Mom, Please Marry Daddy

Chapter 95 A Trouble In The Morning

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?'.

care so much now, but what did he mean by 'president'? She looked at Brian with a faint smile.

the territory of the World

Brian nodded.

on..." She then gestured at the manager and the latter quickly walked to her side. After all, she was

know who he is, you should know

lobby manager nodded his head obediently. Emily was relieved to see that Brian was so aggressive that

was the boss of the World International, who controlled the economic sources of them. Why didn't they listen

way, check the guest who checked in these days. Whose name

wife 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

it's so effective!" murmured Emily

Emily, he showed

that your brother is very

it's funny to have the check in under someone else's name. It's true that my uncle could do such a

the room booked with Mr. Charles' name. It's in

he is getting bolder. He has openly used the name

receding Emily and then Charles and then they looked at each other for a while. Helplessly, they shook their heads and followed

they arrived at the hotel room, Emily

door cooperatively. Then he moved to the other side quickly for fear

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 long time. Sitting next to

Brian, haven't you cleaned up the guest

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

the house has never been cleaned up since the moment he moved in?" Charles sighed

forehead. He could feel the

saw that Emily's face was

the bottle at her feet mercilessly and went to the

lying on 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

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