With You For the Rest of My Life

"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.
She shouldn't indulge herself in his arms anymore.
Rose tried to get rid of him, but found that his arm was getting tighter and tighter.
"Let me go, Burke." Rose tried hard to break loose from his arms around her waist. Her clear mind reminded her that she could
no longer indulge in his tenderness.
His tenderness was a trap, which would only push her deeper.
"Rosy, please don't leave me. Please don't leave me." Begged Burke in his dream as he tightened his arms.
However, Rose burst into tears when she heard him call her name gently.
'Burke, instead of Amy, the name you called in your dreams finally became me.'
But we can't go back.
Tears large wet the sheet.
A sleepless night it was.
The next morning, the sky was slightly bright. Rose squinted and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already six o'clock in the
morning.
Usually at this time, she got up early and went to the manor for a run.
But now, things seemed to be difficult for her.
Glancing at the hands still firmly around her waist, Rose sighed.

She was still in sound sleep.
Rose turned slightly and looked at him carefully.
He had a good appearance, and in his sleep, he was not as fierce as he was in the business world. Instead, he was like a child.
She looked like a child in need of protection.
He kept mumbling her name in his dream last night.
What was he dreaming about?
Rose reached out her hand and tried to touch his face, but she stopped.
She shouldn't be so ridiculous.
"Good morning, Burke." She tried to free herself from his arms.
"Yes..." Burke woke up with a groan, feeling that he was still in his dream. Otherwise, how could he see Rose in front of him?
"Rosy." Burke smiled at Rose, she was right here with him, so good.
"Let me go." Said Rose.
"No, I won't let you go." Burke pleaded like a child, holding her even tighter.
Hearing what he said, Rose was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. She had never seen him like this during these years.
Burke was the CEO of the Gu consortium. If others knew that he was like a child, they would laugh at him.
"Let me go." Rose coaxed him patiently, knowing that he was still not awake.
If he was sober, they would have been at loggerheads again.
"Where are you going?" He asked in a low voice, burying his head in her neck.