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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 225

Terry Fields had come here.

Emily followed him and got on the car at last. It drove away soon.

Being left, Liam had been shocked and astonished in the wind for a while.

After the car driving out of the street, Emily murmured, "Terry, I want to go for a drink."

……

They didn't go to the bar. Terry bought some beer and they went back to the balcony in the office.

No quarrel, no words, Emily had been very quiet.

After drinking half a bottle of beer, however, she looked at the night sky from the balcony and burst into tears all of a sudden.

Sitting in front of her, Terry silently watched her crying. He neither comforted her nor stopped her.

He even gave her a second bottle.

Throwing away the first empty bottle, Emily started to drink the second one.

She was not good at drinking. After the second half bottle, her eyes had been blurred.

"Finally, Hunter Jackson managed to be with Wendy Gale. Well, what's the big deal? He's just a little handsome."

“Does he know what kind of woman she is? Stupid! He even doesn't know her true features. How could he take a pity on her?”

"Bah. Shameless! They have got together again after all. Shameless!"

"Wendy is bad. She is a killer. Does he know she killed me? She killed me!"

Terry clearly heard what Emily said at the beginning.

But later, he couldn't understand a word at all.

What did it mean that Wendy had killed her? Had Wendy ever thought about killing her?

Terry clenched his fist. Murderous look came on his face.

He wouldn't let Wendy go if she dared to hurt Emily.

"She is just good-looking. No, what’s so good-looking about her? Even one of my fingers is more beautiful than her."

“True.” Hunter absolutely agreed with that.

In his view, Wendy wasn't pretty but ugly.

"You all are blind. Can't you tell that I'm more beautiful than her? Blind!"

"I'm not blind," said Terry seriously.

"No, you are. All of you are blind. Uh-huh..."

Emily held her legs and cried aloud.

In fact, it could be so hurtful for her when the agreement ended.

In fact, she couldn't act as indifferent as she had said.

Indeed, her heart hurt. It hurt a lot...

"Wendy is a bad woman. She really is..."

As alcohol came up inside her brain, Emily was in a daze. Her body started shaking and fell down after she cried for some time.

Terry helped her and then, she fell into his arms.

Although Emily was drunk and talked intermittently, he figured out the key information.

Young Master Hunter broke off their engagement. She became free again.

Perhaps, it was a happy news. But seeing that she had been so upset, Terry wasn't delighted at all.

He didn't want to see her sad. Her sadness made his heart hurt.

"Emi, I’ll take you to rest, OK?"

Terry stood up holding her and walked to lounge of the office.

There were two folding beds which originally were for Aryan Nicholson's convenience to have a rest.

Emily was so thin that she would have a good sleep on the bed.

However, she unexpectedly flung her arms around his neck when lying down. “Don’t go...”

Terry was stunned and dragged to her.

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