Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 942 What a Pity (1)

Emily took a leave on Friday. With some fruits, she went upstairs with Vincent to visit Ferne who was discharged from the hospital.

Although he had been staying in the hospital for a few days, Ferne seemed to be in a bad mood. Emily didn't know if she had thought too much, but she felt that Ferne seemed to have done something wrong and didn't dare to look her in the eye.

Noah was also curious. He kept lowering his head to peel the fruit. Originally, Emily wanted to talk to Noah about Stephanie's plan of replaceing a few more security guards to maintain security in the Relax Room. Seeing that Noah had been seriously peeling the fruit with his head down, Emily didn't raise the subject.

Vincent was not talkative. The atmosphere was a little quiet. Ferne didn't get a cold or a fever, so Emily felt awkward asking him about his situation. In the end, Emily said that she hoped Ferne would get better soon and then left.

"Vincent, don't you think there's something strange between them?" Emily asked Vincent.

"I don't think so," Vincent said expressionlessly.

"I felt that something was wrong," Emily said as she propped up her chin.

"Let's go." Vincent held her hand and walked home.

"Oh. Ferne is wearing a lot of clothes and a scarf around his neck. His illness seems to be quite serious. He's even afraid of the cold."

Vincent didn't know what to say.

After a long while, Emily understood that Ferne would relapse. It probably would relapse four to five times a month.

Every time his hemorrhoids relapsed, Ferne would hide at home. Emily would bring Christy, Stephanie, and the others out, asking him if he wanted to join them.

During that time, Ferne would feel sad and angry for these women making fun of him.

This was Christy's idea. Emily did not understand, but by the time she did, it was a long time later.

In late April.

Emily drew a picture and sent it to the Dalton Hotel as a sign, which was hung in the middle of the hall.

The man in a white shirt was sitting on the bed. His eyes were covered by a pair of women's hands, revealing only his straight nose and thin lips. His skin was very fair, and his features were well-defined. The girl behind him was half-covered by her long hair. She was lowering her head and kissing the man's cheek. It was beautiful and warm, making many guests stop and admire it for a long time.

Many people knew that it was E's painting and vied to buy it. But Ferne turned them down. Ferne said very seriously to the guests, "This painting is not for sale because it is the treasure of our hotel." What Ferne said made the painting more valuable. When Emily went to the class, she heard that almost everyone in the class was discussing E's new work. "Have you seen it?"

"What?"

"E's new painting has been posted online!"

"I saw it last night. I heard that it was in the Dalton Hotel."

"I remember that there is a Dalton Hotel in City Y."

"That's right! It's owned by the same boss."

"Well. Only the boss of the Dalton Hotel has seen E."

"They must be very familiar with each other, so everyone guessed that E is a man."

"A man? I don't think so. I think E is a woman. The paintings are very delicate, like they were drawn by a woman."

"I think the same."

The class was noisy. As soon as Emily sat down, Tatiana patted her shoulder. "Emily, E is so popular now. Draw some paintings. You might be hotter than she is." Emily was speechless.

When Violet heard this, she glanced at Emily and said, "But Emily only knows how to draw cartoons. E is an artist and draws exquisite paintings. Emily's works could only be comics."

"Hey, Violet. You're so gossip. As Emily's deskmate, you should give her some confidence. How do you know that Emily can't draw high-end paintings? Maybe her paintings are much better than E," Tatiana retorted unhappily.

"Bullshit!" Tatiana was furious. "Don't take nonsense, will you?"

"Oh, are you anxious now?" Tatiana chuckled, "If Emily participated in the Fine Arts Education Research, she would get first place!"

"Don't brag." Violet rolled her eyes.

"Tatiana, don't go too far." Tatiana slapped the table.

Marley covered her ears. "Tatiana, don't be noisy."

Tatiana was furious. "You all like E, don't you? Violet, have you forgotten who drew the cartoon card for you on Christmas Day? If you don't appreciate Emily's drawing, give her the card back!" Violet stammered. "The cartoons that Emily drew are beautiful, but she can't draw what E had drawn."

"What right do you have to say that?" Tatiana asked bluntly.

Violet took out her booklet, which was filled with printed pictures. All of them were the works of E. It could be seen that she was a fangirl of E.