Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emma looked at him calmly. “I’m taking something off your head.”

“What is it?” He asked.

She spread her hand on which there was a white fiber.

Jaquan was not satisfied with her explanation. He was sure that she was gently touching his hair.

The screen was dark. He could not see the emotions in her eyes clearly, so he could only feel it via the indistinct touch of that hand…

Did she kind of like him?

These days, he had to stay at home, hearing Felice’s earnest teachings, but there was always a voice in his heart.

“Listen, just do whatever you want before it’s too late.”

‘If Emma has an accident today and dies… if…’

He didn’t want to think much about it. He only knew that when he saw her safe and sound, he shook in his shoes and was desperate to rush over and hug her tightly.

Emma pulled out her hand and dodged it. Jaquan did not force her but restrained his overwhelming excitement. After taking a deep breath, he sat back on another chair and said, “The other hand of yours isn’t applied medicine.”

“No need.” Emma lowered her head and looked at her bloody sweater. She had just walked over without her suitcase, so she did not have a change of clothes.

Jaquan walked over with some cotton balls, grabbed her by the arm and made her sit down, “Sit down.”

Emma sat there cooperatively, but this time, she lowered her head without looking at anything but her injured arm.

After all the bandaging was done, Jaquan stood up and took off his coat and a light brown sweater. Finally only a white shirt remained.

He put the sweater on Emma. After that he asked her a question that he had always wanted to ask, “Why do you hate me?”

Emma was surprised. She rubbed the sweater from which rose the familiar smells of his perfumes and sweats and barbecue. All these shaped his uniqueness.

“Someone broke my heart before, so I don’t like men.” She said calmly.

It was what he had said.

Jaquan chuckled.

“You’re lying.” His voice was getting closer and closer as he approached her. He lowered his head until the two met eyes to eyes and nearly nose to nose. When she wanted to retreat, he said, “You get on well with Collin, Armando, Randy and Ferne. Everyone except me.”

Emma clenched her fists.

confused and absent-minded smile. “But just now,

and said, “I have

said at

a hush in

calmly looked back at him, “Mr. Jaquan, please stop kidding me. I have a husband, and

Before she could finish…

head and kissed her on the lips.

eyes widened and hardened her arms pushed him

drunk, you kissed me like this.” Jaquan took a few steps back and stroked her lips with his thumb. “I’ve been thinking about who you mistook me for. No other man has been around you. I always dreamed at night that you were kissing me, constantly … I suddenly realized that you

struggled violently, but both of her arms were injured, and her back ached slightly. Jaquan even used great strength to sandwich her between the wall and his chest. She was trapped there due to the big difference

me.” Jaquan stared at her wet

her head

chin. At that moment, Emma acted. She swiftly seized him by the arm and gave him a back suplex.

“…”

seemed that his backbone was

immediately shouted, “I like you! Whether you hate me or not,

stopped. She suddenly turned around, looking at him and said, “You like Arabella, and you

widened in

and said after a long time,

“…”

his waist, he was puzzled and looked at Emma, who was close to

do you like

said in a low voice, “I don’t know. By the

do you like Arabella?”

together. I might have stayed with her for

I don’t like one.” Emma

“…”

frowned. Did she like

push

sure about the feelings she had

he

he bet she liked him. That was why he said

did she just

Arabella, and you must

the hell