Mom, Please Marry Daddy

The peaceful life Emily had enjoyed for nine years didn't erase her past anxiety. Her brother had done a lot of useless things for her, and he had not been able to make her forget her past.

"I really don't know how to comfort you with this look." He didn't know much about the past of Emily but he knew that she could not ignore the pain that was hidden in the past.

"Oh, Mr. Brian, it's so rare to see you like this. You don't know what to do either." Said Emily in a weak voice.

"Have you noticed that since you appeared, I have become more and more hesitant about what to do with you?"

"Oh, so it's my problem?" Emily raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"No. because I care too much about you, I don't know how to avoid your sensitiveness."

There were so many secrets in Emily's heart that she wanted to keep. But now, Brian could not force her to open these secrets because he did not want to see her bloody heart.

"Then hold me tight. I like the temperature of your body."

The smart and clever woman knew what was on Brian's mind. She appreciated his understanding and kindness.

Since Emily said so, Brian hugged her tightly, as if trying to embed her into his flesh so that she could live a happy life in a stable place instead of any wind and rain in the world. But Brian knew that it was impossible for him to do that now.

The next morning, when she faced everyone, she was once again that confident, arrogant and unrestrained Emily. Her cold eyes had been completely restrained, as if what he had seen last night was only a fantasy, but he knew that last night was the most real image that Emily had hidden deeply.

But Brian knew very well that an image was only an image, and everyone had two sides. On the surface and on the inside, they all hid themselves well.

However, this didn't last long before he was interrupted by a message. Brian believed that even if he didn't have the news, Emily could get rid of this quickly.

When they barged into the hotel aggressively, the hotel manager immediately ushered them in.

"President, what can I do for you?" He nodded and bowed, almost kneeling on the ground.

Emily thought, 'are they really so frightening?'.

couldn't care so much now, but what did he mean by 'president'? She looked at

territory of the

Brian nodded.

Come on..." She then gestured at the manager and the latter quickly walked to her side. After all, she was Brian's wife and they didn't dare to offend her.

he is, you should know who

Brian was so aggressive that even the manager of a hotel cared about

help but look down upon Emily. Brian was the boss of the World International, who controlled the

in these days. Whose name is it? It's me or Charles. Do

had caused a lot of celebrities. As for Charles, he was naturally the son of their president, the little prince of the World International. Without any delay, the manager went to do the

effective!" murmured Emily in a

from Emily, he

seems that your brother

and thought, 'Uncle, it's funny to have the check in under someone else's name. It's true that my uncle could do such a thing. But the problem

with Mr. Charles'

He has

Emily and then Charles and

the hotel room, Emily directly gave the

to the

room. Just after she took a few steps, she heard bottles smashing on the ground. There were bottles of various brands in disorder. It was hard

a big deal. Then there were also messy takeout boxes that hadn't been packed for a

haven't you cleaned up the guest rooms every

who has lived in this room hasn't let a waiter to clean it up in the past few days." The manager answered

up since the moment he moved in?"

his forehead. He could feel the dangerous aura around him which was

little admired to his uncle now. When he saw that Emily's face was very pale, he exclaimed again, 'uncle, you're going to die this time!'.

sound, Emily kicked away the bottle at her feet mercilessly and went to the bedroom inside. The bedroom was also in a mess. The smell of alcohol made her

the big bed in the bedroom. He slept like a dead pig. His colorful clothes were like a peacock. He was, of course, drunk and rotten. He held a bottle in his hand. It seemed that he also enjoyed the wine very much in his