CEO's Substitute Bride

Alyssa ate a little too much at night and was vomiting badly now, so it didn’t smell good inside the car.

She could not smell it herself, but Emmett felt it was very obvious.

He only frowned slightly. When she finished vomiting, he took a tissue and wiped her. Then he took out a bottle of water from the car and handed it to her.

"Let’s get out of the car." Emmett's voice had calmed down.

He opened the car door and got out. He took off his coat and sweater, which were stained with Alyssa's vomit. All that was left was a thin shirt.

Alyssa, on the other hand, did not have anything on her body.

When she got out of the car, the cold wind blew over and she felt much more refreshed.

She turned her head and looked at Emmett, who was only wearing a thin shirt. She could not help but ask, "Is it cold?"

When she looked at Emmett, Emmett also turned to look at her.

She had just vomited once, and her eyes were wet. Her eyes were slightly red, and her face was pale. The way she pursed her lips and looked at him touched Emmett’s heart.

He was about to say “What do you think” but looking at her like this, he changed his words to, “I’m not cold.”

Alyssa was ready to accept Emmett's venomous tongue and then she was about to say, "Serves you right." In the end, he said that he was not cold.

Young Master Lawrence was indeed not an ordinary person. The temperature was almost zero and he was actually not cold in his thin shirt.

Emmett's "not cold" was not just to say it. Alyssa was shivering in the cold wind while Emmett did not react at all.

…

The car was dirty, so Alyssa and Emmett took a taxi back together.

As for Emmett's car, let the bodyguards drive it back.

When they got home, Emmett went to the study to take a bath. Alyssa went back to the bedroom to take a bath.

When Alyssa came out of the bathroom, she found Emmett already wearing a robe and sitting on the sofa by the window.

The big lamp in the room was not turned on. There was a dim yellow floor lamp beside him. The halo enveloped his body, making him look a little more gentle.

But no one knew better than Alyssa.

In Emmett's body, all gentleness was an illusion.

Alyssa walked towards him and prepared to sit beside him.

Unexpectedly, just as she walked over, Emmett wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

He passed the red wine in his hand to Alyssa's lips. "Take a sip."

Alyssa frowned and pushed it away, "I don't want to drink." After washing up, she did not want to eat anything or drink anything.

Emmett did not force her. He took a sip and pressed his lips against hers.

His tongue opened her lips and poured the red wine into her mouth.

Alyssa was caught off guard and almost choked on the wine.

Emmett reached out and stroked her hair. His actions were gentle and comforting.

After Alyssa recovered, she gave Emmett a heavy hammer on his chest.

Emmett wrapped his hand around her small fist and slightly lowered his eyelids to cover his emotions. His voice was indifferent. "Is he the reason why you get rid of the bodyguards?"

His incoherent words made Alyssa puzzled for a moment before she realized what he was talking about.

"What do you mean?" Did he mean that she had thrown off her bodyguard just to meet Henry?

Emmett looked up at her. "You want to leave me?"

"What did you say?" Alyssa’s heart skipped a beat and she frowned. "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You don't want to take wedding photos. You don’t want marry me." Emmett's expression did not change much when he spoke, but Alyssa could hear a trace of tension in his voice.

"I explained it to you before."

Emmett did not want to hear her explanation at all. He knew what Alyssa was thinking in her heart.

He hooked one hand around her waist and the wine glass in his other hand fell to the ground. The floor was covered with a blanket. The wine glass did not break. The unfinished wine was soaked into the carpet.

Alyssa was sitting on him. Emmett wrapped her waist and legs around his body. He stood up and carried her to the bed. The two rolled onto the bed together.

Alyssa was a little out of herself and panted as she asked, "You and Skylar are divorced?"

"Yes." Emmett's forehead was covered in sweat. He replied with heavy breathing.