Rejected Heiress, Reigning Queen novel Chapter 291

Emma had been teasing him mercilessly, only to fall straight asleep.

Carter looked at her, exhausted and sound asleep, suppressing his aroused desires as he began to clean up the mess.

When Emma woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. She stretched under the covers, but mid-stretch, she realized something was wrong.

She was only wearing a bathrobe.

Beside her, Carter was facing her, one arm resting across her waist as he slept with steady breaths.

Emma blushed, unable to clearly recall what had happened last night. She quietly shifted outward, intending to get out of bed first.

But the moment she moved an inch, Carter's hand on her waist reacted instinctively, pulling her right back.

Looking at his handsome face now inches from hers, Emma's face turned even redder.

But she quickly realized something was very wrong.

Emma struggled to get up, but Carter, half-asleep, refused to let go.

"Carter, let go. My stomach hurts."

Emma frowned. Hearing that she was unwell, the half-asleep man instantly woke up.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Carter propped himself up on one arm, looking at her with concern. "A stomachache?"

Emma awkwardly shook her head, pulling her bathrobe tighter around herself. "I... I have cramps."

Carter's first reaction was to go to the hospital. He had just rolled over to get out of bed when Emma pulled him back.

"Um, there are pads in my bag. And could you help me get a fresh set of clothes from my room?"

After saying that, Emma was so flushed with embarrassment she almost wanted to shrink under the blankets.

Once Carter realized what was going on, he immediately got up, making sure to tuck the blankets around her.

"Wait for me."

He took the key to Emma's room first and rummaged through her closet, frowning slightly when he saw it was full of dresses and heels.

Carter quickly returned to his own room, placing the clean items by the bed. "I've put everything here. Take your time getting ready. I need to head out for a bit."

Hearing that he was leaving, Emma actually breathed a sigh of relief.

She comfortably freshened up in the room. By the time she was mostly done, Carter had returned.

Emma immediately ordered, and Carter obediently held his hand under the running tap in the sink.

"Let me see how bad it is."

Emma returned with some ointment. She grabbed his hand, which had been dutifully under the water, and saw it wasn't too severe. As she applied the ointment, she glanced at the thermos next to the kettle.

It was filled with warm, sweet tea.

Emma's heart tugged hard. It felt as if a wave of pure sweetness washed over her, filling her with sheer joy.

"Carter."

After applying the ointment, Emma turned to face Carter, leaning back with both hands resting on the counter.

"I think we could—"

Try dating for real.

But before she could finish her sentence, Chase's call came in.

"Emma, our people met with Toby Yates. We also found out some details regarding Nurse Marlow's murder."