Bright, wearing a black silk robe, sat on the sofa and stooped over to pick up his phone.
'Nora had got home safely and gone to bed. Thank you, Mr. Lee.'
Bright looked at the words of thanks and smiled. He held the phone in his palm and stood up.
The phone beeped twice, and then again and again... He wondered why Alan kept texting him.
Was he afraid that Bright didn't get the message, or did he think Bright should reply?
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Nora was Rose's best friend, he wouldn't bother with another
woman's affairs.
Well, he couldn't turn a blind eye to it. His wife and Nora had been such a good relationship. Nora had
always stood by Rose all these years.
He was paying back his wife's debt.
Bright took a look at the screen, narrowed his eyes, and clicked on the message to check the pictures.
These pictures showed Rose had intimate contact with a strange man. Sometimes the man supported
her, and some showed she held the man's arm, and there were some that looked like they were
kissing.
Bright scanned them one by one. The more he looked, the darker his face became, as if he wanted to
break the man's hand.
The message was sent from an unknown number.
Bright dialed the number, but got no answer.
Bright called Bill again, "138XXXXX1, please check the number."
He sat back in the sofa, enlarged the photos, and carefully looked at them again.
He kept a clear picture of the man's face and sent it to Bill.
After a while, Bill called back, "Mr. Lee, I can't find the caller because this number was set up many
years ago when there was no real name system."
"I sent you a picture. Can you track this guy down?" Bright was not satisfied with Bill's ability.
"Yes, yes, I will." Bill had already felt the dislike and doubt from Bright.
Seeing that Rose came out of the bathroom, he ended the conversation and got up to her.
Rose looked at him with a smile. Bright pulled her into his arms and kissed on her lips.
Rose was shocked by his enthusiasm, and Bright was more than twice as enthusiastic as he was.
He kissed her so deeply that she couldn't even think about anything.
She let him kiss every inch of her and do everything to her.
Bright looked at Rose, who was asleep in his arms. When he thought of those pictures and the man
who had coveted his wife, his eyes shone with violence.
Someone dared to covet his woman, and dared to send him the photos.
He was a man, so he must have strong possession of his woman. He would definitely not allow others
to covet her woman.
Bright didn't know when he fell asleep. He got up very early in the morning and went for a run. When
he came back, it was only 6:30.
Neither Rose nor Doris had got up. Only Grandpa had got up.
"Grandpa." Bright greeted Grandpa as he wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.
"Bright, I have something to tell you," Grandfather looked upstairs and lowered his voice, "I want to go
back to my hometown. I just want to spend the last time with your grandmother and I want to be buried
with her after death."
"I'm sure Rose does not want to let me leave alone, but I've made up my mind. As plants grow old,
their leaves will return to their roots, and so does human being. I have no regrets if I can spend my last
days with your grandmother."
"So, I want you to persuade Rose to let me go back. You all have your own lives and jobs. Don't let me
put you off. Rose could have worked when she came back, but she stays home to take care of me."
"I don't want to be a burden to you. It makes me feel guilty."
After listening to Grandpa, Bright replied, "Grandpa, we know you miss Grandma and understand how
you feel, but it's more convenient for you to be here for the treatment of your illness. Rose also wants
to spend more time with you. You are not a burden to us. You are our Grandfather."
"You don't need to feel burdensome here. As for Rose, it's her choice to stay here to take care of you. If
you don't think she should be at home, I'll let her go to work."
"The fact that I ask you to come here is not only for your treatment. My father is also here. I hope our
parents can meet each other, and then I can propose to Rose. After all, Doris is growing fast, and I still
owe Rose a wedding. Don't you want to see Rose get married? You are the most important person in
each other's life."
"If you're going back, you may wait until our wedding ends, so that you and Rose won't have any
regret, right? We'll accompany you back to your hometown."
What Bright said made Grandpa hesitate.
He really wanted to see Rose get married.
"And how long will it take to prepare for your wedding?" Grandpa wondered how long it would be. He
was afraid he couldn't live so long.
"I will arrange the parents of both sides to meet before we discuss the wedding. Of course, I will
arrange it as soon as possible. Don't worry, Grandpa," Bright soothed him, "Those doctors I hired are
skilled."
Grandpa nodded with a smile. "Bright, thank you."
"Don't mention it," said Bright, "It is my choice and my responsibility."
"I'm so glad I left Rose with you. I wouldn't be worried even if I pass away now." Grandpa believed in
Bright's character.
"Grandpa, don't say that. Rose would be sad to hear that." Bright ended the unpleasant conversation
and said, "I'll go up and get changed first, then I'll come down and have breakfast with you."
"Good," Grandfather nodded, "Then I'll take a walk in the garden."
Bright went upstairs and into his bedroom. He took a shower first, then changed into a white shirt and a
dark blue suit. Looking in the mirror, he tied a tie and put on his watch.
He was tall, and had strong aura. Now when he wore the clothes, his business-like prominent
appearance was outshone.
When Bright went out of the dressing room, Rose got up. Looking at Bright, who had already done
everything meticulously, she felt ashamed seeing Bright had such a strong self-discipline.
"Rose, go back to work at YM Group," Bright said, "I'll support the family, and you can do what you like
with your work."
"But who will take care of Grandpa when I go to work?" Rose was worried.
"Grandpa would be over-thinking if you didn't go to work." Bright patted on her hand, "Just don't let
Grandpa worry about you."
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