Endless Adoration novel Chapter 39

After coughing violently, Jonathon Leng turned to look at Michelle Leng and said, "there is an emergency box behind the car, with my medicine bag in it. Go and get it for me."

After being stunned for a while, Michelle left stiffly.

"Grandpa, are you taking medicine?" Sherri Leng wondered where the hale and hearty old man had gone?

"Yes! As people get old, it's normal for them to have many diseases. If you, Sherri, really don't forgive Michelle and don't want to withdraw the lawsuit, then we won't talk about this today. I'll talk about your father's childhood. " Then he coughed again.

With some hesitation, Sherri turned her head to one side. He could understand her wish of family reunion.

If Michelle was really sent to prison, she would definitely suffer a lot. She didn't show any mercy to Michelle, but felt pity for the old man who kept mentioning her father.

Time passed quietly. The vigorous and serious grandpa in his childhood coughed so badly now, and he looked a little verbose, unlike before.

"I didn't expect that you would talk so much to me in person for Michelle. I have to consider whether to withdraw the lawsuit or not." Sherri would also be helpless. She needed to analyze it slowly, but before that, she had to leave this battlefield without any smoke. "I won't be able to attend dinner, I have an appointment tonight."

"Now that you have an appointment, don't be late. You don't have to accompany me anymore. Sherri, think it over. If you have made up your mind, Sherri, call me. Grandpa sincerely wishes our daughter happy every day."

Nodding her head, Sherri said, "well, Grandpa, I'm leaving for now then."

When Michelle came back with the medicine, Sherri had just left. She poured a glass of water for Jonathon and said, "Grandpa, take the medicine first."

Before Jonathon could take the water, he couldn't wait to ask, "how was your talk just now?"

Jonathon took the water and snorted, "your grandfather is in good health. I don't need to take any medicine. Sherri said she had to think about it, but I think she might withdraw the lawsuit, but you have to make a look of repentance! What's your look earlier! Stay at home these days! "

While complaining about his granddaughter's impatience, Jonathon answered confidently, his eyes shining with the light of a fox.

After all, Sherri was still too young, but her excellence was beyond Jonathon's imagination.

It turned out that Jonathon had been pretending just now. No wonder he was a wily old fox who played hard to get what he wanted!

Although Michelle will be locked up at home, it was better than going to jail. With a big smile on her face, she held Jonathon's arm and said, "Grandpa, you are so awesome! I'll listen to you, grandpa. I won't go out! " Just now, she was worried whether Grandpa would help Sherri instead. It seemed that she had worried too much.

In a trance, Sherri went back to the private house of the Mo family. All her strength was drained out.

Today, in the conversation with Jonathon, Sherri seemed to be indifferent, but when she took out her hand, the tender flesh in her palm was completely red.

For several times, Sherri tried her best to hold back her anger, but it was an old man and yet her grandfather. She really shouldn't have made a move.

Sherri thought that she had done what she should do, but she still felt that she was not a granddaughter in the eyes of Jonathon. Instead, Jonathon had been acting as her grandfather to negotiate with her.

Sherri realized that in Jonathon's eyes, she was an enemy of the business world, or a negotiation opponent.

It was the first time that she felt so helpless. There was no real family. Her parents died. Her uncle and his family wanted her to die as well. Her grandfather also helped her uncle and his family. Alina was still in the hospital. Now she seemed to be the only one to take care of everything. She thought about her parents and would also feel tired and scared.

After finishing his work, Elliot Mo went back to the Mo family's private house and saw the appearance of Sherri.

Sherri collapsed weakly on the sofa in the living room, as if she was exhausted.

Elliot only knew Sherri went out to see the old master of the Leng family today and now she's like this when as she came back.

Elliot took off his shoes and put them on the porch. He went straight to the front of Sherri, poured a glass of water at the tea table and handed it to her.

However, Sherri didn't take the water. Instead, she grabbed Elliot's hand and cried.

Elliot was surprised: "Sherri..."

As Elliot spoke out the words they were swallowed back again by him.

At this time, Sherri certainly didn't want him to ask more, so Elliot placed down his hand holding the glass. The water that had just been poured in the glass was quietly staying in its position.

Elliot put his arm around Sherri's shoulder.

He could only accompany her silently and wipe her tears occasionally. Without saying anything or doing anything else, Sherri just cried silently.

In ehe whole room, only the sound of the old-fashioned and heavy landing bell in the corner could be heard. Although Elliot maintained this posture and felt a little sore, he still hold on to it. He was afraid that the person in his arms would be alarmed.

After a long time, Sherri finally fell asleep because of tiredness. After reconfirming the sound of thin and steady breath in his arms again and again, Elliot picked her up from the sofa and walked towards the bedroom.

Although Sherri had agreed to live in the Mo family's house, but Elliot had left a room for her alone and they didn't sleep together.

This time, Elliot carried Sherri into his room.

Elliot took off her shoes and put her on the soft big bed. Then he opened a bag of wet tissue and wiped her tears carefully, but it still woke Sherri up.

Hearing that, Sherri raised her eyebrows slightly. She looked up at the predecessors in a daze and closed her eyes wearily.

Elliot looked at Sherri pitifully. The woman he had been looking for was also so fragile and vulnerable.

Elliot got on the bed, leaned against the edge of the bed, and held up Sherri in his arms.

The strong and warm arms awakened Sherri's consciousness. Looking up at the man who had been accompanying her, she felt so warm.

Sherri gave up thinking. She just wanted to relax herself and let herself look for comfort in the arms of Elliot.

Without asking, Elliot had probably guessed the reason why Sherri did that.

The old master of the Leng family must have kidnapped Sherri with love, so that she was at a loss.

As a woman who attached great importance to love, Sherri could even ignore the hurt she had suffered.

She was so loyal to master Leng, Jonathon Leng, and so was to Harrison Bai. This time, she not only hurt herself, but also got Elliot hurt.

Elliot adjusted his position so that Sherri could lie on his body more comfortably.

The two of them didn't say a word or even make eye contact, but miraculously they knew what each other needed the most at that moment.

Sherri liked this kind of tacit understanding very much.

But now, Sherri had no strength to express her feelings.

Hugging the little woman in his arms, Elliot gently stroked her long hair as waterfall, transferring the power in his heart one point one, hoping to give Sherri, who was in front of him a little warmth.

Sherri felt the tenderness of Elliot. In front of her, he had always played the role of a gentleman. Even if sometimes he was a little flirtatious, but he had never really crossed her bottom line.

Tonight, Sherri wanted Elliot to act differently than usual to her.

Sherri moved faster than she thought. She stretched out her hand and went up along the waist of Elliot until her arm reached his neck.

With her hands clasped behind Elliot's head, Sherri pressed her whole body against him due to the gravity.

Feeling the softness of her body, Elliot froze for a moment, but the little woman on his body became even more fierce.

With a strong force of Sherri's hand behind the back of Elliot's head, she was dragged to the front of him. The slight friction aroused Elliot's most primitive desire.

"Sherri, you made the first move..."