Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“Arabella … I’ve loved you for so long … Why don’t you love me? I had planned to get married with you after graduation … Why did you leave?” The voice continued.

“Okay. Get married.” His friend comforted him very perfunctorily.

“Please marry, marry me.” The man seemed to have taken it seriously. He stood up drunkenly, accidentally knocked over the wine glasses and made a mess of cups and plates.

“Hey! Jaquan!” his friend shouted, “You can’t drink yourself unconscious in such a place. Wait here. Excuse me for a minute and I’ll call a cab to pick you up. Don’t walk around.”

“Please don’t leave me,” the man shouted drunkenly, “Arabella … I love you so much…”

Emma slowly got up and paced to the man’s booth.

The man nearly fell asleep at the table. She saw his eyes half-closed with very long eyelashes. He was lying on the table like a child. Feeling someone around him, he reached out and grabbed Emma. Then he slowly opened his eyes.

His beautiful eyes shone like a pearl, painting his straight face with extra charm.

Looking at him, Emma asked mockingly, “You said you love her very much. Will you love her for the rest of your life?”

The man mistakenly took her as Arabella. He held a small thing in front of her, and kept saying, “Marry me … Arabella … I love you…”

Emma smiled when she looked down and recognized that he was holding a peanut in his hand.

She did a lot of things tonight that she hadn’t dared to do for so many years.

Just one more thing left.

She thought so.

“Alright, I’ll marry you.” After eating the peanut, she supported him with her arms, and dragged him towards the private room at the end of the corridor.

Helping him lie down on the bed, she closely watched his face for the first time. He was indeed a good-looking guy with a young body. She guessed that he might be only two or three years older than her.

He dressed casually. They were not high-priced designer clothes. But his shoes were limited edition, and she could tell that he was a fan of sneakers.

His watch wasn’t expensive. A Patek Philippe, somewhere between 500,000 and 600,000.

Born into a comparatively rich family, he didn’t have to worry about his living. No wonder he only thought about love affairs all day long.

“Will you love her for the rest of your life?” She asked again.

He was too drunk to answer any question. He would only say, “I love you … I really love you…”

Only then was Emma convinced that she did come from the Alberton family. They were cold-blooded and hated all of the good in their lives. They would rather make others suffer with them than bear the pain alone.

The man kept saying that he only loved one woman.

keep his promise in the

it was

ruin his dream

She started to stroke his cheek, then his forehead, his eyes, his nose, and

gave him a tentative

first kiss. At a loss, she could only

her so hard with his tongue and

young, so her body was very flexible. Even so, she almost couldn’t get out of bed

up. Before she left, she looked at the man on the bed. His hair was very soft. Last night she ripped off a lot from

so beautiful that she thought she should take

what was

an eighteenth birthday

on the way back, she looked

She regretted.

regretted ruining the enthusiasm of

be loved

was so tired that she

our stop!” The conductor’s voice was as loud as a

this voice, Emma suddenly opened her eyes. Then she met a pair of

couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or reality. She stared at Jaquan blankly until he laughed. Just awakening from sleep, he

was exactly the same as the last voice she heard in her dream. It turned out to be a

she was. The only thing left

sat up and said, “Get up. We’ll

checked herself in confusion, only to find herself with messy

This was…

with you?” Jaquan asked Emma as he saw her sitting there blankly. He sat closer and said, “Does the wound on your back hurt? Go wash up. I’ll change your

“Get out,” she said.

begged her

to get out!” She pointed at the door

time Emma

up and walked

while. She got up and brushed her teeth. When she came out, Jaquan

“Sorry, I…”

She went into Janessa’s room, packed her suitcase, took her clothes and went into the

too … last

he could finish, she slammed the

“…”

speak to her for several times, but she could always manage to interrupt him. Either she

his room, confused. He changed his clothes, hurriedly took his suitcase and

to make room for his mother and Mr. Jaquan, he had come out at