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.

revealed a confused and absent-minded smile. “But just

stood up and said, “I have to go. Stony is still waiting for

like me.” Jaquan said at the same

a hush

calmly looked back at him, “Mr. Jaquan, please stop kidding me. I

Before she could finish…

lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. The moment he went

widened and hardened her arms pushed

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

used great strength to sandwich her between the wall and his chest. She was trapped there

at her

lowered her head

Emma acted. She swiftly seized him by the arm and gave

“…”

his backbone was about

“I like

looking at him and said,

eyes widened in

frowned and said after a long time, “I don’t like

“…”

up. With one hand supporting his waist, he was puzzled and looked at Emma, who was close to the door. “I like you. I can’t like her now even if you ask me to. What should

you like

By the time I realized it, it had been so

like Arabella?” She

together. I might have stayed with her for a long time. Then…” He didn’t know

you are a play boy, and I don’t like one.” Emma opened

“…”

Did she like him or

push someone they liked

about the feelings she had for him. Jaquan himself couldn’t even believe

moment she touched his hair, he felt as if he

bet she liked him. That was why he

did she

like Arabella, and you

hell is