Come on Daddy! Chapter 338 In fact, I Always Like You

Rose went to work the next day and still received the same white roses as yesterday, but she still gave
them away.

She dared not tell Bright about someone sending her flowers, for fear that he might be suspicious or
cause unnecessary misunderstanding.

It was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the one who sent her flowers. If someone sent her
flowers next time, she would ask Amy to reject it.

Rose then received a call from Nora, "Rose, when you are free today? Bring Doris over for a dinner. I
haven't seen Doris for a long time."

"I've already returned to work at YM Group and will only be free after work." Rose took a sip of warm
water.

"When did you go back to work? I don't even know it." Nora was shocked.

"I just got back yesterday. I haven't had time to talk to you." Rose has just started her job these days,
and she was very busy. "I happen to have something to tell you. I will talk about it when I come to your
home after work."

"Well, I'll wait for you," said Nora.

After finishing the call with Nora, Rose threw herself into her work and didn't realize it was off time until
she saw there were few people in the department.

She quickly packed things up and left.

Rose didn't realize it was raining until she came out of the hall. She picked up the spare umbrella in her
bag. When she was about to step to the side of the street to take a taxi, a BMW stopped in front of her,



blocking her way.

As Rose started to make a detour, the door was pushed open and a man in dark glasses got out.
"Rose, it's me," he shouted to her.

Rose then looked at the man, who took off his sunglasses and showed his face. She recognized it was
Thomas.

Her eyes flashed with surprise. How could he be here?

"It's good that I can catch you off work." Thomas opened the trunk door and bent down to hold out a
bunch of flowers.

When Rose saw the white roses, she felt a little recoiled.

"It's for you, Rose." Thomas stepped forward and handed the bouquet to her.

Rose did not take it, but just looked at him. "Why send me flowers?"

"Do you like white roses?" Thomas was a bit annoyed when he saw she didn't take it. "I remember you
like white roses in schooldays. If you don't like white roses, tell me what kind of flowers you like, and I'll
give them to you."

"Thomas, I don't like flowers now. Don't waste money on it," Rose rejected him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like flowers... Then I invite you to dine with me so I can make up for my
mistakes." Thomas changed tactics.

"What mistakes you have made?" Rose confused. Was it because she didn't like flowers?

"It was I who sent you white roses these two days," Thomas admitted.



Rose was more shocked. It turned out that the flowers were sent by him.

"Don't send flowers anymore." Rose felt annoyed, but it was glad to know who sent the flowers, so that
she could handle the things.

"Well, I won't," Thomas said seriously, "Shall we go to have dinner? I've already booked a restaurant
and the setting is very nice."

"Sorry, I have an appointment with Nora, so..." Rose had to refuse his offer.

In fact, even if she didn't make an appointment with Nora, she wouldn't go to dinner with Thomas. After
all, she was married, so she should not be too casual, otherwise she would cause troubles if Bright
knew about it.

"Well... It's just not the right time," said Thomas with disappointment, "Why not let me send you there?"

"No, I will go there myself." Rose shook her head.

"No. Anyway, I live nearby Springhill Villa. It's just on my way. Don't refuse me, Rose." Thomas went to
the front of the car and opened the passenger door for Rose, expecting her to get on.

Seeing that Thomas was so enthusiastic and she reminded that he had sent her and Sia back, Rose
had to accept that.

"All right, then." Rose got into his car.

Thomas was full of joy, feeling that this was the first step to get close to Rose, then he got on the
happily, and left the YM Group branch.

Along the way, Thomas seemed a little excited, while Rose was very quiet.



When Thomas was waiting for the red light, he looked at Rose sideways and said, "Why don't you
talk?"

Rose did not know what to say, but Thomas asked again, "Rose, do you still remember my favorite
song when I was in school?"

Rose shook her head. She didn't know and didn't care.

"Yes, at that time you only had Sky in your heart, so no wonder you never care about me." Thomas was
a little lost, and was envious of Sky. "Now you have left him. Rose, there's one thing I've been meaning
to tell you..."

"Thomas, it's green light." Rose looked at the road and reminded him.

She felt nervous and had a feeling that something was about to happen, so she wanted to stop what he
was about to say.

"Actually, Rose, I always like you," Thomas bravely expressed his mind.

Rose did not know how to face such a sudden confession. She just clenched her purse, and said,
"Thomas, thank you for your appreciation, but I..."

Thomas drove passed the intersection, while said in a relaxed tone, "Don't so nervous. I am not to
force you to make any decision. I just want to express what I have hid in my heart. Of course, I also
want to fight for myself a chance to pursue you, and give you a chance to know me."

"Thomas, I'm sorry, but I've already ..."

Rose's voice came to a halt as the car screeched to a halt.

Rose was pushed forward by inertia, but luckily, she was restrained by the safety belt.



Thomas did not expect there would be a car catching up so fast from behind, and then drove past him,
and stopped right in front of him, forcing him to stop.

"How did this man drive!? Doesn't he know it's dangerous?" Thomas looked at the Maserati in front,
burning with anger, "Stay here and I would see what happened."

Rose looked at the Maserati... Taking a look at the license plate, she thought, 'Isn't this his car?'

Thomas had got off the car now. Rose also unfastened her seat belt and pushed the door to get off.

Maserati's driver also got off the car, and said to Thomas, "Mr. Thomas, how much do you want us to
pay?"

"I..." Thomas did not think the other side would solve the problem so directly, "I do not want any
compensation, I need an apology! Who would drive like that!? Do you think this is in your
home?"


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