Chapter 158 I Want to Forget Him

Sure enough, Rose's hint made Sophie nervous that she couldn't help but grasp Sky's sleeves tightly.

Sky also clearly felt Sophie's change, so he silently reached out to wrap his hand around her hand,
which held onto him tightly, and comforted her.

"Rose is right. Some things obviously cannot be shared, so it's best not to covet things that don't
belong to you."

With Sky protecting her, Sophie naturally became more confident. She clung to Sky more closely,
indicating that Sky was hers.

Rose didn't care at all, but now she had to play the role of a woman who was abandoned by Bright and
wanted to target Sky...

This really took some skilled acting.

"Yeah, even if one coveted and got what they wanted, they didn't do it righteously, so in the end, they
might be abandoned…" Rose sighed deeply, as if she was talking about herself while she was actually
accusing Sophie.

Sophie naturally thought that Rose had been abandoned by Bright. She was pleased and a slight smile
formed on her face.

"You are right," Sophie agreed.

People who didn't understand them felt that their conversation was a little confusing, but the hostility in
their words was palpable.

"Mr. Chandler, I didn't expect Rose to be your daughter. She is very low-key and kind, and her work is
excellent. The company values her very much." William changed the subject and praised Rose.



"Thank you, Mr. William." Chandler nodded and smiled. "It's because the company provided her with
opportunities."

William brought the topic to this project and successfully eased the mood.

Rose felt that there were a lot of people here and there was little to no airflow. She had a bit of difficulty
breathing. "Excuse me."

After speaking, she turned around and left. William glanced at her a little worriedly. She didn't look well.
Was she feeling uncomfortable?

But he just started a conversation here with Chandler and Sam, so he couldn't leave with her.

Rose went out from the back door of the banquet hall. It was a small garden with no one inside, so it
was very quiet. The plants were lush. There was a breeze at night. She finally felt comfortable, except
she still experienced shortness of breath that had not yet gone away.

Rose saw a bench next to a shrub, so she walked over and sat down.

After a while, a figure appeared in her sight.

"Miss. Linder, are you alone?" This voice belonged to Timothy.

Rose turned her head and saw him standing in the shadows with a smile on his face that looked very
evil at this time.

"What's up, Mr. Timothy?" Rose turned her face slightly and look up at him.

"How are you and Mr. Bright?" Timothy asked frankly.

"Very good." Rose smiled brightly, her clear eyes like shining stars in the night.



"Mr. Bright came to City H to travel with you once a week, but he hasn't been here for a long time
recently." Timothy stepped closer, his shadow elongating with his movements. "He is not on a business
trip, and he is not particularly busy at work. He just goes home on time every day to dine with his wife."

The hint in his words was very obvious. Bright still cared about his wife, and she was just his spur-of-
the-moment plaything. Now that he became familiar with her and lost interest, she was close to or had
already been abandoned.

"So what?" Rose didn't care.

Bright did update his status on his Weibo, and all of them were about his getting off work on time and
going home to accompany his wife.

Then he also posted some pictures of the food with captions stating that he liked the people in his
family more and the home-cooked meals more. Although he didn't explicitly name who made it, he
convinced the public that the dishes were done by the mysterious Mrs. Lee.

Although Bright didn't admit or deny it, he made others believe in it.

However, only Rose knew that this was a scheme that Bright and she created to confuse the enemy.

"Mr. Bright has returned to his family. Why are you waiting here foolishly?" Timothy also sat down
beside her.

Rose moved a little aside, not wanting to distance himself from him. "No, he won't leave me like this."

"As the saying goes, don't fall in love with a man with a family. You'll only be doomed." Seeing her like
this, Timothy smiled instead of being angry as he stared at the side of her delicate face. "Miss. Linder is
very smart, so how can she not understand the reason? Besides, Mr. Bright is not an ordinary man,
and his marriage is incomparable. He is powerful and noble. You got yourself involved with him, but



can you win him over? Men who are done with affairs will return to their families. It is better to be a
man's wife than to be a man's mistress."

Rose lowered her eyelashes slightly, her eyes appearing dull. "Mr. Timothy is right. I am too naïve as to
believe him..."

She let tears fill her eyes and raised her hand to wipe away the tear that spilled out. Her sad look made
people feel distressed.

"Miss. Linder, if you don't mind, I can lend you my shoulder." Timothy took out a tissue from his pocket
and handed it to her.

Rose shook her head, pretending to be strong. "I'm fine. Thank you."

"I just don't want to accept it. I don't care if he is married and has a wife. I gave him my body and soul.
He clearly said he would protect me for the rest of my life. How could he break his promise and leave
me alone?"

When Timothy listened to Rose's words, he smirked secretly. It seemed that what Sophie heard about
Bright and Rose arguing was true. Their relationship was already fractured. Now he knew from Rose's
words that Bright had broken up with her.

Timothy was happy. The combined efforts of him and Sophie were not in vain.

They were looking forward to Rose and Bright breaking up so that Rose would lose his support. Only
then would they be able to punish her.

She even deliberately deceived him and embarrassed him in front of Bright. How could he forgive her
and let her off easily?



"Don't be sad. We can start again if you want." Timothy adopted a gentle approach, trying to break
Rose's guard when she was most "injured". "I don't care about the relationship between you and Mr.
Bright. After all, there is no woman Mr. Bright can't get with his means."

"I don't want to talk about him. I want to forget about him and start over." Rose said lightly. "I want to go
in."

Rose got up, and Timothy followed along.

When Rose returned to the banquet hall, she only heard a violent commotion. She saw Bright, the most
attractive person in the room, standing among a surging crowd.

He was still in the usual white shirt and black suit. He was tall and slender, comparable to male models,
and looked more handsome and stylish than other men. He was mature and composed.

His deep eyes were fierce and calm as a result of years of experience being in positions of authority
that no one dared to disrespect him.


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