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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 22

Emily doesn't know where she is taken. In her daze, she was carried up a bed and thereafter someone was attending to her wounds.

"Apart from the gash on her forehead, there are no other injuries. The red spots on her body is rashes due to allergies this I will prescribe some medicine and they will subside very soon."

"It's fortunate that the gash on the forehead is not big, with the best medicine, it wouldn't leave a scar."

There was another person in the room who was talking but she couldn't identify the voice.

"Master Hunter, I already investigated, apparently yesterday morning it was Wendy who brought something for Missus to eat, thereafter Missus broke out in rashes."

"Thereafter it was Charles who found out that Kate wanted to harm Missus and Charles sent Kate away in anger."

"When Master Manson heard about it, he captured Missus to help Wendy vent her anger. Thereafter it was what we saw."

Emily could recognize Liam's voice. The other voice was the personal doctor of Master Hunter, Peter Yan. But in this room, there was another man who thought he didn't speak, his stifling presence was felt by everyone.

Thereafter it became quiet because everyone left but the presence was still there.

There was a cold and intense gaze on her that kept staring at her, by her side protecting her.

It's a pity her eyelids were too heavy, Emily tried several times but couldn't open her eyes.

Either she was too tired or the medicine started to take effect, she finally lost consciousness.

A commotion woke her and it felt that the room had a few more people. Someone respectfully greeted, "Madam Jackson."

Madam Jackson?

"Grandma!" Emily suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

Grandma! It's really grandma! Grandma is still alive. Grandma is not dead!

"What's wrong with this girl? You haven't recovered, quick lay down!" She gave Madam Jackson a fright.

Two servants came over immediately to ease Emily down. Emily stretched out her hands and grabbed Madam Jackson's dry wrinkled hands, her eyes became red immediately. She didn't shed a tear when she was hit and humiliated but now as soon as she saw Madam Jackson she couldn't help but cry uncontrollably.

"Grandma..." her voice was rough, she didn't say anything else but kept crying!

Madam Jackson was not her grandmother but in her previous life, she was the kindest to her.

But she didn't live long and passed on due to illness a year after her engagement to Hunter.

A year together, Madam Jackson's kindness and love made Emily felt truly loved as akin.

Now that she was able to see her again, she was happy and excited and tears flowed continuously.

Hunter stared at the crying girl but remained expressionless throughout.

He didn't know when this girl and his grandmother had developed such a good relationship. Of course, he also didn't understand why his grandmother insisted that he and Emily get engaged.

Madam Jackson looked stunned at the tear-soaked face for a couple of seconds, felt so sorry for her, "Girl, who bullied you. Hunter, was it you?"

"I..."

"Must be you." Madam Jackson took a pillow and threw it at him, "You scoundrel, she hasn't married into the family and you already disrespected her!"

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