
“Mr. Lee, can you pull over and park?” Rose asked again.
“Be quiet, I’m not a human trafficker. Old Liu...” Bright called out to the drivers and closed his eyes to rest, seeming a little tired.
Rose saw that he didn't want to say more and didn’t continue to talk.
She thought that she could take a taxi back to the hotel when he arrived at his destination.
Rose turned to lookout of the car window. The neon lights shined brightly, flashing across her face.
It wasn't until the driver drove the black Bentley car into the underground parking lot that Bright slowly opened his eyes, and his
thin lips lightly lifted. “We’re here. Why aren’t you getting out of the car?”
Arrived? Where?
City J was unfamiliar for Rose.

She pushed open the door and got out of the car. She was wrapped in Bright’s suit jacket and a large towel to make her feel less
cold.
Bright also got off the car and went straight to the elevator in front. “Let's go.”
Rose hesitated for a moment and followed him into the elevator, only to find that the elevator had the words of “Four Seasons
Hotel Elevator” printed on it.
“Which floor?” Bright asked her.
“The 16th floor.” Rose replied with the floor that she stayed on and took out her card.
Bright put one hand in his trousers pocket and pressed the button to the 16th floor with the other.
The elevator rose slowly and stopped on the 16th floor. Rose walked in front and Bright followed behind all the way to room 1612
where she stayed.
Rose stood at the door of the room and smiled slightly to Bright, who stood by her side. “President Lee, I’ve arrived. Thank you.”
Getting along with him all this time made her very uneasy. She finally had the chance to relax a bit.
Bright looked at her deeply and showed no sign of leaving.
“Miss Linder, you are not even going to invite me to have a cup of water? This seems a bit unreasonable.”
Rose looked at Bright, who was soaked in his clothes but did not harm his heroism. His words sounded like he was accusing her
of using him and leaving him behind once she was done.
In desperation, Rose opened the door with her card and invited him in.
Bright walked to the living room and sat down. Rose poured a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table in front of him. “Mr.
Lee, please enjoy.”
“You don't have to mind me. Do what you need to do.” Bright casually leaned on the sofa, comfortable as if he was at his own
house.
With a man like Bright standing there, Rose was not in the mood to do what she wanted.

She was drenched and uncomfortable. If she didn’t take a bath and change her clothes, she would likely get sick.
She glanced at Bright, who was also wearing wet clothes, and thought of a way to kick him out. “President Lee, the weather is
cold. Wearing wet clothes like this is not good for your health. It's better to go home early and change your clothes.”
“You are right, you will indeed get sick.” He raised his wrist to check the time and then stood up.
Rose thought she successfully convinced him. She maintained a slight smile on her face, but her heart was already filled with
waves of joy.
“Why don't I borrow your bathroom here for a shower and change my clothes.” Bright turned the conversation around, bringing
her from heaven to hell with one sentence.
Rose felt a sense of despair as if she had shot herself in the foot. If she had known things would turn like this, she wouldn’t have
made that suggestion.
“Mr. Lee, I'm afraid this isn't—” Rose wanted to stop him but sneezed a few times before she finished speaking.
“Miss Linder, you should take care of yourself, and I will take care of myself.” Bright lightly patted her shoulder, smiling like a
demon.
Bright passed by her side and headed towards the bathroom. Rose couldn't say a word as she looked at the soaked Bright.
Rose didn't know that she was like a child in front of the experienced Bright and that she was not his opponent at all.
Rose could only turn around and head to the bedroom, ready to take a bath and relax.
She took a bath for more than two hours, thinking that Bright should have left by then.
He was the president of HY Group after all, and his time was precious. How could he waste any time here?
She put on her pajamas and went out without seeing anyone in the living room. She finally calmed down and headed to the small
kitchen to pour herself a cup of warm water.
As she stood at the counter drinking water, she felt as if someone was staring at her from behind.
She took a breath, turned around, and met a pair of deep eyes. Rose was so shocked that she knocked over her water in panic.

Bright stood against the wall, just blocked by the refrigerator next to her that she didn't notice at all.
“You... why are you here?” Rose’s voice trembled slightly.
After taking a bath, Bright wore a white bathrobe. His jet-black hair was not completely dry. His hair was messy and stylish, and
his collar was slightly open to reveal his sexy collarbone and his solid chest.
His eyes were sharp, and he appeared unpredictable, making him dangerous but graceful.
“It wouldn’t be polite if I left without telling you.” Bright forced himself over, and Rose instinctively backed away until her waist
reached the edge of the counter.
He was too close to her, so close that she could see his eyelashes clearly. His masculine aura was all over, wrapping her like a
net, making her unable to breathe freely.
“Mr. Lee...I'm sleepy.” Rose felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Bright didn't step back at all, but instead quietly supported her waist with his big dry palm, and the two of them became even
closer together.
The warmth in his palm was transferred to her skin through the silk pajama fabric. It was so hot that she felt ashamed and
annoyed, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and push him away.
He was as hard as a wall, so she couldn't move him at all.
She suppressed the nervousness in her heart, raised her eyes to meet his calm gaze.
“President Lee, I respect you, so please respect me.” Rose suppressed her anger, hoping to calmly solve the problem.
“Miss Linder, don't move.”
Bright lowered his head. Panic flashed across Rose eyes, and she turned her face away as fast as she could. His thin lips
rubbed her ears.
“Miss Linder, don't be too sensitive.” Bright bit her ear as he spoke and exhaled heat into her ear sockets, making her itchy.
“Listen to what sound this is.”