Emily stood in front of the desk with back to Hunter. She did not know that the man on the bed stared at her slender back and started to fantasize again.
Her figure was very good. Her waist was so thin that he could hold it in both hands.
Now in this position, especially when she bent to take things, the profile was very sweet.
If he stood behind her and pressed her on the desk...
Hunter coughed lightly. He had heard that little girls liked pure feeling and would stop after holding hands.
His ideas seemed to be too mature.
Girls at eighteen-year-old were really troublesome. Must they only hold hands?
Could not they think about something else occasionally?
“Hunter, I'm leaving.” Emily looked back at him. Unexpectedly, she met his deep eyes.
The eyes were too deep, as if there was a little flame beating in it!
Emily couldn't help but shiver. She quickly carried her bag and left Hunter's room.
His eyes were predatory and horrible.
As if he could swallow her at any time!
Emily always felt that she had no sense of security and was very dangerous when she stayed here.
Ewan had already driven the car out of the hall. As Emily got on the car, her mobile phone rang.
Wendy? This woman had not contacted her for a long time after they met in the mental hospital last time. What did she want to do with her at this time?
“Emily, do you have a minute? I have something to do with you.” As soon as the phone was connected, Wendy's gentle voice came over.
Compared to her enthusiasm, Emily looked very indifferent, "Sorry. I have a class. I have no time.”
“What time do you finish class? I'll come to see you. *
“After class, I still have a lot of things to do. I'm very busy during this period. If you have anything to say, you can say it on the phone now."
What else could Wendy do to find her? She was either trying to frame her up or get something out of her.
Emily had already seen through this woman. She didn't need to have a good look to her at all.
“Wendy, if you don't have anything to say, I'll hang up first. I have to read a book.”
“Emily, don't you care about your mother's affairs?" Wendy said with a smile.
Mom...
Emily, who was about to hang up, was stunned. Her fingers tightened subconsciously, "What do you want to say?"
“I want to tell you something about your mother. But you seem to be very busy."
“Twelve thirty at noon, Island Coffee."
Emily hung up. But looking at the gradually darkened mobile phone screen, she fell into meditation.
She didn't know much about her mother.
Her mother wasn't in this house early. Charles said that she was dead, but no one knew where she was buried.
For so many years, Emily had never seriously worshipped her mother.
But if her mother didn't die, why didn't she come back to see her daughter for more than ten years?
What did Wendy know?
Less than 12:30, Wendy's graceful figure appeared in Island Coffee and she sat by the window.
Holding her cell phone, she was looking at the street outside.
On the other side of the street was Bentson University. The school gate was facing this side. As long as Emily came out, Wendy could see her.
Sure enough, Emily's slender figure appeared at the gate soon.
Now, she was coming up this side of the road.
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