A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Half an hour later, they arrived at the City Garden Neighborhood, where Audrey lived. Bryson drove his black Bentley Mulsanne to the underground parking lot.

Audrey was asleep against the back of the chair, showing no sign of waking up.

Bryson stopped the car. He was not in a hurry to wake her up. His dark eyes were fixated on Audrey, in which there was a flash of light.

He unfastened his seat belt, one arm crossing Audrey, and put on the armrest on her right. He was close to her.

He lowered his head slowly, his breath on her face, and his lips getting closer and closer.

In the end, he stopped, with his lips just a centimeter away from hers.

If he continued to move forward, their lips could touch.

However, he did not continue.

The car was flooded with ambiguous feelings.

Audrey felt something strange. She frowned, and with her eyelids trembling, she opened her eyes.

Then, she saw through the car window. It was the parking lot of the City Garden Neighborhood.

And Bryson was sitting in the driver's seat beside her with a calm face.

She was a little confused.

'Was it my illusion? I felt someone's breath close to me, and it lingered around my nose.'

"You're awake?" Bryson whispered in a slightly hoarse voice.

...

Audrey realized that she fell asleep.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Audrey looked embarrassed.

She didn't expect to fall asleep in Bryson's car.

"I just parked!"

"Alright!" Audrey unfastened her seat belt and said, "Thank you for driving me home, Mr. Bryson."

Then, she opened the door and got off.

She planned to watch Bryson leave before she went home. However, Bryson also opened the door and got out.

Then, locking the car doors, he was prepared to leave.

Audrey remained where she was.

Bryson, "You're not leaving?"

Audrey said, "You'll go upstairs with me? Mr. Bryson, it's okay. When I call Grandma later, I'll tell her that you sent me to the door."

man of

Audrey didn't say anything.

parking lot or the door.

but to ride

her apartment was, Audrey walked straight to her

Bryson's phone rang.

I'll send it to

Bryson, I'm home,"

your computer

"Okay."

must be

the door for Bryson right

she had taken from the balcony and

his computer out of the bedroom and turned it on, placing it on

sitting on

legs, couldn't stretch his legs when sitting

at the screen

a bloody line on the boot screen: The mills of

...

felt too ashamed to face

began working. And Audrey went to the kitchen,

"Here is your water."

"Thank you!"

Audrey thought of Kylee and

"Grandma, I'm home now."

he escorted me to

with a helpless face, Audrey covered the microphone and said to him, "Well, Mr. Bryson, Grandma asks you to answer the

phone from Audrey with his long, slender

me, Grandma. I'll come back as soon as

something else. Bryson replied, hanging

work, while Audrey stood

They were alone...

a workaholic. He was focused on his work. Right after sending

the

as he was about to fasten his seat belt, his phone rang. Someone sent him a

the screen of his

and Wendy's relationship with his subordinate. Seeing the findings, Bryson narrowed his

Munn, Wendy

...

had passed since Alma went to the Cordova's. This day, Audrey spent the whole morning

was almost noon when a receptionist walked

"Audrey!"

"What's up?"

door.

"Miss Alma?" Audrey frowned.

knew recently, there was only one person

couldn't help but

be