I quickly refused, "No, it is too late. You should go back home to take a rest."

After all, it is almost twelve o'clock.

Daniell frowned. "What? Do you want to discard me after my help is made use of?"

When he finished speaking, I felt a little embarrassed, so I had to promise him.

When we came downstairs, he pointed to a blue sports car and a bike and asked me, "Which one do you want?"

I pointed to the bike.

Daniell smiled. "I knew you would choose this."

And he got on his bike.

I sat in the back seat. Although he said that I could put my hands on his waist, I refused.

When he was in college, Daniell was the man of choice for many girls. This seat on the back of his bicycle is the dream of many people.

The wind blows in the summer night. I sat on the back of the bike and looked at the view of the street. I felt a little dazed for a moment.

It's like when everything goes back to college.

When his bike reached Daisy's downstairs, he looked at the old building and couldn't help frowning, "Do you live here?"

"Well...I moved out and now live with friends." I made a brief explanation.

Daniell nodded.

He didn't say more.

It wasn't until he left that I realized I had some questions. How did Daniell Cook end up at our company? Is he a new colleague?

I thought as I walked back into the building. As I walked through the gate, I was caught by a big hand on my wrist. Next minute I was pinned against the wall!

Then a voice said, "June Carter, have you forgotten what is written on our marriage agreement?"

There were no lights in the hallway, but I could tell it was Sean's voice.

"Of course I do."

I didn't know why Sean is here, but I have a clear conscience.

"Are you sure you remember the marriage agreement? Why do you go home with other men in the middle of the night? Is that how you remember it?" Sean Jessop's face was so close to me that the rich smell of alcohol sprayed on my face.

I seem to be a little tipsy.

I looked up, met the man's eyes, and said, "Sean Jessop, I have kept my promise from the beginning of this marriage until now."

When I finished my words, I ducked through the gap under the man's arm.

Then I go upstairs.

At the corner, I slightly turn back. The cold moonlight covered the man's body. For a moment I thought the figure of the man looked very lonely.

The next morning when I got to the office, I was called by John.

He told me that the new general manager knew about me and decided to arrange a company dormitory for me.

"Really?" I couldn't believe my ears.

As far as I know, the company dormitory is only provided to the management. How can a small employee like me be given a dormitory?

"Yes. Mr. Cook, the new managing director, made the arrangements." John took out a key and said, "The house is in the neighborhood behind the office. It's less than five minutes' walk."

"Mr. Cook?"

When I heard the last name, there was only one person in my mind.

John had other business, so he let me out first.

I went back to my place and thought about it, and I thought this Mr. Cook was Daniell Cook.

At noon I went to the canteen to eat, and just after I had finished my meal and sat down, there was a commotion at the door. I looked over and saw that Daniell had just bought the meal.

As he walked, employees invited him to sit next to them.

But he looked straight at me.