CEO's Substitute Bride

Alyssa's heart suddenly softened.

He was really drunk.

If he pretended to be drunk, he would not call her "mother.”

In his heart, his mother was a very important and heavy character. He would not joke about it.

It was not a problem for him to not let others touch him when he was drunk. It was because he trusted her and only trusted her.

That was why he was like this.

Alyssa suddenly did not know what to do.

Emmett was a man with deep thoughts, but on the other hand, he was also the kind of person who expressed his emotions the most directly.

Previously, she had asked if he was only good to her because she was like Rosalie. He did not even lie and directly admitted it.

Hate is hate, like is like. He did not know how to speak flowery words and did not bother to lie.

Alyssa sighed and found pajamas to change for Emmett.

Emmett was already in a daze, but he still cooperated with Alyssa to change his clothes for him.

When Alyssa finished changing his clothes, he had completely fallen asleep. His face was quiet and noble, and the gloominess between his brows had dissipated. He was just like an ordinary rich family's child.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and felt it. He felt that there was only a blanket in his hand. Even though he didn't open his eyes, his brows knit tightly.

This was the first time Alyssa felt her heart ache when she saw a man frown.

She put her hand into Emmett's hand. He immediately clenched it tightly. His tightly knitted brows gradually relaxed and he fell asleep peacefully.

…

The next day.

Emmett opened his eyes. After his consciousness returned to the cage, he felt there was a person in his arms. She was warm and soft against his chest. The two of them were in an intimate position.

The hangover made him momentarily lost.

His face quickly darkened, but very quickly, he smelled Alyssa's scent. He found that he was lying in the bedroom at home.

His brows relaxed and he lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms.

Alyssa took care of Emmett last night and slept late, so she was still sleeping soundly.

Her long hair spread out and she was covered in a white cotton pyjamas. Her face was red from the heat in the blanket. She did not have the usual charming look after makeup, but instead added a trace of childishness and cuteness.

Emmett stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the tip of her nose. The corner of his mouth was smiling as he softly muttered, "Little girl."

A little girl four years younger than him.

He stared at Alyssa for a long time, then he could not help but lower his head to kiss her.

From her eyebrows to the tip of her nose, then from the tip of her nose to her chin, just as the wildfire was about to burn, Emmett got out of bed in time and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath and coming out, Emmett was already refreshed. Seeing that Alyssa was still sleeping, he could not help but walk over and take another look. He tucked the corner of the blanket for her, then turned around and went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Alyssa was woken up by hunger.

She rubbed her stomach and sat up from the bed. Suddenly, she thought of what happened last night. She turned her head to look beside her and found that it was empty. She unexpectedly heaved a sigh of relief.

At the same time, she was also a little disappointed.

She looked at the time and found that it was already 10 o'clock.

Emmett did not have the habit of staying in bed. He always got up early.

She came out after washing up and heard a knock on the door.

People who lived in this villa would knock on the door. There were only those bodyguards. Alyssa asked, "What is it?"

The one who spoke was not a man, but a woman's voice, "Young Madame, will you come down for breakfast now, or will I bring it to you?”

When did the maid come to the villa?

Alyssa walked over and opened the door. Sure enough, she saw a middle-aged woman in maid attire standing at the door.

The middle-aged woman saw Alyssa and was stunned for a moment. She quickly lowered her head and greeted respectfully, "Young Madame."

"You are?" Alyssa remembered that there was no maid at home.

"My name is Jessie. Young Madame can call me Jessie if you don't mind." The middle-aged woman smiled and her attitude was amiable.

"Jessie." Alyssa called out and asked her, "Where is Emmett?"

"The young master is in the study." When Jessie mentioned Emmett, there was a kind smile on her face. "You can go and find him."

A few short words had already made Alyssa understand that Jessie was not just a simple maid.

Alyssa changed her clothes and went to Emmett’s study room.

She pushed the door open and saw Emmett knocking on something on the computer.

He did not look up, but he knew Alyssa had come in.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Alyssa said hesitantly, "Not yet."

What happened last night made her mood very complicated.

It was as if there were two little people pulling at her in her heart.

One of them made her firm her thoughts. She did not want to talk about love or not. She just wanted to be a respectful husband and wife with Emmett just like that.