Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 52

Emily's face was bruised, her arm in a sling, and one of her legs in a cast. She looked so miserable when she was in the wheelchair.

The servants were also shocked when Franklin brought her home.

However, Franklin refused to accept others' help and personally carried Emily upstairs.

"Thank you," Emily said gratefully.

As the saying went, misfortune tested the sincerity of friends. She never thought that Franklin would take care of her himself instead of scolding her for being stupid. Her resentment against him in the morning also dissipated.

"Does it hurt?" Franklin sat beside her and looked at the wound on her face with slightly deepened eyes.

Emily nodded. How could it not hurt? She was afraid of disfigurement.

"Don't worry, I will take this revenge for you. I will never spare the person who hurt you." Franklin swore coldly.

Emily was touched, but she had no hope of finding the murderer.

She immediately said, "It would be best if you could find the person. But don't blame yourself if you cannot. This kind of people is usually in roaming bands of marauders. Maybe he will run away after this."

"You don't have to worry about this. Stay at home and recuperate. Let go of work and don't go out for a month," Franklin said.

"What? You don't even allow me to go out?" Emily was surprised.

Franklin said angrily, "Look at yourself! Where else do you want to go?"

Emily looked at her foot in a cast and the doctor said it would take at least half a month to remove it.

But she couldn't stand it if she was not allowed to go out for a month.

"But I'm going to the hospital to see my mother." Emily made an excuse.

Franklin snorted coldly, "Do you think mother-in-law would feel relieved or worried if she sees you like this?"

"But my job..."

"Do you still want to lie to me? You're just idling away that you can even play cards at the sales office as nobody visits recently. I know you've already taken a leave of absence to help Harry decorate his house. If you hadn't helped him decorate the house, you wouldn't have been robbed, and you wouldn't have been hurt like this."

The more Franklin talked, the angrier he became. He couldn't catch the person who hurt Emily, so he took it out on Harry.

Emily was shocked and said, "You do know it all."

"Or do you think you can hide it from me?" Franklin was even angrier. She wanted to keep it from him.

Emily pursed her lips, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just wanted to earn some extra money. I didn't tell you because you don't allow me to get in touch with Harry."

"Hmph, but you still are involved with him even you know I would be unhappy. Are you so short of money? How much does he give you? I'll give you ten times."

"I don't want your money." Emily refused immediately.

"Why? Would you rather receive his money instead of mine?" Franklin gritted his teeth.

Emily said solemnly, "I accept his money because I devoted energy and time to work for him, and I deserve it. But what do I do for you to take your money? I don't want it."

"You can also take it as income from work. You worked so hard last night. Isn't it right to make some money?" Franklin humiliated her deliberately.

Sure enough, Emily's face turned red with anger. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, "Franklin, you bastard, what do you think I am? I won't sell out myself even if you want to pay."

Franklin was also very angry when she threw a pillow at him. She didn't understand what he meant at all.

He just wanted her to rest at home and not get involved in all those messy things. She didn't understand.

"Emily, you idiot." Franklin cursed, slammed the door, and left.