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However, Lucas was considerate and smart. He rolled his eyes and immediately kicked Oliver.

"Right. It's time to rest. I'm really tired. This cross-ocean flight is really exhausting." He said.

"Oliver, Hazel, let's go. We can visit Elaine tomorrow."

...

Oliver didn't understand what Lucas meant. He furrowed his brows and pouted. He complained in dissatisfaction.

"I just came here and saw Elaine a few minutes ago. I still want to chat with Elaine for a while. I don't want to go to the hotel."

Hazel quickly glanced at Elaine and then looked at Emmett, who was exhausted. She secretly sighed and said softly.

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Smith. We'll leave first. Master Young, don't you say that you're tired and sleepy? Let's go to the hotel and have a good sleep to recover from the jet lag."

Hazel and Lucas took Oliver out.

Oliver anxiously looked at them and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"Hey, I'm really not sleepy. I don't need to rest. What are you doing? Elaine! I miss you so much! Wait for me and I'll come back to talk to you later!"

The door was closed. Oliver and the others left. But, it was as if Oliver's howl could still be heard.

Elaine bit her lower lip and stared at Emmett in the room with her crystal eyes.

Now, only Emmett and her were left in the room.

Just now, she didn't feel anything. Since there were only them, she suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe.

She felt that the air in her lungs was thin, and she was a little asthmatic.

Emmett stared at her deeply without saying anything. He just looked at her affectionately.

Elaine's blood froze under such gaze. She could not help but talk to Emmett.

"Mr. Smith, are you alright? Why didn't you say anything when you came in?"

How frightening!

Bad-bear Smith's eerie gaze sent chills down her spine!

It was creepy!

Emmett looked at her like a leopard, as if he could even see her through.

Emmett looked down at the ground. Then, he looked at Elaine gently, his eyes filled with bitterness.

Elaine still called him "Mr. Smith".

Seeing him, she didn't feel joyful and affectionate, but fearful and helpless.

What a tragic situation!

Emmett suddenly realized that at this moment, he was unable to speak anything.

...

What should he say?

"Nothing. I just came to see you."

His voice was hoarse. He seemed to be surrounded by sadness.

could not understand

tilted her head, looking

I heard from Hazel that you saved me this

Have you forgotten

and thought for a moment. "I really forgot about that. I don't remember

walked to the bed, he immediately felt the vigilance of Elaine. Her eyes popped and she looked at Emmett helplessly.

showed what

thinking, "What are you

sighed and slowly sat down on the

scared Elaine. She trembled, and

wrong with Mr. Smith? Why do I feel that he's different

gaze

if he's looking at his own puppy. So possessive of

that

had already left. How should

"Mr. Smith, you...."

you're sick. Do

fell off

in poor health, but

"Is that so?"

... you've lost part of

hold Elaine's hand, but he

took him as a

Such a thing can only be seen in soap operas. Don't lie to me. I haven't lost any

Elaine pouted.

...

Bad-bear Smith

the faint fragrance on his body swept across Elaine's

sniffed the scent of

of a man was

leaning backwards. She was frightened by Emmett's

did he

pink and tender figure was right in front of him. She was

and held

"Elaine...."

"What are you doing?"

scared by Emmett's sudden action that her entire body trembled. Her voice

her best to get rid of his hand, but Emmett grabbed her so tightly that Elaine was unable to pull her hand

red, and her eyes were filled

you have something

he was her savior, right? He couldn't just grab her

She panted anxiously and a charming fragrance came out from

this moment, Emmett

This was his woman!

a woman who had slept many times

a woman he had

She belonged to him!

of passion, Emmett reached out and hugged Elaine's waist. Then he bent down

"Hey, stop. Oh no!"

moment their lips touched, she

seconds, she

What was happening? Why did Bad-bear Smith

...

and kissed

hell