With You For the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 29

"Mr. Gu, where are you going?" Chen, his driver, took a seat in the front and turned to ask, "Are you going back to Gu's house? Or go back to the hotel?"

Because of the busy work these days, Burke had booked a long-term suite not far from the building of the Gu Group for the sake of convenience. For convenience, he seldom went back to the house.

Without answering Chen's question, Burke leaned against the back seat and looked out of the window lonely. The bright light in the underground parking lot came in and covered his depressed face.

"Where do you want to go when you are in a bad mood?"

His abrupt question left Chen stunned. After a while, he realized that Burke was asking him. He scratched his head and responded, "When I'm in bad mood, I'll go home. I'll be happy to see my husband and eat the food Rose cooks."

As Chen said, his swarthy face flushed with shyness.

Mr. Gu never asked him about his private affairs. It made him a little at a loss.

"Go home..." Muttered Burke in a low voice. Then he sneered at the corners of his mouth. For him, where was his home?

The Gu's house? It seemed like a home.

But in the past two months, only he was left alone in the house of Gu family, empty and dark, without Rose.

'Rose...' Burke muttered this name in his mind. Suddenly, there was an answer.

"To the manor." Burke ordered flatly.

After a quick wash, Rose was ready to go to bed, but she was too preoccupied to get into sleep. Her father's case, her dead mother, the indifference of Burke, the hostility of Amanda, the ridicule of Sue and the departure of her unborn child had made her suffer and sleepless.

Rose closed her eyes and tried not to think about it.

After a long time, a light sound of footsteps came from the door, and the door of the room was opened gently. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Obviously, the man did not want to wake Rose up, so he walked lightly deliberately.

Although the manor was located in the countryside, in order to ensure the safety of the grandma and Rose, Burke specially sent several more security guards to patrol everywhere in the manor twenty-four hours. What's more, the security facilities of the backyard were also personally designed by Burke. The security problems could completely not be worried, and it was impossible for outsiders to come in.

Moreover, Sophie, who was sent by the grandma to take care of Rose, was waiting for her downstairs. It was late at night, and there was only one person who could easily get in and out of Rose's room, that was, Burke.

'What is Burke doing here at this time?' Thinking of this, Rose tightened her grip on the quilt, sweating. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Burke slowed down his pace and walked to Rose's bed. With the dim light from the bedside lamp, he looked at her in sleep. Then he tucked her in, took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, loosened his sleeves, and lay down beside her. He gently held her in his arms, gently touching a fragile treasure, afraid of touching it.

The scent of man mixed with water quickly came to Rose. She could never forget this dreamy scent. It was the familiar scent from Burke.

The faint fragrance and familiar body temperature of Rose comforted him unprecedentedly.

He didn't know why, but as soon as he saw Rose, his heart calmed down, and all the unnecessary troubles were isolated outside.

When he was with Rose, he could always forget the trouble in work temporarily.

But it was also this woman who was foolish. She challenged his bottom line again and again, and brought him the biggest trouble in his life.

He felt himself more and more unlike himself.

Burke held Rose in his arms, like a boy holding his favorite toys. With the tiredness of working day after day, he finally lay down all his defenses and soon fell asleep.

On the contrary, Rose was surprised and uneasy by the sudden arrival of Burke.

Although it was not the first time to sleep in the same bed with him, they had been quarreling all the time since they got married. It was the first time to sleep in such a quiet night.

It was the first time for Rose to feel the fragility of Burke after being apart for so many years.

Slightly turning her head, Rose looked at the sleeping face of Burke, as if he was still the young man full of secrets under the sycamore tree.

The one who needed her company.

Shocked by this idea, Rose shook her head with self-mockery.