Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 180

When Franklin got home, Emily was already asleep.

But instead of sleeping in the master bedroom, she slept in the guest room. Originally, she was not found in the master bedroom, but she asked the servants. Only then did she know that Emily asked them to clean up the guest room at night. She moved to the guest room to sleep.

Franklin walked in, and Emily was curled up in the quilt.

Her legs were bent and her body was curled up. His hands were clenched into fists and placed in front of him. Franklin had read a book in a trance saying that most people who sleep like this are insecure, so they can't help but act like this in their sleep.

But Emily did not sleep well. He was always dreaming, and all kinds of dreams overlapped. The grievances she suffered when she was young, the bullying she suffered when she grew up, as if she had never had a better life.

She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help crying and felt like she was in a warm embrace.

At this time, to her, any warm object made her feel grateful and couldn't help but get closer.

"Who let you in? We've been separated since today. An unreasonable woman like me doesn't deserve to sleep with you," Emily said angrily.

Franklin sighed, reached out and touched her face, "Okay, stop messing around. Be good."

Emily widened her eyes and sneered, "So you think I'm just messing around? Franklin, who do you think you are?"

"Of course I'm your man. Stop fooling around, baby. Be good. I was wrong about Avery. I didn't tell you earlier. I apologize to you. I promise I won't do it again. I'm just afraid you'll be suspicious. I didn't expect it to be more troublesome. I won't do such a stupid thing again. Forgive me this time." Franklin apologized gently again.

Emily looked at him in astonishment. He didn't expect him to apologize to her so easily and say so softly.

Emily felt a little sad and wanted to hug him and tell him. I'm not angry anymore. I'm not angry with Avery. Even if you're lying to me on purpose, I'm not angry at you for saying these things.

But thinking about your body... She was heartbroken. What was luck? God didn't want her to live well, so he tortured her on purpose.

"Franklin, you don't have to be so sorry for me. Avery is your childhood sweetheart, smart and beautiful, considerate and considerate. You two are the best match. Didn't you miss it before? Now you can find it back. But I don't want to be with you anymore. I don't think I'm worthy of you. I can't stand those discriminating eyes. I have dignity too. Even if I live an ordinary life, I don't want to be put on a high and cold position."

"You don't have to care about other people's eyes. You just have to look at me. I think you deserve it. You don't care what others say." Franklin held her hand.

But Emily once again threw it away and got off the bed with a cold smile, "Franklin, you're so funny. Do you think we live in a world of no one? There are people all around. How can I not pay attention to you?"

"So you're giving up on me for those people's eyes?" Franklin frowned.

Emily was startled and nodded his head fiercely.

Franklin sneered and asked miserably, "Emily, what do you think of me? What am I to you after all this time?"

"Nothing." Emily said coldly and walked out resolutely.

When Franklin came out of the room, the maid told her that Emily had left and drove away from home, not knowing where she had gone.

"Whatever!" Franklin said indifferently.

He had not slept that night and sat in his chair and looked ahead coldly, but no one knew what he was thinking.

After Emily drove away, he drove around the road alone.

After a few turns, she finally couldn't help but find a place to park, then lay on the steering wheel and burst into tears.

Just like that, she stayed in the car all night and didn't fall asleep. In the morning, when I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes swelled up and I was in a terrible mess.

But just as she was about to start the car and drive towards their flower shop, she didn't expect a car to suddenly come over and block the front of her car.

Emily was already in a bad mood and nearly exploded with anger. She wanted to take a pipe down and smash the car, but before she could get out of the car, the people in the car fell down.

Knock on her car window and say, "Come down, follow me."

Emily saw that it was Andrew.

She immediately slid the window down and scolded angrily, "You're crazy! Come and provoke me early in the morning. Let me tell you, I'm in a bad mood today. If you don't get out of here, I won't be polite to you."

Andrew's face was also a little tired, but he smiled and said, "You're swearing. It looks like you're really in a bad mood. But I know why you're in a bad mood. You've been in the car all night. You can't drive at all in this state. You'll be in danger later. Get out of the car. I'll see you off somewhere."

"How did you know I was in the car all night?" Emily asked warily.

Andrew raised his head and sighed, "Because my car is right behind yours. I stayed in the car all night, looking at you."

Emily: ..."

She did see a car behind her in a daze yesterday, but it was too painful. Her mind was in a whirl, filled with the words that Franklin had asked her, and her heart was in great pain. How could she have noticed that the car behind her had only stopped for a while, or that it had been parked behind her for the whole night?

But Andrew didn't look like he was lying.

But this had nothing to do with her. She scolded again, "You're crazy! Why are you following me? You've been parked behind my car all night. If you keep doing this, I'll call the police and say you're harassing me."

"Report! I was harassing you. If you don't know the number, I'll call you." Andrew took out his phone.

Emily was so angry that her face turned green. She realized that there was no point quarreling with Andrew. Because people are shameless and invincible in the world, people like him who are shameless, it is useless for you to argue with him again.