Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 58

Lying down, Emily suddenly heard a noise from the door. Then it was followed by the sound of the door opening and a man came in.

Her eyes popped open. She had no desire to sleep with her eyes bright, without drowsy.

"You're so late. You went too far this time." Emily suddenly turned on the light and saw that it was indeed 2 a.m. in the morning.

Franklin was startled by her. He had come into the room on tiptoe, and he straightened himself up as soon as the light came on.

"Why are you still awake?" Franklin frowned. She smelled the reek of alcohol and saw an unusual flush spread over his cheeks.

Emily snorted, "I would like to ask you what time it is now. Why are you so late?"

"So are you dissatisfied that I came back too late?" Franklin raised his eyebrows.

Emily yelled instantly, "Who's dissatisfied that you came back too late? I just think you're disturbing my sleep by coming back so late."

"It's so late and you haven't slept yet. I don't think you want to sleep at all." Franklin said as he walked into the bathroom. He felt dizzy and wanted to take a shower and go to bed immediately.

Emily stared at him angrily until he entered the bathroom.

Later, Franklin lay down next to her. He closed his eyes, stroked her face, and asked, "Did you feel better today? Does it still hurt?"

Emily had wanted to throw a tantrum to him and ask if he had been with Ivy. But when he said that, her anger vanished immediately. Then she thought who she was to get angry. She didn't have the right to do so!

She had no choice but to listlessly say, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Franklin said no more. Before long, the sound of steady breathing came through. He had already fallen asleep.

Emily suddenly felt bored.

She slept too much during the day and couldn't fall asleep at night.

But she could not move her leg, and it was difficult for her to turn over. She could only feel sad for a while and then closed her eyes.

When she woke up the next day.

Emily was so scared that she opened her eyes at once. As a result, she saw Franklin's head pressing against her face. His black hair kept tickling her cheek.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Emily was horrified.

Anyone who saw a person so close to him the moment he opened his eyes would be horrified.

"Are you awake?" Franklin smiled and reached out to stroke her other cheek.

That side of the cheek was injured, but it was just some bruises. After the ointment was applied to them, they began to scab. The scabs fell off in only two or three days, and more pale and tender skin was revealed.

Fortunately, she was naturally fair, so one couldn't make it out without looking carefully. Otherwise, even if her face was not disfigured, it would look ugly.

But that little bit of skin was so tender that Franklin couldn't move his fingers away from it.

Emily was tickled by his touching and turned away immediately to dodge his fingers, "What time is it? Why haven't you gone to work?"

"No rush. I came back too late yesterday and I'll take some time off at home this morning."

"Did you meet Ivy?" Emily snorted and asked.

Franklin stared at her in surprise, "How did you know that?"

Emily grunted, "Of course I did. I learned it from the news that Miss Carter was back. You must have gone to meet her since you came back so late."

"I didn't want to go." Franklin explained, "But she said she had come across Avery. Avery had brought me something, so I went over to have a look."