Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 925 Do Something Else (3)

"Did you get caught in the rain?" Vincent walked over and touched her hair. "What did you eat outside?"

"Barbecue and..." Before Emily could finish speaking, Vincent suddenly leaned closer. Emily covered her mouth and took a step back. "What's wrong?" "What are you hiding from me for?" Vincent asked, looking at Emily.

Emily put her hand down and said as if nothing had happened, "I'm going to take a shower. Don't kiss me."

Vincent leaned over and gently sniffed her face. He narrowed his eyes and pinched her chin, lifting her chin light. "Did you smoke?"

Emily pretended to be surprised. "How is this possible? It must be someone else's smell of smoke on me!"

"Why are you so nervous?" An evil smile flashed in Vincent's eyes. "When did I say you smoked?"

Emily held her breath and her face turned red. She looked at Vincent and muttered, "Alright, I smoked."

Vincent lifted her chin and kissed her. "As punishment..."

Vincent kissed Emily deeply and didn't finish the sentence.

Then a groan came from the bathroom.

The Qingming Festival was a difficult time for both Emily and Vincent, but they were tired after tossing for a night and fell into a deep sleep.

There were two bunches of chrysanthemums in front of Maury's tombstone. Eliot and Sydnee might have come here.

Emily walked over with the white chrysanthemum in her hand. She took out a cup and poured some tea into it.

"Dad, these are the tea leaves I planted. You might try some." Emily pushed the cup in front of the tombstone and then walked to the tombstone beside it. She moved Donna's tombstone here. Similarly, Emily poured a cup of tea in front of Donna's tombstone.

Emily then sat there in a daze.

It was cloudy today but it didn't rain. As the wind blew by, the air was filled with a salty and wet smell of soil. Yesterday, the rain washed the ground, and the newborn weeds were tinged with green. Emily sat quietly until evening. She heard footsteps coming from the front. She looked up and saw that Kamron was looking at her awkwardly with two bunches of chrysanthemums. "Go and greet him!" Tom urged Kamron.

Kamron glared at him and scolded in a low voice, "Shut up!"

Tom ignored him and went to chat with the guards.

"Where is Mr. Vincent?" Kamron placed the flowers in front of Maury and Donna's tombstones and asked, "Why didn't he come with you?"

Emily sat there and did not move. "He did."

Kamron stood up. After a long time, he looked at Emily and asked, "How have you been?"

"Pretty well." Emily looked at him and asked, "Hasn't your family gone bankrupt yet?"

Kamron was embarrassed.

Kamron was silent for a moment and then said, "I have to go now."

Emily nodded.

Kamron said before he left, "Sorry."

Emily did not ask him if he had said this to her or to Maury and Donna. She only looked down at the ants on the ground walking past her feet, moving the snacks they had found from somewhere.

Emily didn't think she had let it go, but she didn't hate Kamron. His father's fault had nothing to do with Kamron, but Emily would never become friends with him.

Maury died because of them, and every time Emily met Kamron, she would think of the heinous crime the Heyton family had committed to the Britt family.

When it was dark, Vincent came back and picked her up from the ground. When he passed a row of tombstones, he saw Harold's tombstone.

There was no flower on it, only a box of fruity candy.

In front of the tombstone was a portrait of Harold that Emily newly drew. There was a faint smile on that sincere face.

Emily cried quietly in Vincent's arms. She did not want to cry. But when Vincent came, she could not help but lie in his arms and cry. No one saw her and she could cry as she liked.

Vincent carried her into the car, stroking on her back as he asked softly, "Shall we go home?"

Emily nodded with tears in her eyes.

On the way back, Emily fell asleep in Vincent's arms. After they had dinner, Emily locked herself in the studio.

Vincent had some business to deal with in the new company and went out. When he came back late at night, Emily was still in the studio.

Vincent opened the door and went in. The first thing he saw was Emily was sleeping on the sofa. She was holding a photo in her arms. It was a photo of Emily and her parents. The young Emily smiled sweetly at the camera. Maury and Donna also revealed happy smiles.

Vincent took the photo out of her arms and then picked her up.

"Vincent?" Emily was awakened and found that it was Vincent. Then she lay softly in his arms. "You've slept for a long time today. Can you sleep at night?" Vincent carried her into the bedroom.

"If you can't sleep, I'll get up and read," said Emily, her voice hoarse.

Vincent put her on the bed, unbuttoned his shirt, and said, "Let's do something else."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐