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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 361

This time, Emily was frightened by herself.

Hunter was right in front of her, yet she actually dared to lie on his bed.

Emily hurriedly wanted to get up, but her wrists were pressed down by his hands.

Hunter bent down and pressed her wrists on both sides.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at her frightened little face, “Did you do it on purpose again?”

“Young Master Hunter, how can a smart person like you not be able to tell that I really want to leave your room right now?”

She had been tormented for nearly two hours. She did it on purpose, unless she wanted to die!

“I said you did it on purpose. You did it!”

Hunter announced forcefully, his sharp eyes staring at her like eagles.

“You’ve invited me so enthusiastically. If I don’t satisfy you, it doesn’t make sense.”

“I’m not! Young Master Hunter … oh!”

She was flipped over by him …

Emily fell asleep.

This time, even if Hunter kicked her out of bed, she wouldn’t have the strength to get up and leave his room.

Even if she was kicked down, she had to sleep well first.

She was so tired that her body was completely not her own.

However, Hunter was not sleepy at all.

He didn’t know whether he was torturing her or himself when he brought this girl back.

It was only twice. Why was she so tired?

She breathed evenly; otherwise he would have thought that he had knocked her out.

Looking at her sleeping face, Hunter was a little irritated.

He wanted to get up and smoke a cigarette, but Emily was sleeping in his arms.

If he moved, he might wake her up.

But why was he afraid of waking her up?

Wasn’t it good to ask her to scram back to her room when she woke up?

He wanted to pull his arm out again, but just as he moved, Emily followed him.

Hunter was nervous and he immediately calmed himself down.

In her sleep, Emily seemed to have found a comfortable position again and rubbed against his arms.

After that, she became quiet.

She was really tired, otherwise, she wouldn’t have let herself sleep peacefully in his arms.

She was so afraid of him. Anyone could tell this.

Her soft body was tightly pressed against his body, and the delicate touch made his breathing start to be in disorder again.

At the beginning, he was fine. But then, it was a complete mess!

His hand landed on her shoulder, wanting to push her down and continue to do what he liked.

However, she slept so peacefully …

Hunter thought that he was crazy. He actually cared if this woman was too tired and could sleep well.

Did he forget how she and other man hurt him back then?

However, he tried several times to force himself to do whatever he wanted to her.

But in the end, he was still a little soft-hearted.

Probably it was because he was tired tonight.

He found an excuse for himself and gently lay down beside Emily.

He pulled on the quilt and covered it on her body. His movements weren’t very gentle, but he was definitely not as rude as he had shown.

His long arm was wrapped around her waist. Although he still wanted to do something to her, he forced himself to close his eyes.

He was just a little tired, not because he was reluctant to tease her again.

She was the woman who had betrayed him. What was there to be reluctant to treat her like that?

Reluctant?

Impossible.

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