Alan got out of the car and walk to Franklin. He greeted him in a low voice, "Hello, I just drove Miss Johnson home."
Franklin's expression changed the moment he saw Alan. He looked serious and dark.
Emily felt his change and quickly smiled and said, "It is Alan who drives me back. I should thank him."
"Right? It seems that you have a lot of free time," Franklin snorted.
Emily noticed that Franklin was unhappy with Alan, so she quickly said to Alan, "Alan, thank you for driving me back. Maybe you should go back now! I'm afraid that Ryan needs to go home now, and you have to return the car to him."
Alan stood still. Maybe he didn't dare to move until Franklin told him to.
Emily frowned and suddenly felt sorry for Alan.
Quietly tugging at Franklin's sleeve, she said, "Franklin, let him go!"
Franklin finally said coldly, "get lost!"
Alan sighed out of relief, nodded at him and left immediately.
Watching Alan leaving, Emily followed Franklin into the car.
When he got home, Franklin untied his tie and took off his coat.
Emily hurriedly took it over from him and hung it up. She was pleasing him. Franklin looked at her in surprise, and Emily immediately gave him a fawning smile.
Franklin thought about it, but he said nothing. He took off his shirt again and dragged her to the bathroom.
"Why are you dragging me?" Emily struggled, not knowing why.
Franklin said concisely, "Take a shower."
"Ah? I do not have my clothes with me. Besides, you haven't taken the shower yet."
"So we can bathe together." Franklin dragged her into the bathroom.
He stripped out of his pants and torn off my dress.
It took an hour for them to finish the shower.
"Go to bed early if you're tired." Franklin lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, gently speaking.
Emily leaned against him. He was sitting beside her, and she gently rubbed against him, looking very dependent.
Franklin had wanted to read the documents for a while, but her actions made his heart soften. He chuckled, put down the file, and lay down to hold her in his arms.
Emily was so tired that she couldn't help but close her eyes.
Her eyes were closed but she still asked, "You don't seem to like Alan very much. Why?"
Franklin was stunned and said unhappily, "Why did you mention him? That's annoying."
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