His thoughts were seen through by Emily. Hunter could only pretend not to care. He coughed lightly,
and looked away.
“It was you who took the initiative to kiss me. I just reluctantly cooperated. Otherwise, you would feel
embarrassed:
"Really?" Emily felt angry and funny. She could only say helplessly, ‘It's okay. I can accept it:
After putting the medicine away, she stood up and looked at him.
"Mr. Hunter, you can rest after taking the medicine’'
He didn't speak, just frowned slightly.
What did this mean? She seemed to have no intention to accompany him to rest.
“I still have something to deal with”
Emily turned around to walk aside to open the bag that Liam had brought back for her. She took out the
laptop and placed it
on the table.
"l have to write the scripts tonight. I'll start working when I finish taking a shower. You go to bed first. I'm
here to take care of
you’
He still didn't speak. Emily put the laptop away, took her nightdress and walked into the bathroom.
When she came out, Mr. Hunter was still lying on the bed, half-squinting. She didn’t know if he was
asleep.
She walked over to touch his forehead.
After confirming no symptoms of fever, she walked to the desk and opened her laptop.
Once she started working hard, she looked really beautiful.
Unconsciously, Hunter was staring at her for a long time.
Emily didn't notice anyone staring at her.
With Aryan's speed, there were not many scripts she had, at most there were only two or three scripts
left.
Two or three episodes were only enough for Aryan to draw for one day.
Therefore, after taking care of Mr. Hunter to sleep, she immediately started working.
She didn't even notice that there was the man behind her watching her.
She didn't notice until he suddenly reached out to hug her.
"Ah!" Emily was taken aback. She turned back abruptly, But her thin lips actually touched his face.
"Kiss me?” The man frowned.
"No!" Emily quickly denied, “Mr. Hunter, what are you doing?"
“I stand for a long time. I feel a little dizzy" His reason seemed to be particularly useful. No matter
where he went, no matter what he did, it was a good excuse.
“Aren't you sleeping?" Why did he stand for a long time?
"Seeing that you work so hard, I want to do something too” He sat down in her chair.
Emily had no choice but to stand up to give him the chair.
“If you feel unwell, don't do anything. Get a good night's sleep, and get up tomorrow, Okay?"
“I can't fall sleep”
“What's the matter?" Just now, she thought he was asleep.
Hunter didn't speak. He couldn't sleep anyway.
Seeing that she wanted to walk away, he gently pulled over her. She immediately sat down on the
chair, sitting in his arms.
“Mr. Hunter..”
“You do your business. I just look at it” He put his chin on her shoulder. His arm wrapped her waist,
really intending to watch it all the time.
Emily subconsciously wanted to push his hand away. He was obviously coming on to her!
However, Hunter didn't do anything excessive except holding her.
After trying several times to push him away, he still hugged her tightly.
In the end, Emily really had no choice but to let him hug her.
After all, she really still had a lot of work. If she continued to argue with him, her work wouldn't finish.
Hunter just hugged her. He really didn’t have other presumptuous behavior.
At most, his face was getting closer and closer to her neck. In the end, his thin lips almost stuck to her
neck.
Emily was really helpless. Under Hunter's movements, she couldn't calm down and write scripts.
Especially, his lips were so close to her neck, as if he was kissing her. Could she focus on the work?
However, he didn't go further. She didn't know how to say him.
After she wrote an episode, she found that his breathing gradually became even.
The warm breath sprayed on her neck. She felt numb, which made her fascinated.
But he closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep on her shoulder.
“Mr. Hunter?” Emily called out softly.
He did not respond at all. She called his name again, but the response to her was steady snoring.
He actually fell asleep.
Emily suddenly remembered the articles she had read before. No matter how powerful a man was,
sometimes he would feel powerless.
Now, Mr. Hunter was just like what the article said.
He was just tired, and suddenly wanted to find a harbor to rest.
She stayed with him and took care of him when he was injured.
So at this time, did he regard her as his harbor?
Otherwise, how could he keep reluctant to let her leave?
After calming down, looking sideways at the man sleeping on her shoulder, Emily didn't have any
dubious in her heart.
She just felt quiet and peaceful.
It was like that she was looking at her own child.
After completing the two episodes as quickly as possible, together with the previous one, she emailed
three episodes to Aryan. Then she gently patted the back of Hunter's hand.
"Mr. Hunter, let's go to bed and sleep’
Go to bed... She didn't know how ambiguous her words were.
Fortunately, Hunter fell sleep and didn't hear her at all.
Under Emily's half-coaxing and half-ordering, he returned to the bed and lay down, but he always held
her hand and did not let go.
"Don't go..."
She felt sorry for him, because she didn't expect him to be so clingy to her after being injured.
"I'm not leaving” Gently lifting the quilt, Emily lay down beside him.
As soon as she lay down, he immediately hugged her, as if he treated her as a bear doll. He hugged
her firmly.
“Mr. Hunter...”
What replied to her was still his soft snoring.
He was really tired. Otherwise, he wouldn't snore.
He was so exhausted, besides, he was injured, so he didn't recover after a day of rest.
She stretched out her fingers to touch on his face, and smoothed his messy hair.
How good would it be to be like this for a lifetime?
However, he was Mr. Hunter, a person who was destined not to be with her forever.
As long as she closed her eyes, the picture of herself being hit by a car and covered in blood would
appear clearly.
She didn't want to die, but what was she doing now?
If she got too close to him, she would die.
But she still clung to him tightly, she didn’t want to be alive?
Her fingertips ran across his thin lips, wishing to pounce and swallow him fiercely.
But in the end, she still calmed down. She just put her arms around his neck and closed her eyes.
She didn’t know what would happen in the future.
But at least for this moment, she was still in his arms, and he was sleeping beside her.
Things that she didn't even dare to think about in her previous life came true in this life.
It seemed very unreal...
Emily gradually closed her eyes.
The evening breeze penetrated from the window, blowing their fine hair up.
The shadow cuddling together seemed to merge into one.
There were some things that they dared not say or they couldn't say. They seemed to have been
walked these roads, but it also seemed that they had never set foot.
That night, Emily had a long, long dream.
In the dream, she and Mr. Hunter gave birth to a son and a daughter.
From young, to middle-aged, to old age, the two lived together in peace and quiet.
Dreams were always sweet. The happiness lasted until she woke up.
The noise from outside caused Emily to open her eyes suddenly.
When she was about to get up, Mr. Hunter had already sat up beside her.
Outside, Liam knocked on the door, "Mr. Hunter, something happened. The back room is on fire, and
Matriarch is trapped inside!”
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