After drinking some wine, Sachin called the driver to drive. He and Rosiley sat in the back seat.
As soon as he got in the car, he leaned against the back of his seat and closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Rosiley asked with concern, "Are you feeling sick?"
Sachin turned his head and smiled, "No, I'm just a little tired.”
During this period, apart from dealing with REG's affairs, he had to deal with trivial matters of the Lu family's property. He was
He looked worn. Rosiley felt distressed and raised her hand to massage his temples.
Sachin's clear black eyes were fixed on her pretty face with tenderness.
"Sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when we get there."
Rosiley said in a soft voice. Her fingertips moved slowly and gently, as if she was composing a song that could make people fall asleep.
Only in front of her, would Sachin show his weakness without any scruples.
Gradually, he was sleepy. Her face was getting blurry.
He was asleep.
Rosiley told the driver to drive slowly. She stared at him. Her hand stopped moving and her fingertips stroked down his outline. Finally, she stopped on his eyebrows and gently stroked him.
He was a privileged and proud person. But he married her.
If she hadn't seen Yunis's betrayal that day, hadn't met Sachin, hadn't heard Lane's words and plucked up her courage, perhaps....
Now, they were just strangers.
Thinking of this, she panicked.
Rosiley looked down and smiled. She was glad that she had met him.