A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 110

Bryson lowered his head to kiss her, but before he could do that, Audrey lay into his hug relaxingly.

Then, Bryson heard her steady breathing.

Bryson didn't know what to say.

He removed Audrey from his chest and stared at the sleeping Audrey seriously.

She did fall asleep.

Bryson sighed in frustration.

There was no need to be mad with a drunkard.

Thinking of this, Bryson picked up Audrey and walked upstairs steadily.

Bryson placed Audrey on the bed in her room and tucked her in. He bent to brush away the broken hair on her forehead and lightly kissed her on the forehead before turning around to leave.

...

This night, Audrey had a very sound sleep.

She had a sweet dream.

In her dream, she was with Bryson. Her grandmother was still alive. The whole family was celebrating her brother's 20th birthday together.

It was a sweet dream. It was so sweet that she was reluctant to wake up for the first time since she met Bryson.

However, dreams were dreams.

When the first sunshine pierced through the darkness and shone into her room, Audrey slowly opened her eyes.

All the good things in her dream disappeared, and she was in reality.

Audrey sighed and slowly sat up.

It seemed that people would dream about things that they didn't have in reality. They hope that all that would come true. But when dreams ended, disappointment followed.

Audrey scratched her messy hair and rubbed her painful temples.

She had too much last night and her head ached. The hangover almost killed her.

Audrey waited until she felt better. Then she sized up the surroundings as her eyebrows frowned.

If she was right, she was drinking at the bar last night. Why was she in her room now? How ... did she come back?

Why didn't she remember?

She must be too drunken so that she could not recall.

In a flash, Bryson's face appeared in her mind.

Last night ... was Bryson sending her back to her room?

This seemed to be the only explanation.

After all, when she was drinking last night, Bryson was still in the study. He probably found her drunk at the bar, so he sent her back to her room with great mercy.

Audrey got up and opened the door.

When she reached the railing beside the stairs, she saw the servant shouting at Bryson, who just finished his morning jogging, "Mr. Bryson."

Bryson was dressed in a white sports short-sleeved suit. His calves and forearm muscles that weren't covered shone slightly due to sweats. A drop of sweat dripped down from his short hair, which looked very sexy and charming.

Audrey's heart skipped a beat when she saw such a scene in the morning.

Bryson took the glass of water that the servant handed over. When he raised his head to drink, he noticed Audrey standing at the top of the stairs. Bryson's gaze froze.

"You're awake?"

Audrey pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly.

"Yes."

Audrey glanced at the bar where was cleaned up already. There was no trace of last night's messy scene.