A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

When Harold got home, he saw Audrey was reading a book on the sofa. She fell asleep with a blanket covering her

body while Bryson was sitting with a laptop on his knee.

Harold was about to call Bryson as Bryson made a gesture to keep quiet.

Seeing that gesture, Harold did not say anything.

However, Harold still disturbed Audrey, who was sleeping soundly.

Audrey opened her eyes in a daze when she saw Harold. Audrey said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Quentin."

"Yes."

Audrey moved a little and the blanket fell to her feet. She was slightly surprised when she tilted her head and saw

Bryson sitting next to her.

"When did you wake up?" Audrey wondered.

"I've been awake for a while." Bryson smiled and looked at Audrey. He raised his hand and removed the hair on her

temples behind her ear.

Audrey was embarrassed.

Audrey was reading a book to accompany Bryson, but she unexpectedly fell asleep.

Seeing Bryson turning off the laptop, Audrey looked at him with some disappointment. She asked, "Will you leave

now?"

Feeling the reluctance in Audrey's words, Bryson looked at her and smiled meaningfully. "Do you want me to stay?

It's fine if you don't want me to leave. As long as we get married as soon as possible, I can live here with you

aboveboard."

Audrey blushed and quickly waved her hand. She said, "Aren't you leaving? It's getting dark. Hurry up, lest grandma

worries about you."

After sending Bryson away, Audrey glanced at the clock hanging in the living room. It was eleven o'clock. She

frowned and walked to Harold's room without knocking.

Harold didn't have the habit of locking the door, so Audrey easily unlocked the door.

Harold was changing his clothes in his room and was just about to put on his shirt.

Harold was holding his leisurewear.

Harold calmly put on his shirt while ridiculing Audrey, "Although you are my sister, I am a man. Can you knock on

the door when you come into my room next time?"

Audrey said disapprovingly, "You didn't lock the door."

Harold was speechless.

Before Harold put on his clothes, Audrey saw a scar on his arm. She stepped forward and rolled up the sleeve to

find a scar.

Audrey glared at Harold and asked, "What happened?"

"Oh, I accidentally hit it," Harold replied.

Audrey did not believe it.

"I often make contact with the injured. I can tell at a glance that your injury was not caused by an accident, but by

the poison." Audrey hit the nail on her head. She added, "Were you injured by the reagent?"

Harold did not dare to look at Audrey.

Audrey was so smart that she could immediately know the truth.

Harold coughed and explained, "I can't hide anything from you, Audrey. I got hurt because I accidentally touched a

reagent bottle when I was experimenting."

Audrey looked at the wound on Harold's arm worriedly. "Why are you so careless?"

"Audrey, it's fine. It's already starting to scab. Don't worry." Harold responded.

In the face of Harold's explanation and comfort, Audrey did not feel relieved, but she was more worried.

Audrey looked at Harold and asked seriously, "I feel delighted that you are dedicated to your work. However, you

must stop where it should stop. You have to take care of yourself."

Harold smiled and said, "Alright. You don't have to worry about me."

Audrey said, "I am serious. You wake up so early every morning. You have to go to school during the day and do

experiments at night. You go home very late every day, or you just don't even come home all night. You..."

"Well, the more you talk, the more verbose you become. I know how to take care of myself. Don't worry." Harold

said.

"Are you clear or are you pretending to be clear?" Audrey wondered.

"I studied medicine. I know better than anyone how to take care of my body. I am fine." Harold said.

"Really?" Audrey looked at Harold doubtfully.

"Of course. Look at how healthy I am now. What else is there to worry about?" Harold asked.

Audrey still felt a little worried.

Harold did not give Audrey a chance to speak and pushed her out the door. "Well, I have to get up early tomorrow

morning for school. I am going to sleep. You should go back to your room. Otherwise, staying up late makes you get

wrinkles."

Audrey's face darkened.

She complained, "It's you. You have wrinkles on your face."

"Yes, I have wrinkles on my face. Good night!"

Harold pushed Audrey out of the door and locked it.

Audrey impatiently looked at the closed door.

...

At the Randall Group.

Audrey arrived at the Randall Group ten minutes earlier than the appointed time with Jean.

Walking to the front desk, Audrey offered her business card.

"I'm Audrey from Square Law Firm. I made an appointment with Jean this morning."

The receptionist took a look at Audrey's card and then looked at her. The receptionist politely handed the business

card back and smiled. "Hello, Ms. Audrey, Ms. Jean is attending a conference and it will finish soon. She has already

instructed that if you are here, you can go directly to her office to wait for her. You can go to the elevator there."

The receptionist pointed to an elevator.

"Thank you!"

Audrey put away the business card and walked towards the elevator.

When Audrey arrived at Jean's office floor, Jean's secretary was already waiting at the elevator entrance. Seeing

Audrey come out, the secretary led Audrey into Jean's office.

Sitting on the sofa, Audrey examined Jean's office.

Jean's office style was very similar to Bryson's.

No wonder Jean and Bryson were families.

Audrey saw the time on his phone had just shown nine o'clock when she saw Jean's secretary come out.

Jean's secretary said, "Ms. Jean, Ms. Audrey has arrived and is waiting for you inside."

"Alright, this is the content of the meeting. You should sort out the content according to my standard and send a

new version to me."

"Yes!"

Jean opened the door when she saw Audrey sitting on the sofa.

Audrey stood up politely.

"Hello, Ms. Jean."

Jean raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"Hello, Ms. Audrey. I am sorry for making you wait for a long time," said Jean.