Mom, Please Marry Daddy novel Chapter 95

The peaceful life Emily had enjoyed for nine years didn't erase her past anxiety. Her brother had done a lot of useless things for her, and he had not been able to make her forget her past.

"I really don't know how to comfort you with this look." He didn't know much about the past of Emily but he knew that she could not ignore the pain that was hidden in the past.

"Oh, Mr. Brian, it's so rare to see you like this. You don't know what to do either." Said Emily in a weak voice.

"Have you noticed that since you appeared, I have become more and more hesitant about what to do with you?"

"Oh, so it's my problem?" Emily raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"No. because I care too much about you, I don't know how to avoid your sensitiveness."

There were so many secrets in Emily's heart that she wanted to keep. But now, Brian could not force her to open these secrets because he did not want to see her bloody heart.

"Then hold me tight. I like the temperature of your body."

The smart and clever woman knew what was on Brian's mind. She appreciated his understanding and kindness.

Since Emily said so, Brian hugged her tightly, as if trying to embed her into his flesh so that she could live a happy life in a stable place instead of any wind and rain in the world. But Brian knew that it was impossible for him to do that now.

The next morning, when she faced everyone, she was once again that confident, arrogant and unrestrained Emily. Her cold eyes had been completely restrained, as if what he had seen last night was only a fantasy, but he knew that last night was the most real image that Emily had hidden deeply.

But Brian knew very well that an image was only an image, and everyone had two sides. On the surface and on the inside, they all hid themselves well.

However, this didn't last long before he was interrupted by a message. Brian believed that even if he didn't have the news, Emily could get rid of this quickly.

When they barged into the hotel aggressively, the hotel manager immediately ushered them in.

"President, what can I do for you?" He nodded and bowed, almost kneeling on the ground.

Emily thought, 'are they really so frightening?'.

Emily couldn't care so much now, but what did he mean by 'president'? She looked at Brian with a faint smile.

"Is this the territory of the World International?"

Brian nodded.

"Oh, that's easy. Come on..." She then gestured at the manager and the latter quickly walked to her side. After all, she was Brian's wife and they didn't dare to offend her.

"Now that you know who he is, you should know who I am."

The lobby manager nodded his head obediently. Emily was relieved to see that Brian was so aggressive that even the manager of a hotel cared about him.

The crowd couldn't help but look down upon Emily. Brian was the boss of the World International, who controlled the economic sources of them. Why didn't they listen to him?

"By the way, check the guest who checked in these days. Whose name is it? It's me or Charles. Do you know my name?"

The manager nodded firmly. Of course, he knew their president's wife and her name was well-known in the city. After all, her wife had caused a lot of celebrities. As for Charles, he was naturally the son of their president, the little prince of the World International. Without any delay, the manager went to do the investigation according to Emily's order.

"Wow, it's so effective!" murmured Emily in a low voice.

When Brian heard the name from Emily, he showed a playful expression in his eyes.

"It seems that your brother is very interesting."

Charles sighed and thought, 'Uncle, it's funny to have the check in under someone else's name. It's true that my uncle could do such a thing. But the problem is that my mommy is in an angry state now. Uncle, pray for yourself.'

"Mrs. Brian, yes, we have found the room booked with Mr. Charles' name. It's in 305. I will take you to it now."

So when a basin of cold water was poured on the sleeping man on the bed without mercy, the sleeping man suddenly woke up. He sprang out of the bed and shouted, "it's raining! It's raining!"

He rushed to the ground like a thunderbolt. When he was about to land on the ground, he opened his eyes and saw several people in his room.

At the moment when he saw the basin in the hand of Emily, he immediately understood everything. However, when he noticed the faint smile on Emily's face, he was sober. He did not have time to care about the wet clothes, but quickly moved backward, far away from Emily.

Unfortunately, the priest's height was a foot, and the devil's height was ten feet. Before he could do anything, Emily had already strode forward and kicked the man who was about to run away with a merciless kick. Right in the knee, the man was falling slowly like a withered leaf blowing by the autumn wind, and he didn't look well.

"Okay. Mr. Jim, it's been only a few days since we last met. But you seemed unwilling to see me. I miss you so much."

As she spoke, she moved closer to him, at the same time she could hear the cracking of her fingers.

The young man, however, didn't care about his discomfiture at all. He drew back slowly, and of course, a smile that he thought was the best was still on his face.

"Miss Emily, you must be mistaken. My love for you is as strong as the torrent of water."

"Oh, really? What are you running back for? Come to me quickly to show your love."

"Well, I'm just about to change my clothes and then show my love to you again." He could no longer maintain a smile on his face. At the same time, Emily didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Of course. Haven't you shown enough gratitude to me? You really impressed me!"

When Emily received the bill this morning, she was pale in the face. He really dared to come here without showing up for several days, eating, drinking and sleeping. Finally, he handed the bill to her. He was getting more and more daring to take money from her pocket.

"Emily, don't get me wrong..." He got up quickly and fled.

"No, there must be something wrong with your brain. I have not been around for a long time."

Therefore, in the bedroom, a totally mess was apparently happening. Of course, Jim was at a disadvantage. He had no choice but to escape. That was to say, he didn't want to be humiliated, but to be beat.