Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 239

Emily looked at Franklin's back in a daze, and an unspeakable sadness welled up in her heart. Her

eyes turned red and she couldn't help but cry.

She didn't know how she and Franklin got into this situation. They used to... They used to be a good

couple. Why did everything between them change?

"Miss Johnson, dinner is ready." A servant knocked on the door and asked her to go down to eat.

Emily was not in the mood at all to eat, so she replied to the servant, "I don't want to eat. I want to rest."

Hesitating for a moment, the servant could do nothing but turn around to leave.

But after a while, the servant knocked on the door again and spoke low, "Miss Johnson, I bring a bowl

of porridge with tremella to you. Could you eat a morsel? Otherwise, it's not good for your stomach."

Emily frowned and wanted to shout at the servant. She had said that she didn't want to eat. How could

the servant continue to talk a load of nonsense?

However, Emily immediately thought that the servant was just performing a servant's duty. Besides, the

servant was doing all of this for her good. She couldn't bear to scold the servant, who was caring for

her.

She had no choice but to open the door and let the servant in. Then she ate the porridge in front of the

servant.

Obviously relieving to see that Emily had finished the porridge, the servant took the empty bowl and

left.

The butler waved the servant over after she went downstairs and asked, "How's it going? Have Miss

Johnson eaten?"

The servant nodded and said with a smile, "Yes. I saw her finishing the porridge."

"That's good." The butler nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Brent specifically told me that we

had to persuade Miss Johnson to eat even though she was in a fit of pique. If she didn't eat anything at

all, Mr. Brent would definitely be angry."

The servant sighed, "Mr. Brent is really nice to Miss Johnson. Since he loves Miss Johnson so much,

why will he marry Miss Lewis?"

"Is this the question you can ask? Get to work," The butler lowered his face and scolded the servant.

The servant knew she had said something wrong, so she quickly lowered her head and left with the

empty bowl.

Emily was lying on the bed alone. The more she thought about Franklin, the angrier she became. In the

end, she couldn't help but burst into tears. After some time, she fell asleep again.

But in the morning, when she turned around and subconsciously reached out to touch the other side,

Franklin was not there.

There was only a soft bedsheet beside her, which was cold, without a trace of remaining warmth.

In other words, Franklin didn't come back all night.

Emily opened her eyes and sighed. As she looked at the rather girly room, her eyes turned moist. She

remembered that when she decorated the room like this, she had thought Franklin would be angry.

However, Franklin only glanced at it and said tonelessly, "As long as you like it."

After saying that, he went to take a shower. That evening, he was still working as usual.

In fact, except for asking her to be his lover and to involve in his wedding plan, Franklin still indulged

her in most cases after she returned. It could even be said that he was nice to her.

But...

Emily closed her eyes and sighed.

After getting up from the bed, she put on her clothes and got washed up. Then she went downstairs to

eat.

"Isn't Mr. Brent at home?" Emily sat at the table and asked.

A servant replied, "Mr. Brent left early in the morning."

"Oh, it's okay." Emily raised her eyebrows and gave a relaxed smile.

After breakfast, Emily went out to Joyce's florist. Without Franklin making trouble for her, she was much

freer.

On the way to the florist, she thought of going to the mall to buy some clothes and gifts for Bryce and

Deny. Then she asked the driver to turn to the mall and went to the children's clothing store with the

bodyguards.

She picked two suits for Bryce at first. Deny was a girl. There were too many styles for girls. She was

so excited that she bought five or six suits for Deny. She wasn't spending her own money anyway.

"Okay, that's it!" Emily picked some clothes and toys, which she thought were almost enough. After all,

the children could not be spoiled. Then she let the bodyguards take the clothes and toys and follow her.

The three of them walked to the elevator. Unexpectedly, they met an acquaintance in the corridor.

"Emily?" Ivy called out strangely.

Emily stopped to look at her and smiled, "Miss Carter, long time no see."

"Not so long. I saw you and Brother Franklin at Starbucks that day, and then you were photographed,"

Ivy curled her lips.

Emily realized that Ivy was the one who divulged their relationship to Mrs. Brent!

But...

"It's been four years! Why haven't you made any progress? Franklin still treats you as his younger

sister. If you continue to make trouble like this, he won't love you forever," Emily said sarcastically.

Ivy: "..."

Before she could even sneer at Emily, Emily had taken the initiative.

"What right do you have to lecture me? You've made progress. You've made great progress from being

his wife to being his lover. Brother Franklin is with you now to vent his spleen. Do you think he really

cares about you?"

"I don't know if he cares about me, but I know that he sleeps in the same bed with me every night."

Emily suddenly approached Ivy and spoke in a voice that only they two could hear.

"You... You... You are shameless," Ivy told Emily off angrily.

A smile flicked across Emily's lips. She walked into the elevator with the bodyguards, ignoring Ivy's

curses.

Ivy hurled abuse at her before the elevator closed, "Emily, don't be complacent. One day, one day,

Brother Franklin will dump you."

"I'm eager for that day." Emily replied in a low voice, although she knew that Ivy couldn't hear.

"Wow, so many beautiful clothes! Thank you so much. Can you be Deny's godmother?" Joyce couldn't

help but laugh and tease when she saw that Emily had bought so many clothes and toys for her

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Emily said, "I can be Deny's mother-in-law rather than her godmother."

"Huh, that's better! I just don't know if Bryce will like Deny," Joyce pinched Bryce's cheek and asked.

Bryce immediately said seriously, "Yes, of course. When I grow up, I will marry Deny."

"Huh."

The adults were amused by his serious manner. Although they thought it was just a child's joke, it was

still funny.

When Bryce saw them laughing, he thought they didn't believe him and said anxiously, "What I said is

true. I will definitely marry Deny."

"Okay, okay, We trust you. Hurry up and play with Deny!" Emily had to coax him.

After coaxing Bryce away, Emily told Sebastian and Joyce about leaving.

The store had been in liquidation. It was estimated that it would only take a week to sell the entire

store.

"I'll find a chance to talk to Franklin, so he won't be suspicious." Emily said.

Joyce nodded and sighed again, "I really can't bear to part with Bryce. I like him more and more. It's so

sad to be suddenly separated from you."

"Okay, okay, don't be sad. When I leave here with him and settle down, I'll take him to you," Emily

comforted her.

Joyce said, "Are you determined not going to tell Franklin the truth?"

Emily frowned and tightened her lips after a while, "It's not that I don't want to tell him. He won't believe

me even if I tell him."