Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 85

In broad daylight, she felt too shameful to go out.

"The servants knocked on the door just now." Emily finally calmed down and said with a red face.

"I don't care. They don't come in anyway," Franklin said nonchalantly.

"But they must know what we're doing. You're... Shameless in broad daylight!" Emily accused with a blush.

Franklin held her in his arms, then pinched her chin and kissed her, "We're husband and wife. What's wrong? And this is punishment. If you write about this mess with another man in the future, I won't spare you."

As Franklin spoke, his lower body hit hers, startling Emily and making her cheeks redder.

"I've explained everything to you. I wrote it for Joyce." Emily punched him angrily.

"You can't write for someone else," Franklin said domineeringly.

Just as they were speaking, a knock came on the door, and Mrs. Brent said, "What are you doing in the room? How long have I been waiting downstairs? Franklin, I'm your mother at least. How dare you make me wait downstairs?"

"Ah, your mother is here." Emily exclaimed.

They didn't expect Mrs. Brent to open the door without waiting for them to respond.

Emily cried out in shock, and Franklin was even quicker to pull a quilt over Emily.

He, on the other hand, held a shirt in front of him and said to Mrs. Brent unhappily, "Mom, how can you come in without my permission?"

Mrs. Brent also did not expect to see such a scene when she came in. She could not help but be ashamed and angry. She immediately turned around and said angrily, "In broad daylight, don't you feel shameful?"

"You've also experienced this when you were young. Don't you feel shameful, mom?" Franklin replied.

Mrs. Brent was so angry that she trembled all over. At this time, Ivy's voice came from downstairs and asked Mrs. Brent what was wrong. And there were footsteps. It looked like she was going upstairs.

Mrs. Brent took a deep breath and had no time to argue with Franklin. She quickly closed the door for them and said, "Put on your clothes and come down immediately."

Emily covered her face and thought she'd better die than feel such embarrassment.

"Your mother must hate me so much, and she'll hate me even more in the future," Emily wailed.

"Would she like you without this?" Franklin said coldly.

Emily thought he was right. Whether or not it happened, his mother would not like her.

But...

"Oh, I always feel like I've been caught in bed," Emily sighed.