Bright sat there and gazed at Marley for a long time, until the sky was dark.
When he stared at Marley's pale face, he slowly spoke, "Marley, what should I do?"
"After she gave you up to get married with Dad, you did not say a word about the relationship and the
harm she caused you. So, it could be seen she is very important in your heart. You didn't want to hurt
her, so you hurt yourself, did you?" Bright and Marley were very close and he knew what Marley was
thinking.
"But I'm not willing to let her live in peace, even without any apology. If she had regret, she should have
visited you more often over the years. Then I wouldn't be so eager to unmask her. Marley, you can't
bear to hurt her. But how much does she care about you?"
"Marley, if I do something bad to her, you won't blame me, will you?" Bright smiled bitterly, "Even if you
want to blame me, you have to wake up and get up from this bed! Otherwise you won't know even if I
kill her."
Bright left the hospital in the night and ran home after muttering to himself.
It was almost twelve o'clock at night when he arrived home.
Bright changed his shoes at the door and came in, seeing Rose wearing a pink and purple silk
nightgown with the laces of her jacket tied in a bow.
"Good evening."
"You still up?"
"I told you I can't sleep well without you." Rose walked over in cotton slippers.
Bright looked at the woman walking toward him and opened his arms to embrace her. His jacket was a
little cold and made Rose feel cold.
But she didn't move, just let Bright hold her tightly and bury his head in her neck.
She lifted her hand from behind him and clasped his shoulder, "Have you eaten?"
"Not hungry." He didn't have an appetite.
"So you didn’t eat? When are you being so silly?" Rose tried to let go of him, but was held by her even
harder, "Don't move. Let me hold you for a while."
Rose then didn't move anymore. She could feel something different about Bright, which was what she
was worried about.
"I went to see Marley today." Bright confessed to her.
"Has it been confirmed that Hallie and Marley know each other?" Rose asked in a soft voice.
"It's more complicated than that." Bright's voice was hoarse, "She had an affair with Marley, and then
married my father."
So that was the truth? Marley was hurt because of love affair?
But who could accept that their stepmother had affairs with their dear father and brother, and even
became the model of good wives in wealthy families?
"That is already the case. Don't blame yourself." Rose gently stroked his back, "Marley doesn't want
you to embarrass yourself like this either."
Bright hugged Rose for a while before he could calm down. This was also a rare emotional instability
for Bright in recent years.
Only in front of the people he trusted most, would he relax and show his weakness.
"Abel is off work. I'll go make you something to eat." Rose helped him towards the living room, "If you're
tired, just rest on the couch. I'll call you when it's ready."
"Don't bother. Just cook a bowl of noodles." Although Bright was picky, he could accept whatever Rose
made.
"Okay. Wait for a moment. I will make the noodles you like." Rose was beaming with joy, because
Bright was willing to ask for food.
Bright couldn't help but pinch her cheeks when he saw her bright smile.
Rose then went to the kitchen, while Bright took off his jacket, leaned on the back of the sofa in the
living room, closed his eyes and took a nap. Maybe because the crystal light was too shining, he raised
his arm on his forehead and blocked the light. It shadowed his face and made his eyes brooding.
Rose brought out the noodles and went straight to the living room.
Bright did not fall asleep and opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps, seeing the steaming
noodles in her slender hands.
"Is it ready?"
"Yes." Rose put the bowl down, "I'll get you a spoon and chopsticks."
Bright looked at the noodles on the table. With the golden fried egg and red tomatoes, and the bright
green scallions on it, the color was beautiful and let people have appetite instantly.
Bright picked up his phone, took a picture, and posted it on his social media account for the first time,
with the words: Mrs. Lee's cooking. It's unique.
Rose came over, sat down, and gave him chopsticks and a small spoon, "Have some soup to warm
your stomach first."
"OK." Bright took a few sips of the soup, which was sweet and sour and delicious, warmed his empty
stomach and body.
Bright began to eat the noodles. He was well-educated. So, his every move was elegant.
Rose propped her face up and just admired him as he finished the bowl of noodles.
"If you're sleepy, go up to bed. I'll rest before I can shower and come to keep you company." Bright
picked up a strand of her black hair and wrapped it around his fingertips.
"I'm not sleepy. I want to sleep with you." Rose sat cross-legged in the couch, then leaned over and
rested her head on his shoulder.
"Are you so clingy?" Bright took her shoulders.
"Yeah, I can't stay away from you." Rose's nose was filled with his good smell.
Bright reached out his other arm and wrapped her tightly. He kissed the top of her hair and said in a low
but serious voice, "Promise me you'll never leave me."
At this moment, he suddenly did not have security at all.
"OK. I promise I will never leave you. You can't leave me. You are mine." Rose was more willing to
express her emotions than before.
She knew that if she loved him, she should let him feel it and speak it directly.
"I'm yours, and you're mine." Bright kissed her on her hair passionately.
In response, Rose wrapped her arms around his strong waist.
Rose finally fell asleep in Bright's arms. Bright picked her up from the couch, went upstairs to the
master bedroom, and placed her on the soft, large bed.
He then went to take a shower and got into bed with a towel around him, pulling Rose into his naked
chest.
He began to kissed her red lips and her collarbone.
This night, he had sex with her again and again as if he couldn't feel tired. Finally, Rose was so tired
that she couldn't even move her fingers.
Bright took her in his arms like a treasure and could not let go.
This day, he made an exception and did not get up early to go for a morning run. Instead, he lay on the
bed with Rose until she woke up naturally.
"Are you ... not up?" Rose was surprised to see his handsome face when she opened her eyes,
thinking she was dreaming.
"I want to stay with you today." Bright pecked her on the lips, "Good morning, baby."
"Good morning, honey." She smiled happily. It was really good to have her husband with her.
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