Hello, Mr. Brent

Emily gritted her teeth. She didn't expect Hunter to be so shameless. Not only did he have an affair with another woman behind her mother's back, but he also insulted her mother with such harsh words. "Bastard." Emily walked towards Hunter and slapped him in the face without hesitation. At the same time, she kicked him hard in the shins. "Ah."

The woman next to Hunter screamed in fear, and Hunter trembled with anger.

"How did you dare to hit me? You bitch." Hunter shook off the hand of his companion and then raised his hand, trying to slap Emily.

Emily took a step back. Before she was going to dodge, the bodyguard who didn't take anything rushed over. He blocked Hunter and pushed him to the ground.

"Miss Johnson, are you okay?" The bodyguard asked Emily with concern.

Emily shook her head, "I'm okay."

She looked at Hunter angrily. They had worked together before, but she didn't expect things would turn out like this. Her heart was filled with sadness and more anger.

"Let's go!" Emily said.

It would be a shame for her to keep tangling with him.

The bodyguard nodded and escorted Emily away.

Shortly after Emily got home, Franklin came back. Looking at her sullen and angry face, he said gently, "Is there anything you want me to do?" Emily was surprised, but soon she realized that he must have heard what happened from the bodyguard. No wonder he knew about this. She shook her head and said, "No. You don't have to do anything.” "You know, it's not hard for me to make him lose his job and everything. I can even guarantee that he will not be able to survive in Lancaster,” Franklin said softly.

Emily pursed her lips and sneered. She didn't know whether Franklin really wanted to help her or he was warning her indirectly. It was easy for him to deal with Hunter, let alone her and Joyce.

"No need to do that. I want to talk to my mother first and figure out what she thinks." Emily refused him again.

Seeing that she really didn't want his help, Franklin stopped talking. However, he walked over and sat down beside her. He stroked her hair as if he were her lover and asked, "Did you have a good time when you were shopping? What did you buy?"

"Don't you know what I bought? They must have told you!" Emily said angrily.

Franklin smiled and said, "But I want to hear it from you.”

"There's nothing to say about such a boring thing.” Emily muttered. Franklin sighed lightly and said, "In the past, when we were husband and wife, I spent too little time with you. At that time, I was always busy, so I could only bring you to the company to work with me and what we mostly talked about was work. At that time, I thought that there would always be a chance to chat because we would spend a lifetime together. Then you left for four years. It was only after you left that I realized I must cherish certain things because they are easy to lose.” Emily, ".."

"Did you... Think of spending the rest of your life with me?" Emily asked in a trembling voice.

Franklin looked at her affectionately and he did not speak, but the look in his eyes gave the answer.

"What about Avery? You two are childhood sweethearts. Isn't she your lover? Aren't you waiting for her? ..um."

Before Emily could finish her sentence, Franklin grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

Emily looked with her big eyes at Franklin who was so close to her, but Franklin closed his eyes so that she couldn't see anything from his eyes. Feeling the increasing intensity of the kiss, Emily sighed silently and couldn't help but close her eyes.

In the end, in a daze, she felt Franklin's kiss on her face and ear. Then he said softly, "Go to sleep!”

Emily closed her eyes. She stopped thinking and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already the next day.

Franklin had already gone to work. When she went downstairs, the housekeeper came close to her with a smile and prepared breakfast for her.

In fact, she wondered why Franklin insisted on letting her stay here. This should be his permanent address. Shouldn't Avery live here? He let Emily live at home. What about his wife? Did she live outside?

But she didn't ask the question. Even if she asked, he wouldn't answer. After breakfast, she asked the housekeeper to arrange a car for her and send her to her mother's place.

Abigail had already moved, but Emily didn't ask about her new address. She just asked the driver to send her over.

There were still two bodyguards around her. Emily knew that these people would definitely find out her mother's address, so she didn't have to ask.

As expected, the driver sent her to her mother's place.

The bodyguards followed her and said, "Mrs. Wintour is on the eighth floor."

Emily nodded and took the elevator to the eighth floor. Then, under the guidance of the bodyguards, she rang the doorbell of Abigail's home. It was Abigail who opened the door. Hunter had already gone to work. Emily came here at this time on purpose.

"Emily?" Abigail opened the door and looked at her in surprise.

Emily smiled and hugged her, "Mom, I'm back."

Abigail was stunned and remained in a daze after Emily left her arms. But when she came to her senses, she quickly invited Emily in.

The two bodyguards were still guarding at the door. Although they were on the eighth floor, they figured that Emily could not run away. Abigail looked at the bodyguards and frowned doubtfully, but she closed the door without asking anything.

"Emily, you're really back. Hunter told me yesterday, but I didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true.” Abigail said with both surprise and joy.