Wendy was so angry that she almost puked blood!
What did this woman say? What was she saying?
She actually said that Young Master Hunter was hers!
Shameless! She was a woman who had been abandoned and kicked out. Why did she say that?
“Hunter... “She wanted to catch up.
However, Hunter walked so fast even if he carried a person.
When Wendy followed them to the second floor, Hunter had already carried Emily into the room.
The door was shut down. The interior and exterior of the room were completely divided into two worlds.
Wendy did not give up. She wanted to knock on the door, but she did not have the courage.
Most of the time, Young Master Hunter was lenient towards her. She knew that it was all because of the Matriarch who had left her to him.
But sometimes, there were things that she couldn’t do.
For example, now!
Wendy could clearly feel that if she interrupted, Young Master Hunter would definitely be very angry, and even hate her!
She stood outside the door. Unfortunately, the room blocked out so much noise.
As long as the people inside did not speak loudly, she had no idea what they had said or done.
“Miss Wendy, can I help you?” Liam came out of nowhere.
Wendy really hated this man!
Liam would appear like a ghost at any time every time she stood at the door of Hunter’s room.
The only reason he came out was to drive her away!
This damn bastard! He was clearly Emily’s lackey!
Wendy bit her lips and clenched her fists tightly. Her anger had nowhere to be vented.
In the end, when she passed by Liam, she couldn’t help but punch him.
She really couldn’t stand it! Why? Why would it become like this?
She had lived in Hunter’s room for two months. And she hardly went there.
Not long after she entered in, Hunter would let her out.
She had never stayed long in his room, not to mention staying there overnight!
Never!
Liam didn’t care about what she did just now at all.
But Wendy accidentally hit the wound on her arm.
A heart-wrenching pain came from her arm, causing her to grimace in pain and almost burst into tears.
Liam shrugged at her and spread out his hands with an innocent expression.
“Miss Wendy, I haven’t touched you before. Don’t frame me.”
How could Wendy not know what he meant?
This bastard didn’t believe that Emily would hurt her at all. He was implying that she had framed Emily!
Sure enough, he was sent by Emily. He was a useless dog!
She left and slammed the door not far away.
Liam did not dare to stay outside Young Master’s room for too long. Just as Wendy left, he immediately returned to his room.
Hear no evil.
In Hunter’s room.
Emily was thrown on the bed by him.
The slender little body slightly bounced up on the strong mattress and quietly landed on the blankets.
She looked at the man standing beside the bed. The panic in her eyes was not disguised.
When she was in the parlor just now, she was deliberately trying to snatch him from Wendy.
Now, facing Hunter alone, her relaxation and disguise had completely disappeared.
The little girl fell into the dark-colored bedding. Her fair skin looked especially tender.
She grabbed the blanket and lay half on the bed, looking at him.
Hunter stared at her face, his posture extremely resembling that of a mighty king.
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