"At that time, before I confessed, she asked me whether I could be her boyfriend. That's how we got
together. She continued her education and I stayed in the city to work. She would come to see me
whenever she had a holiday, or I would go to see her. We spent the sweetest two years until she
graduated.
Then I didn't know why she became cold. I even caught her hanging out with some rich people. Every
time, these men were different. We had a fight and she said we had to break up.
I was so angry that I agreed without hesitation. Later, I still wanted to make an effort and came to her to
try to have a talk. I didn't believe she was a dissolute girl. I thought that something bad had happened
to her and that we could solve any problem as long as we were together.
But when I came to her, she was holding a man and said that he was her boyfriend. She said she was
getting married. She said marriage and love were different. If she married me, she had nothing. Only
with the rich could she feel safe.
I didn't believe it. But no matter how I tried to keep her, what she said was getting crueler. I made it
clear that I would not break up. I haunted her. Seeing the man trying to kiss her, I was angry and hit
him. But he was powerful. Soon, I was retaliated.
That time, I was broken three ribs, lying in bed for a month before I could get up and move about. She
never showed up. At that time, I lost my job and was evicted because I could not pay the rent. When it
rained, I didn't even have a place to hide. So, I was really unlucky.
Then she showed up and gave me a card, asking me to stop pestering her. I was so angry that I
slapped her. That was the last time I saw her. I got drunk and woke up in a strange hotel, with nothing
on me and no woman. But I knew something that shouldn't have happened had happened.
Then I came to City H. It took me ten years to get to where I am now. As for Wyatt, six years ago,
someone sent me an anonymous email, telling me that there was a child that was my baby at City D
Welfare Center for Children and that I should go and adopt him.
Wyatt was only half a year old when I went there. I took him for a paternity test. He was indeed my
child. It reminded me of the woman I had a one-night stand with. But until now I still don’t know who
she was.
I tried to find it out. But after so many years, there was no clue. So, I just let it go. Now, I only want to
live a good life with Wyatt. But I never thought I would meet Lana again in this city.
The world is not too big. I've only met her a few times while she was surrounded by different rich
people. Last night, she came downstairs to my house and looked pitiful. But I was not as happy as I
had imagined."
After saying his story with Lana, Matthew felt that he put down a heavy burden in his heart and was
much more relaxed.
"Is my story with her very tacky?" Matthew mocked lightly.
"No, that's how things seem real." Rose, after listening to this long story, was also wondering why Lana
had changed so much, "Was she coming to you to start over with you?"
Matthew shook his head, "No. Even if she wanted it, I would never be with her again. What happened
back then hurt me too much that I can't forgive her. And I don't want to suffer any more. I'm forty years
old. I can't afford to recommit the same error."
"Mr. Matthew is now in your prime time as a man. Besides, you don't look like a forty-year-old at all."
Rose thought Matthew was at most thirty-five.
"I'm glad you said that." Matthew looked up at the clock on the wall, "It's time for the meeting. Thank
you for listening to me so much."
"I'm honored to share your worries." Rose didn't feel dull, but happy that he could tell her about it, "Mr.
Matthew, you don't have to worry so much. Follow your heart and your true feelings. You'll get the
answer."
"Thanks." Matthew nodded.
Then, they started working as if nothing had happened.
Three days later, Rose went to pick up the paternity test report from the testing center of the hospital.
She did not open it on the spot, but returned to the car and sat for a while. Then, she calmly opened
the report, skimmed the front, and finally looked at the conclusion, which read No Relationship.
Rose had long been prepared. She had also thought that she and Chandler were not biological father
and daughter.
She had no disappointment or regrets, but rather was relieved and at ease inside.
Rose put the report away and called Bright, "I'll pick Doris up later and take her home. Can you come
back on time today?"
"Yes." Bright was responsive to Rose. As long as she asked, he would definitely come to her side
against all odds.
Rose went grocery shopping and picked up Doris. Today, she had given the servant a day off and
wanted to cook herself.
By the time she was ready for dinner, Bright was back on time.
Rose said as she saw him step into the living room, "Go wash your hands and eat."
Bright walked into the dining room and hugged Rose, who was serving the dishes, "Are you making all
these delicious dishes to feed me, so that I won't go out looking for other women?"
"You can think so if you want." Rose smiled sweetly and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Mrs. Lee, I need to give you an advice." Bright rested his jaw on her shoulder and pressed his thin lips
to her ear.
"What? Just say it."
"These dishes are good. But they're not as good as Mrs. Lee. If you really want to feed me, you should
offer yourself." Bright lightly kissed her white and small earlobe.
Rose felt his wet tongue and couldn't help but tremble lightly.
She pulled his hand off and turned to him. She reached for his tie, her red lips near his thin ones, and
said softly, "Dream on."
With that, she put her palms on his chest and was about to push him away.
Bright naturally did not want her to succeed. He clasped her hand and clipped it behind her back,
holding her easily against the edge of the dining table.
Bright smiled and quickly kissed her on the soft lips. The hot and wet kiss easily made Rose obsessed
and addicted to his superb kissing skills.
"You're right. I am just dreaming." Bright bit her slightly before releasing her.
After the kiss, Rose's lips were red and swollen. She glared at Bright, who was satisfied, "You bad guy."
Bright smiled more brightly and reached out to pinch her cheek, "I am going to change my clothes."
"Tell Doris to come for dinner now."
"OK."
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