Rose had already come to Thomas and advised him, "Thomas, since we and the car are fine, you can
go first. I will take a taxi by myself."
"How's that going to work?" Thomas twisted his eyebrows, not willing to leave at all, "Let me see if you
have any injury. Even you drop a hair, I won't let it go."
"I'm fine." Rose took two steps back, not wanting to have physical contact with Thomas, "You go first."
"I won't. It's their fault, and they must apologize!" Thomas looked at the driver, "Ask your master out."
"My master wouldn't meet strangers." The driver said firmly.
"What do you mean!?" Thomas was angry. In City H, although the Simpson family was not as influential
as the Clark family and the Tanner family, they were still famous. Thomas was not convinced by being
looked down upon by the other man, especially in front of Rose.
Thomas avoided the driver, went up to knock the window of the back seat. Through the glass, the man
inside was faintly visible. "Get off and apologize!" shouted Thomas.
But the man in the car seemed to take him as air and ignored him.
Thomas felt being insulated.
He knocked it twice hard. "Are you deaf? I told you to get out and apologize!"
The driver stepped forward and said to Thomas, "My master doesn't have to apologize to you."
"Why!" Thomas felt irritable, feeling that they were unreasonable, "If you do not to apologize, then I will
call the police! Let the police be the judge."
After that, Thomas took out a mobile phone. He did not believe that there was no way to deal with
these arrogant people.
"Thomas!" shouted Rose when she saw that Thomas wanted to call the police and stopped him at
once. "Don't do that."
"Rose, I know you don't want to make a big deal out of it, but you can see their attitude. People who
are so unreasonable and domineering should be taught a lesson. We are in the right and we don't need
to be afraid."
"No, it isn't." Rose didn't think so at all. She didn't want Bright to have any negative news. "Just for my
sake."
"Rose..." Thomas frowned and looked at Rose. He did not understand why she had to do this. "You are
just too kind."
"I am not kind; I have someone I want to protect." Rose was really being selfish this time.
"Selfish?" Thomas was still confused, "Rose, what do you mean by this? Why can't I understand?"
Thomas turned to look at the back of the car and then looked at Rose. He seemed to understand
something, "You know the man in the car?"
"Yes." Rose admitted.
Thomas was stunned for a few seconds, and then said, "Since it is the person you know, then... Then
I'll just let it go."
"Thank you, Thomas," Rose smiled and thanked him.
"It's OK. Your friends are my friends." Thomas looked at Rose's smile and was so sweet that he had
forgotten how angry he was just now.
After all, he was trying to woo Rose, so he needed to make a good impression on her friends.
"Then let's get back in the car," Thomas suggested.
But the driver had reached out his right hand respectfully and said to Rose, "Ma'am, master asks you to
get in the car."
As soon as the driver said this, every word was heavily knocked on Thomas's heart. He heard it clearly,
and looked at Rose with shock, "Ma'am? Master? What does it mean?"
Thomas muttered as if his tongue was knotted. He looked at Rose, hoping that she would give him an
explanation. As long as she denied it, he would believe every word she said.
Rose was about to explain when the backseat door was pushed open.
The driver opened the big black umbrella in his hand and the man stood under it.
He was dressed in a classic white shirt and black suit, but he was nobler than others. He had
handsome features, a pair of deep and sharp eyes, and his eyes were so sharp that no one could see
through what he was thinking.
Thomas looked at the man who was half head taller than him. He could feel that the man was so
mature and dignified that made him feel dwarfed.
Bright put his arm around Rose's waist naturally and pulled her close to him, showing his
possessiveness of her.
Rose, on the other hand, was a little girlish in front of men.
They looked like a perfect match that made people jealous of them.
Thomas clenched into fists as he looked at their intimate posture.
"Don't you introduce to me who he is?" Bright tilted his head, and whispered in Rose's ear.
Rose then collected her mind and said, "This is my friend Thomas, the second son of the Simpson
family. He once was my classmate. Thomas, this is my husband, Bright."
Husband?
Thomas eyes widened. What happened today was like a blow to him, making him hardly accept.
He thought Rose had been single when she broke up with Sky. He had never heard of her marriage.
Unexpectedly, she had married.
And this man was Bright, the second son of the famous Lee family in City J, and the president of HY
Group. Bright was a powerful man in business and could handle anything.
"You're married? Why haven't I heard about it?" Thomas was reluctant to face such a cruel reality.
"We got married three years ago, but we haven't had a wedding yet," Rose explained, "And I wanted to
talk to you in the car, and then this happened."
Thomas recalled what had just happened, but what was the use of it?
He was too late after all, and she was already married to another man.
He hated himself for not expressing his feelings earlier, and for not striving for it once.
Well, what if he tried?
His rival in love was Bright. How could he win Bright?
Any girl would have chosen Bright over him, and he knew that.
He lost to Sky before, but now he lost to Bright, which showed that Rose and he were not meant to be
together. So, he could only cut off his love for Rose.
How could Bright let anyone covet his wife? That was why Bright pulled over and stopped his car.
"Well, when you have a wedding, remember to inform me. I must come to congratulate you," said
Thomas.
"Sure," Bright replied, "We must inform Mr. Simpson."
"Thank you." Thomas looked at Rose, and said, "Now that Mr. Lee is here, I won't bother you.
Goodbye."
Thomas turned and walked away quickly, got on the car and left. When he passed Rose, he gave an
unwilling look at Rose, and then raised the window, shutting all his fantasies outside the window.
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