Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 708

One hour ago, when Simon was in the hospital, he was still nervous in the line to pay for medical expenses.

Now when he recalled it carefully, in addition to tension, there seemed to be a hint of joy. But unexpectedly, a few minutes later, when he heard the drug rejection and long- term contraceptives from Dr. Lewis, all his feelings dissipated.

That hint of joy was like something that he had stolen and he had to give it back!

He had noticed before that she took the emergency contraceptives, because when they made love, he purposely didn't wear condoms twice. Emily simply thought that he had forgotten to wear them, so she took contraceptives later.

Later, he managed to avoid contraception on purpose and he guessed that she acquiesced...

However, she had been secretly taking the long- term contraceptives. Thiking that he ever expected to have a baby, especially a daughter, he felt like a fool!

Emily thought of that sentence again. Love of my life!

She felt sad in her heart. She thought that she should have recognized it a long time ago and abandoned those unrealistic fantasies.

Emily gritted her teeth and said stubbornly,"... Yes!"

"An agreement, well?"

Simon's handsome and expressionless face suddenly approached her.

Then he curled his lips and smiled, with more indifference in his eyes. Then he said sharply, "Haha! Emily, since you want it, I will satisfy you!"

The anti-theft door was fiercely closed, and his gloomy voice echoed in the porch.

Emily rubbed her aching wrist. She couldn't stand up and leaned back against the wall, and then her face turned paler and paler. She closed her eyes tiredly, with tears on her eyelashes.

Three and a half years later, it was spring.

The light of sunsetting came in through the gap of the blinds. It was still busy day after year in the TV station, especially in the Department of News. With hard work, Emily had been promoted from an assistant journalist to a journalist.

At this time, she finally sent the manuscript to the editor-in-chief five minutes before she got off work, and then she heaved a long sigh of relief while bending over the desk.

Soon, when it was time to clock off, other than the colleagues who waited for the news, everyone packed up their things and left one after another.

Tina stood up and knocked on her table. She took a leaflet and said, "Emily, there's a new hair salon in Wantt Hall. I heard that there are a lot of online celebrities spending money there. It's so popular! Now it offers a big discount as a new salon. It's very cheap. If we can go to the market together, one can get free of charge. Shall we go there after work?"

"No!" Emily shook her head.

She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her hair. Her short hair had grown from her shoulder to her chest.

On the screen of the computer that had been turned off, her long hair was vaguely reflected, which made her slim eyes brighter.

In the past three and a half years, Emily had her hair cut. Every time she got the hairstyle master to perfect her hairstyle but not to cut her hair short. She didn't know why she did this. Perhaps it was because of Simon's words...

Emily was stunned by his words.

Simon was back?

As the taxi stopped at the gate of the building, Emily looked up and didn't see any light on. She frowned and got off the taxi with the change returned from the driver.

Coming out of the elevator, she took out the key to open the door. Sure enough, it was opened quickly.

Emily turned on the light. Indeed, she saw a pair of men's leather shoes on the shoe rack.

The room was quiet, but there was a fresh smell of tobacco in it. When she walked through the living room, there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray on the tea table.

The bedroom door was not closed. After entering, she saw that his luggage was put there. The bathroom door was also open, and dirty clothes were all over the floor. Simon was lying on the big bed, with a quilt covering his lower body and his upper body naked.

His arm blocked his eyes and brows. In the hazy moonlight, a hint of fatigue could be seen from his face.

Emily kicked the luggage to close it. Then she took her pyjamas into the bathroom. When she came out, she put the dirty clothes he took off and the briefs into the washing machine in disgust.

After that, she quietly walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

She thought he had fallen asleep, but the moment her head touched the pillow, the arm that had been blocking his eyes suddenly reached out and he said, "It's vey late now. Where did you go?"