CEO's Substitute Bride

After taking off her shoes, Alyssa realized that the skin on her feet was red and swollen.

Even though she was wearing snow boots, she could still be stepped on like this by high heels. This was enough to show how much Skylar hated her to the core.

Emmett's expression darkened. He raised his head and looked at her with an unfriendly gaze.

Alyssa shrunk her neck. "It doesn't hurt at all."

She suddenly remembered that she had sprained her ankle. She swallowed her saliva and said, "Just a little."

Emmett did not say anything. He put on the socks for her.

His expression was still gloomy, but his movements were very gentle.

Alyssa felt that Emmett was not as scary as he looked.

She thought about the elevator and asked Emmett curiously, "What did you do in the elevator just now? Did the elevator fall? Skylar will be fine, right?"

He said lightly, "She won't die."

It was simple. A simple sentence made Alyssa's neck turn cold.

If she did not die, she would definitely be seriously injured.

After returning home, Emmett pressed Alyssa onto the bed and sat down. He went to find on ointment and came back.

Ever since Alyssa's foot injury incident, there was a medical kit in the bedroom. The medical kit contained various types of ointments that cured injuries due to the beating.

Emmett sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of the bed and placed Alyssa's feet on his knees. He squeezed some ointment on his fingers and lowered his eyes. He focused and applied the ointment on her feet seriously.

When he returned to the bedroom, Emmett did not have the time to change his suit. Even though he sat cross-legged on the floor, his natural cold aura did not diminish.

Looking from Alyssa's direction, he could only see his neat short hair, his drooping eyelashes, and the tip of his nose.

Alyssa tilted her head slightly and saw him frowning slightly. He tightly shut his lips and focused his gaze on her feet, as if he was dealing with some troublesome project loophole.

His expression was still cold and hard, but it inexplicably made her feel that the current Emmett was very gentle.

Most of the time, the more solid something was, the more moving it was inside.

Alyssa recalled the first time she saw Emmett, when he barged into the room. That frivolous expression and tone of his made her never think that there would be a day when that man would gently and carefully wipe her medicine.

Alyssa's heart moved and she called out, "Emmett."

"Yes." Emmett did not even raise his head. His hands did not stop wiping the medicine for her.

He thought Alyssa called him because she had something to say, but after waiting for a while, he did not hear Alyssa speak again. He could not help but raise his head to look at her.

Coincidentally, he had almost finished applying the medicine for Alyssa. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was stopped by the kiss coming at him.

Alyssa rarely took the initiative.

He was only stunned for a moment. He stood up and pushed Alyssa back onto the bed.

Perhaps it was because Alyssa's response was too enthusiastic, Emmett's breathing quickly became heavier.

When the two of them were kissing passionately, Emmett suddenly stood up. The flames in his eyes were not extinguished yet. He said in a hoarse voice, "I will go wash my hands first."

Alyssa looked at his back and thought in a daze, what does kissing have to do with washing your hands?

When Alyssa reacted, all the clothes on her body were gone.

His tone was evil and he asked her softly, "Now do you know why I washed my hands?"

Alyssa's face was already extremely red. Now that he asked her this question, She was so red that she was about to drip blood. She bit her lips and glared at him.

Emmett's heart was about to melt from her glare.

He leaned over and kissed her. "You obviously like it very much."

Alyssa was embarrassed and angry. She was about to retort, but he kissed her lips.

…

The next day.

Alyssa woke up habitually at seven and wanted to get up.

However, just as she moved, she was pushed back to the bed by the man beside her.

Emmett's deep voice had a hint of haziness when he had just woken up. "You don't have to go to work. Why are you getting up so early?"

Only then did Alyssa remember that she did not need to go to the Moore Group to work today.

Thinking about this, she actually felt a little empty.

As she thought about it in her heart, she unconsciously said it out loud.

Emmett, who was sitting by the side, was about to get out of bed. When he heard this, he said meaningfully, "I cannot go to work and stay at home to fill up your empty mood."

Alyssa did not know what to say.

She reached out and touched her small waist. She said unhappily, "Go to work quickly!"

"You weren't like this last night. Now that you're satisfied, you don't recognize anyone when you lift up your pants?" Emmett said something shameless, but his expression was very serious.

Alyssa was very sure that she would never be as shameless as Emmett in her life.