Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 885

Emily heard every single word he said in a deep voice.

Emily muttered, "It won't happen again...."

"How come?" Simon's breathing became quick and uneven again, and he hugged her even tighter. "Emily, Director Ye said that we're still young and that we could have another child! When you fully recover in a year or a half year, we can have another baby at any time we want! See? They are the clothes that we made for our baby stitch by stitch. We can give them to our baby in the future..."

All of a sudden, Emily grabbed the pile of soft knitwear.

Simon was delighted, thinking that he must have persuaded her. But unexpectedly, Emily raised her hand, took all the clothes, and broke away from him with all his strength. Then, she walked quickly to the window.

While Simon was still in a daze, he saw her pushing the window open.

A cool breeze blew in. She raised her hand high, throwing all the clothes in soft colors out.

His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat.

It was too late for him to stop her. He froze there, his legs leaden.

The cool wind seemed to blow his heart cold.

Before they divorced, she lied that she would leave him to look for Boyd, her ex-boyfriend. At that time, she did all of this only to keep the news that she was pregnant a secret from him. However, the situation was different now. This time, he had a feeling that she had made up her mind to leave.

As the last piece of sock fell to an invisible corner, Emily withdrew her hand and closed the window.

When she just found them, the scene of her making them arose in her mind. She always had her head buried in the wool balls during that period, her hands holding two knitting needles. Though her movements were clumsy, she kept knitting earnestly with a smile. What was more, she was looking forward to putting them on her baby after it was born...

At this moment, she felt like crying, her heart as cold as the river water in the winter.

Without looking at his expression, Emily pulled up the suitcase and left the house.

The taxi downstairs was still waiting for her there. She opened the door and got in. When she went out of the community, Mr. Weil had returned to the guard room and warmly greeted her through the window glass.

Emily nodded lightly, and the taxi sped away.

Late at night, she received a text message from Simon. "I'll call your chief editor in your TV station to let you go. I won't stop you anymore."

After reading it, Emily turned over, put the phone back on the bedside table, and continued to sleep with her eyes tightly closed.

In the courtyard of the Chin Family, Simon put down his phone and leaned back against the bench. Looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, he raised his hand, putting the beer can in his hand to his lips. Then he threw his head back, gulped down the beer, and threw it away. The can roll far away on the ground.

As he opened another can, someone kicked his foot.

A pair of black military boots appeared in her sight. Without looking up, he knew it was Adam, his eldest brother.

Adam leaned over and sat beside him. As a soldier, he sat down in an open way without crossing his legs. "That's enough. If dad wakes up and sees you drinking wine here, he'll teach you a lesson!"

"I'll drink two more cans!" Simon raised his head and took another mouthful.

Then, he picked up a can next to him and handed it to Adam.