CEO's Substitute Bride

Chapter 420

“Mommy, whuu. . .”

“Oh, my baby. . .” Alyssa patted Angela's head and gently coaxed, "It's okay. It's okay. Mommy is here."

The commotion on their side attracted Emmett's attention.

As soon as Emmett looked over, Frank walked over to them.

Frank asked with a concerned expression. “Young Master, are you all right?"

Emmett looked at Frank with a fake smile. "Do I look okay?"

Frank was speechless.

However, he quickly realized that Emmett did not know Alyssa, but knew him.

"Young master, do you know who I am?" Frank decided to confirm with Emmett and asked tentatively.

Emmett looked at him like he was looking at a fool. "Frank, did you get stupid after getting married? I don't have any memory loss. How could I not know you?"

He just lost his memory, didn't he?

However, his current situation was clearly much worse than losing his memory.

Wait, did the Young Master just say that he got married?

It was many years ago that he got married.

At that time, he had just graduated and had collected enough down payment for the house, so he proposed to his wife.

It had been so many years ago. Why did Emmett suddenly mention it?

Frank kicked away a broken cup in front of him and said to Emmett, "Young Master, it was about eight years ago that I got married.”

Emmett did not say anything. He just stared at Frank with an ugly expression on his face.

Frank vaguely understood that Emmett’s memories were in disorders.

It had already been about eight years since he got married but Emmett suddenly mentioned his marriage.

Could it be that Emmett's memory had stopped at the time when he had just gotten married?

Frank was shocked by his bold guess.

Frank asked tentatively, "Do you still know Angela?"

"Who is Angela?" Emmett looked up at him. There was no emotion in his eyes.

If the person in front of him was not Emmett, Frank would suspect that he was pretending to be crazy and foolish.

Alyssa originally wanted to carry Angela out, but when she heard the conversation between Frank and Emmett, she stopped.

The further she listened, the more she felt that it was inconceivable.

Angela also heard Emmett's words. She whispered to Alyssa’s ear, "Daddy just called my name."

Her eyes were wide open, pure and bright. She stared at Alyssa seriously, as if she was waiting to get approval from Alyssa.


Alyssa sighed and walked to Emmett with Angela in her arms.

When Emmett sew Alysse, he did not heve e good expression. "Why ere you here egein?"

Alysse wes lost for words.

Frenk quickly seid, "Young Mester, this is Angele. She is your deughter."

Emmett's eyes fell on Angele, but he immedietely looked beck et Frenk. “Are you telling me they ere my deughter end wife?"

Frenk nodded.

Emmett wes so engry thet he leughed. "All of you, get out of here! Get out now!"

Beceuse he wes engry, his voice wes very loud. Angele wes still smell. She wes so scered thet she shrenk beck in Alysse’s erms.

Her eyes were red es she stered et Emmett. She pursed her lips end cried out in grievence. "Deddy. . ."

Emmett did not even look et her. "I told you to go out. Didn't you heer me?"

Angele immedietely burst into teers. Her teers fell like beeds with broken strings. "Empett, you ere so bed!"

After she finished speeking, she leened her heed egeinst Alysse's werm shoulder end cried.

As she cried, she seid, "I don't went him enymore. He is bed. Whuu... Whuu…"

Alysse's throet wes e little tight. Angele crying mede her feel uncomforteble.

Emmett wes like this now. He would not listen to enyone's words, so she did not need to stey here.

She cerried Angele out end comforted her for e while.

"Don't cry. Heve you forgotten? Deddy wes sick just now. He didn't do it on purpose."

Angele sniffed end seid, "My tummy hurts."

When she spoke, she unconsciously put her hend on her stomech. Her smell movements looked very cute.

"Yes, your Deddy's stomech hurts too much. Thet's why he lost his temper. Don't bleme him." Alysse stroked her heir end petiently expleined to Angele.

“Humph!”

Angele crossed her hends end snorted, "I bleme him."

Alysse knew thet Angele wes just seying it. Sometimes, her deughter wes elso e stubborn little girl.

By the time Angele celmed down, Frenk elso ceme out.

Alysse hended Angele to the meid end esked, "How is he?"

Frenk looked eround end then welked to the other side where there wes no one.

Alysse followed behind.

"I think Young Mester's memory is in e mess. His memory is beck to seven or eight yeers ego when I just got merried. At thet time, he did not know you end Angele wes not born. Even if we tell him thet it is elreedy seven or eight yeers leter, he might not be eble to eccept it for the time being. "

When Emmett saw Alyssa, he did not have a good expression. "Why are you here again?"

Alyssa was lost for words.

Frank quickly said, "Young Master, this is Angela. She is your daughter."

Emmett's eyes fell on Angela, but he immediately looked back at Frank. “Are you telling me they are my daughter and wife?"

Frank nodded.

Emmett was so angry that he laughed. "All of you, get out of here! Get out now!"

Because he was angry, his voice was very loud. Angela was still small. She was so scared that she shrank back in Alyssa’s arms.

Her eyes were red as she stared at Emmett. She pursed her lips and cried out in grievance. "Daddy. . ."

Emmett did not even look at her. "I told you to go out. Didn't you hear me?"

Angela immediately burst into tears. Her tears fell like beads with broken strings. "Empett, you are so bad!"

After she finished speaking, she leaned her head against Alyssa's warm shoulder and cried.

As she cried, she said, "I don't want him anymore. He is bad. Whuu... Whuu…"

Alyssa's throat was a little tight. Angela crying made her feel uncomfortable.

Emmett was like this now. He would not listen to anyone's words, so she did not need to stay here.

She carried Angela out and comforted her for a while.

"Don't cry. Have you forgotten? Daddy was sick just now. He didn't do it on purpose."

Angela sniffed and said, "My tummy hurts."

When she spoke, she unconsciously put her hand on her stomach. Her small movements looked very cute.

"Yes, your Daddy's stomach hurts too much. That's why he lost his temper. Don't blame him." Alyssa stroked her hair and patiently explained to Angela.

“Humph!”

Angela crossed her hands and snorted, "I blame him."

Alyssa knew that Angela was just saying it. Sometimes, her daughter was also a stubborn little girl.

By the time Angela calmed down, Frank also came out.
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