Synopsis: On her eighteenth birthday night, she was framed by her fiancé and stepsister, who brought paparazzi to catch her in bed. Her reputation therefore was ruined.
In order to avenge herself, she had to seek a big protective umbrella.
One night, Bryson Cordova, the wealthiest man in Peace City, stood in front of her.
Audrey Koch, who was drunk, looked at the long legs in front of her and got furious, "It's not big at all!"
The next morning, Audrey woke up with a sore back.
Bryson asked, "Is it big?"
Audrey was lost for words.

A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

"Mr. Bryson, my clothes are so dirty now. We'd better keep some distance."


"I'm also going back to my room now!" Bryson still held Audrey's wrist. He extended his arm and pressed the button on the elevator behind her.


"Mr. Bryson, our rooms aren't on the same floor, right?" Audrey said, trying to remind him.


Bryson glanced at her and did not say anything. He directly went in the elevator with her.


'Forget it. It's just taking the same elevator.'


But when she walked out of the elevator on the 16th floor, Bryson walked out, too.


Seeing Bryson follow her toward her room, Audrey was so awkward that she stopped.


"Mr. Bryson, I can go back to my room myself. You don't have to do this!"


She could only turn around, braced herself and walked towards her room.


You Don't Have to Do this