Login via

My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 385

After saying “I’m tired”, Hunter leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes again.

But Emily’s heart was trembling.

It had been a long, long time since she had seen Hunter reveal such a tired state in front of her.

He was like a god. Especially during these two months, he was completely an unattainable god on the battlefield.

No one could get close to him, and he did not allow anyone to do so.

He was cold, arrogant, and condescending.

But now, he said softly to her that he was tired.

He used to pull every string he had to keep her by his side and tortured her in all sorts of ways.

Only one sentence, “I’m tired”, made her shocked and sad!

She subconsciously put down the hand on the door.

However, after hesitating for a while, she pushed open the door and left.

The moment the door was closed, Hunter slowly opened his eyes.

He looked disappointed and lonely through his dark eyes.

Emily still loved Henry.

He had no other choice but to use the strongest and coldest method to keep her beside him.

What would she do if she was free?

She would immediately go back to Henry without hesitation.

Hunter smiled lightly and sat on the sofa for a long time. Finally, he picked up the wine cup that Emily had just placed on the table.

His stomach was full of alcohol. He did drink quite a lot tonight.

However, there was no companion for him other than wine now.

Just as Hunter was about to drink the wine, he heard footsteps coming from outside.

The door was pushed open and the slender figure walked in.

It was Emily who silently walked over with a cup of hot tea.

Looking at the tea in her hand, Hunter held the wine cup tighter.

Didn’t she leave him and go back to her room just now?

“Didn’t you drink a lot tonight?”

Emily took away the wine cup from his hand and put it aside before giving him the tea cup.

“Drink some tea. It will warm your stomach so that you won’t be so uncomfortable.”

Hunter didn’t know how long it had been since he was taken such care of.

Looking at the cup of hot tea, he did not take it immediately.

He just watched it quietly and felt a little bitter.

Perhaps, Emily could understand what he was thinking about.

Just now, before she left, his words made her upset.

Did Hunter think that everyone approached him for the forces behind him?

Even his family, all his relatives, all his good friends did so?

And those people were all secretly plotting against him?

During the two months he took over the Jackson Group, he must feel too much pressure and face too many conspiracies.

“I didn’t mean to flatter you.”

Emily held Hunter’s hand and put the teacup in his hand.

However, he still didn’t want to drink it. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, he gently held her hand and said, “Feed me.”

Emily sighed.

She took the cup back, then put it close to his lips, and began to feed him.

The tea was warm and bitter with traces of sweetness afterwards.

Hunter narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he enjoyed the feeling of his stomach being warmed up.

This man had been cold for too long.

Not only was he cold to others, he was also cold to himself.

After drinking a cup of tea, Hunter stood up and walked towards the big bed in the room.

Emily was suddenly at a loss.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: My Most Precious Wife