Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face novel Chapter 112

"Murphy, how do you think I should explain it to James? The fish I gave him are dying." Emily murmured, her thin body trembling in the autumn wind.

"Miss, I'm sorry. I just received a call and said that the little princess has woken up and is fine. It seems that she has a slight concussion. Was it you?" Murphy asked tentatively.

"Even you think it was me? Am I such a wicked person in your eyes? " Emily was very angry. So many things had happened these days, and her head was about to blow up.

She didn't expect that Murphy would suspect her now. The person who should not suspect her the most was the one who got along with her the most.

"No, no, no, Miss. I don't suspect you. I think the little princess fell down by accident and stole the fish you gave to the young master, right?"

"How do you know?" Emily didn't expect him to change his mind so quickly.

"I'm actually very smart." Murphy was narcissistic.

"Well, that's right. You are smart. For your sake, I'd better get in the car." Holding the fish tank in her hands, Emily opened the door and got in the car of Murphy.

Tonight, she was going to live in the Emperor Building.

The elevator door of the 88th floor of the Emperor Building opened. She felt familiar.

"Miss, please wait a moment. I'll open the door."

"Okay." Emily stood aside and said nothing.

Murphy took out the key and unlocked the door, but he didn't push it open.

"Miss, you can come in now."

Said Murphy, pointing at the unlocked door.

"What? Why don't you open the door? " Emily walked to open the door suspiciously.

At this time, Murphy quietly left behind her and disappeared from her sight. Emily pushed the door open and walked in.

On the white sofa sat a black figure.

In a black shirt, the young man had a perfect figure like a model. A mask covered his face, but the familiar smell came to her.

"James..." Emily was so excited that she almost threw the fish tank in her hand out. If these two fish were destroyed twice, they would probably die on the spot.

"Is it really you? When did you come back? " Putting the fish tank on the tea table, Emily immediately threw herself into the arms of James.

She hugged him tightly and clung to his strong chest.

"Ahem..." Wearing a mask, James frowned and coughed violently.

A sharp pain came from his chest.

"What's wrong with you? Does it hurt here? " It seemed that Emily pressed his chest to make him so uncomfortable.

It was only two days, but she felt a century had passed, and the person in front of her had lost a lot of weight.

"No, it doesn't hurt after I see you." James shook his head.

"Where have you been? Why do you come back so late? You are such a bad guy. Don't you know that I'm worried about you? " Emily was so anxious that she kept beating his arm like a little dissatisfied woman.

"Ouch..."

"Does it also hurt here?" Emily immediately stopped torturing his broken body.

She stretched out her little hand to pull up his sleeve and found that his white arm was covered with all kinds of bruises.

"What about here?" Emily quickly reached out her hand to unbutton his shirt.

"When did my kitten become so lustful?"

"You are so annoying. I won't look at it anymore. I was just caring about you. Do you know that many of us are worried about you? We have been looking for you for so long. When did you come back? Why didn't you come back earlier? Do you know that I can't hold on any longer? Do you know how much injustice have I suffered? I thought I would be strong... "

Emily kept complaining and complaining. Listening to her quietly, James touched her black hair with one hand and comforted the crying kitten in his arms.

"I'm back now. It's hard to say in one word. I'll tell you later. Don't talk and sleep with me for a while, okay? " James seemed to be exhausted.

'Oh, my god! What on earth has he experienced? How many injuries has he suffered? Why is he so tired and his face so pale?'

Emily quickly nodded and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Well, let's go to the room to lie down."

"Okay." With difficulty, James stood up. Emily help him walk into the room step by step and put him on the bed with her slim body.

Then she took off his shoes and covered him with the quilt.

"Ah!" Before Emily finished undressing him, he pulled her to the bed with one hand and held her into his arms.

"Come to sleep. I'm so tired." James didn't want to say anything more.

"But..." Emily still had something to say, but she found that the guy in the bed had closed his eyes, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Emily didn't dare to move. His hand was still on her waist. She was afraid that if she moved a little more, he would be awakened.

She lay beside him quietly and closed her eyes.

She had a good night's dream. Knowing that he had come back, she was relieved. She didn't have a good sleep before, so she made up for it at once.

On the second day, when the bright sunshine shone through the window into the room, Emily opened her eyes.

She looked at the guy next to her, who was still breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled happily. She was really happy to have James.

She reached out her little hand and touched his face restlessly. Only in this way could she feel that it was real.