Chapter 18 She Wanted to Kneel Down for Him

Rose stared at Bright seriously to see what answer he would give her to make her satisfied.

“You will understand one day.” Bright looked at her eyes full of expectations, and finally turned
everything into this light-hearted answer.

“...” Damn! Did he have problems?

Rose uttered a rough word ungraciously.

Bright lifted her curiosity to the highest level and then threw her down again. She really wanted to jump
on him and tear his proud and handsome face apart.

What was the difference between this answer and no answer!

“Mr. Lee, I think it’s better if I don’t understand.” Rose turned around with her back to Bright. “I’m going
to sleep. You do as you like.”

Looking at her back, Bright raised his eyebrows in a good mood.

“Have a good rest. Let me know if you feel uncomfortable.” Although Bright’s face was cold, his eyes
were gentle and soft like the light.

Rose closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembling lightly, but she said nothing.

Seeing that she ignored him, he didn’t bother with her “disrespect” towards him. Bright put his hand into
his pocket and turned around to leave. He turned off the light, and gently closed the door. After he left
the bedroom, he sat in the living room and called Bill to ask him to bring him a change of clothes.

It didn’t take long before Bill delivered the stuff. “Mr. Lee, do you really want to stay here for one night?”



“Do I look like I’m joking?” Bright took the paper bag and put away the patience and gentleness he had
when facing Rose and returned to being indifferent as usual.

“Do you want to leave tomorrow?” Bill asked for instructions.

“According to the original plan.” Bright had other places to go to tomorrow.

Rose was the main designer of City J Theater...Anyway, they had time ahead of them.

“Okay.” Bill left quietly.

Bright then began to take off his suit and shirt, revealing his good figure with a strong upper body. His
shape was well-defined and perfect without a trace of fat.

After washing and bathing for an hour, Bright walked out of the bathroom, wiped his wet hair, and put
on a grey silk nightgown. The texture was high-quality, and it made him look like a handsome and
elegant noble son.

He sat back on the sofa in the living room, with his glasses on, and turned on the computer and
continued working.

Until one o'clock in the morning, Rose walked out of the room to drink some water because she was
thirsty, only to see that Bright hadn't rested yet.

The grey nightgown made him more elegant. He was so clean that he looked perfect and delicate as if
he was a statue that wasn’t from this world.

He was wrapped in the warm light, his handsome face was serious, and his frown made her want to
forward and soothe his brows.

Rose felt guilty. If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have to be working so late at night.



She turned around and went back to the room to grab a thin blanket and stood in front of him. “It's cold,
so put this on yourself. What I don’t want to see happening is you getting sick now that I’m okay. I don’t
have time to take care of you.”

Then she bent over and put the blanket on him.

Bright looked at Rose, who was caring about him, and felt it very nice and warm for being taken care
of.

“You have no conscience at all?” The man asked with a frown on his face. His dark eyes were dark and
sharp, and he stared at her motionlessly.

“Mr. Lee, you don’t need my care as there are already many people by your side.” Rose smiled gently.

“But they are inconsiderate.” His angular face instantly became cold.

This woman really didn’t understand what gratitude was. He wanted to crack open her head to see
what was in her.

The atmosphere was a bit cold and stagnant. Rose secretly looked at the man’s side face, feeling that
he was unhappy.

Rose’s apricot-like eyes moved slightly, and then reached out to gently close his laptop. “There is
always work to be done. Go and get some rest.”

“I like finishing today’s work today.” Bright didn’t like procrastination, let alone inefficiency. “But health is
the seed money for striving.” Rose stretched out to pull him up. “Listen to me, you’ll be more efficient
after a good rest.”

Bright was pulled up from the sofa by Rose, but he did not move like a mountain. The two of them
competed with each other like that...



Unexpectedly, she pulled open the strap of Bright’s nightgown!

His vigorous physique showed in front of her.

The texture was distinct, and every line was so sexy. It was the charm of masculinity and strength full of
hormones... It was just like the male model from advertisements. So rare you would never have
enough.

“Ah—”

Rose screamed, hurriedly to cover her eyes while turning around. The red glow on her pale face
burned to the base of her ears. The pink on her cheeks had the crystal clearness of a rose, tempting
Bright to have a pluck.

Suddenly, a warm chest pressed against her back. There was an itchy sensation when Bright
approached her.

“Miss Linder can't wait any longer?” Bright said in a slow and magnetic tone.

The freshness and indifference of a mature man that was unique to him faintly floated in the air. The
smell was too deceptive and intoxicating.

“I... I didn't mean it.” Rose denied. She didn't have any lust for him. “I didn't see anything either!”

“Oh?” He dragged on the ending and was very playful. “Didn't see anything? Then I will satisfy you free
of charge.”

He held her shoulders with his palms and turned her around to face him, giving her enough benefits.

Rose still closed her eyes tightly, refusing to open them.



“Mr. Lee, can you wear your clothes properly?” Rose asked with a pleading tone. “It was an accident. I
really didn't mean it.” She didn't have the guts either.

“You help me wear it.” He became playful, just wanting to see her embarrassed, mainly because she
was too cute.

She didn't dare to open her eyes at all, how could she dress him?

This man was tricking her!

“It’s not like you don’t have hands…” Rose refused with a guilty conscience.

“Otherwise, I will treat you how you treated me.” Bright didn't mean to let her off.

It was useless for Rose to be dissatisfied. She looked at him with bitter eyes and had no choice but to
compromise under his abuse.

She could only squint her eyes slightly, try to raise her gaze where his collarbone was, and then stretch
out her hand to find the belt of his nightgown and then carefully tied it up for him.

She was very hopeless that her hands even shook.

Bright enjoyed the entire process. Waves of laugh created ripples in his eyes, softening his cold face.

Bastard, bad guy, devil...

This man must have been enemies with her in his previous life, and in this life he came to defeat her.
Otherwise, she would not have always made mistakes in front of him.

“All done.”

Rose didn't stay for even one moment and ran back to her room.



This night, she slept a little unpeacefully. She even saw Bright’s figure in her dream, especially the pair
of dark and sharp eyes that communicated messages.

It was past seven o’clock when she woke up in the morning. Rose rubbed her eyes twice and quickly
got up. After washing, she put on light makeup to make her complexion appear ruddy. She stepped into
the living room and found that something was wrong. When she saw Bright again, she wanted to kneel
down for him.

“Mr. Lee, what are you doing?”


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