"Ah? No way, such a thing is not for you, President Smith. It's too childish for you."
Elaine stepped back with her butt stuck out.
Emmett gave away a cunning smile. "It's alright. I can tolerate it since my woman is so childish."
He pulled Elaine inside suddenly.
"Stop, I don't want to do it anymore..."
"I've pressed the start bottom. Do you want yourself to look ugly in the pictures? Control your
expression, silly girl."
"Ahh, has it started? My hair..."
"Come a little bit closer to me..."
"Emmett! You can't do that! This is too embarrassing!"
"Embarrassing? I think it's nice."
"Not this gesture! It gives me goose bumps!"
"Stop shouting, your big front teeth are already out..." He laughed out loud.
The two of them stayed inside the booth for a while before they walked out after taking photos.
Emmett had a smirk on his face.
Elaine looked ashamed and annoyed.
With her hand shaking, Elaine looked at their photos and found she wanted to murder Emmett.
She was raising her chin to kiss him on the jaw. (Damn, it was him who had grabbed the back of her
head and forced her into such position.)
He was sticking out his tongue and licked her earlobe. And she was grinning flirtatiously. (Crap!
Conspiracy! This is a pure conspiracy! He was tickling her!)
...
Their faces were right next to each other…
He tilted his head and kissed her on the lips...
What drove her crazy the most was the one he leaned his head into her breasts to kiss them!
It was so embarrassing! These pictures must not be shown to anyone others!
"Tear them off! Let's just tear them off."
Elaine made a decision.
Snap!
The photos in her hands were gone, and when she looked for them again, she found they were already
in Emmett's hands.
Emmett held his hand up and admired it. The smile on his face grew cheekier and cheekier.
"Well, why should we tear them off? They're great! What important evidence they are! I want to keep
them and show our children how obsessive their mother was when she was going after me."
Elaine rolled her eyes inwardly.
She jumped up several times.
She jumped up like a silly girl, trying to snapping the damn evidence.
Unfortunately, he was too tall and she was too short. Accompanied by Emmett's charming chuckles,
Elaine failed and panted with fatigue.
She watched helplessly as Emmett pocketed the pictures.
Elaine clasped her fingers, stamped her feet, and wailed,
'Heaven! God! My future...'
They talked and joked with each other, enjoying the time in the children’s park.
Like many other couples, they ate and played games. They had spaghetti in a fast food restaurant and
tried all the facilities...
Finally, at sunset, they left the children’s park.
Walking out of the children’s park, they found a classic car waiting at the entrance.
Elaine suddenly had a feeling that she had returned to reality from the fairy tale.
Sadness took the upper hand over her.
No matter how wonderful it was, fairy tales were fairy tales.
The reality was harsh.
He and she were, as ever, from two different worlds.
Supporting her butt, Emmett helped Elaine get into the back seat and sat next to her.
The car headed towards her home.
...
Elaine leaned against Emmett's strong body and took in his charming smell. She wanted to cry.
She closed her eyes immediately and bit her lips.
Emmett guessed she was exhausted and fell asleep. He gently put his coat on her and laid her head
on his thigh.
Elaine did not dare to open her eyes.
With her eyes closed, she could hear Emmett's shallow breathing.
She could also feel his hand gently running through her hair with affection.
She wanted to cry even more...
The car arrived at the alley of Elaine's place.
Emmett told the driver in a low voice, "Wait, I'm taking her inside."
"Yes, sir."
The driver lowered his voice.
Emmett scooped Elaine up carefully as if he was holding a treasure.
Elaine leaned against his chest and almost did not dare to breathe.
His heartbeat was strong and steady.
Emmett carried Elaine home and gently placed her on the bed.
He bent down and observed Elaine's sleeping face. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her on
the lips.
"Baby, I missed you very much these days. I did..."
Emmett murmured softly and stroked her face before leaving reluctantly.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Elaine couldn't hold back her tears anymore!
Meanwhile, sitting in the car, Emmett took out the photos they had taken from his pocket and looked at
them over and over again.
Emotions occupied his eyes.
This was the first time he had taken pictures in a photo booth...
His phone rang. Emmett paused for a moment before putting it through.
"Emmett..."
It was Atwood.
"Oh, father."
"Come home, would you?"
"I got something to do tonight..."
"Marina is here. And Juliana, too..."
What Atwood had offered was enough for him to understand.
Emmett's heart skipped a beat.
"Marina is there, too? Alright, I'll be there soon. Father, you can't do anything to Marina!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Son, they are all guests. I will treat her well. Come home, hurry
up."
...
Emmett had a bad feeling.
This was because Atwood had always been far-sighted and one step ahead.
In terms of Juliana, he believed the potential benefits the Mafia would bring to the Smith family, and
would never allow Emmett to act at his free will.
He actually invited Marina to the Smith’s Manor...
Emmett was alert.
"I'm not going to the company. Turn around and head to the Smith’s Manor!"
Emmett gave the order coldly and clenched his phone tightly.
He thought quickly, considering what he would do if he were Atwood.
Surprised for a short while, the driver stepped on the brakes, turned around, and replied calmly, "Yes!"
Twenty minutes later, Emmett reached the Smith’s Manor.
As soon as he stepped into Atwood's garden, he was surrounded by cool air and fragrance.
Emmett narrowed his eyes and walked in quickly.
Atwood had been quietly observing his son in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Judging from the way he walked, it seemed that... Emmett did care about Marina.
Did he... Did he misunderstand his son?
Was Emmett into Marina?
"Father!"
Emmett went into the living room and frowned. He looked very unhappy.
"Father, why did you get Marina here? Where is she?"
Atwood let out a faint smile and turned around slowly. Holding a delicate teacup in his hand, he said
softly,
"Are you thirsty? I've just made tea. Would you like some?"
Emmett clenched his teeth and let out a hateful sigh. He anxiously said,
"Father! Where's Marina?"
Atwood smoothed his brows and put on a smile. "Easy, son. You seldom come home. And when you
do, you don't even ask how your old man is doing first. Instead, you keep asking for a woman."
Emmett sighed inwardly.
'How you're doing my ass! You have so many servants around you, and you have been exercising for
many years. You know how to keep good health and are stronger than young people.'
"Father, you know I'm anxious. When it comes to Marina, how could I have the mood for tea? Where's
Marina? You didn't make things difficult for her, did you?"
...
The smile on Atwood's face disappeared bit by bit. "Emmett, you really like that Marina?"
Knowing that his father was an expert at reading other's minds, Emmett knitted his brows and began
deliberately, "It's not that I like her very much. I just have a connection with her."
"Oh... I don't think that Marina is very outstanding. Why do you treat her so special... Emmett, I know
you, you are very picky and won't easily fall for any woman... Your sudden enthusiasm for Marina is too
strange. You're not doing this to cover that Elaine up, are you..."
"Father!"
Emmett turned a little paler. Thanks to his years of experience, he was very good at hiding his
emotions. On the surface, he appeared quite undisturbed.
"Father, what are you joking about? I barely know that Elaine. To me, she is like Tina, just a for booty
calls. How could she compare with Marina? If Marina hears you, she would be so sad. Where is she?
I'll go find her. "
Atwood sighed, "Why are you suddenly treating Marina so... Forget it, let's go, I'll bring you there."
Emmett heaved a sigh of relief silently.
What he said and behaved just now would probably have fooled the sly man.
Atwood led Emmett through the back door of the living room to the garden behind.
In the center of the garden, under the white pavilion, sat Juliana and Marina.
Emmett quickened his pace, showing that he was worried about Marina.
He walked past the flowers and called out as he approached Marina,
"Marina! Marina!"
His shout resulted in Julianne and Marina looking up at him.
Atwood didn't miss the expressions of the two women.
The moment Julianne and Marina saw Emmett, their eyes were both sparked with joy and affection!
'So, looks like the relationship between Emmett and Marina is real?'
...
Atwood breathed out the air from his nose and came up with an idea.
"Emmett, you're here."
Emmett quickened his pace, showing that he was worried about Marina.
He walked past the flowers and called out as he approached Marina,
“Marina! Marina!"
His shout resulted in Julianne and Marina looking up at him.
Atwood didn't miss the expressions of the two women.
The moment Julianne and Marina saw Emmett, their eyes were both sparked with joy and affection!
‘So, looks like the relationship between Emmett and Marina is real?’
Atwood breathed out the air from his nose and came up with an idea.
“Emmett, you're here."
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