Hello, Mr. Brent
Chapter 4

It was obvious that there was no special expression on his face, butEmily felt her mouth dry out of pressure.

This was the aura. This man's aura was so powerful that there was onlyone thought in her mind: RUN, RUN FAST!

Her intuition told her that she could not afford to provoke him

"I'm extremely sorry for what happened last night, but since you didn'tlose anything, just pretend that nothing happened, okay?" Emilymurmured in a trembling voice.

The man glared at Emily, sending a chill down her spine and causingher to shudder.

The man was indeed unhappy. He stared at her with cold eyes andpursed lips. Clearly, he was angry.

Emily cringed inwardly and clenched her hand in the quilt. The man'seyes were fierce and intimidating. Although she did not look at himdirectly, she could still feel his gaze. He was looking at her, but hedidn't speak anything. The air seemed to freeze and made her feelsuffocated

Fortunately, a discordant voice suddenly sounded in the room, breakingthe deadlock.

The cell phone was ringing.

However, it's obviously not her ringtone. She never used such a dullone.

As expected, the man stood up and walked towards the bedside table.Emily was so scared that she buried her head down even more. It's onlywhen the man picked up the phone and left did she breathed a sigh ofrelief.

"Yes, I see. I'll be right back.” The man hung up the phone and walkedto the wardrobe.

Emily inadvertently raised her head and glanced at him from the cornerof her eye. She was amazed by his gorgeous body. There was no fat onhis body, but he was not thin. He definitely belonged to the type oflooking fit in clothes, but being muscular when taking all clothes off.Oh, the pec. The bicep. That's really her thing.

"Do you like it?" The man asked and looked at her with a teasing smile.Emily came to her senses. Her cheeks were heating up. She quicklyburied her head in her hands and apologized, "I..I'm sorry."

"My name is Franklin. Don't worry. I'll take responsibility for you.”"Respon...sibility?" Emily subconsciously looked up at him,dumbfounded.

Franklin stared at Emily, gray eyes dark. Her stunned face was reallyfunny. Was it the reaction of being overjoyed?

However, he hid his thoughts and feelings so well. He explainedemotionlessly, "I have something to do now and need to leaveimmediately. You can continue to sleep as long as you want.”

"I... 1 don't need you to take responsibility for me.” Emily finallygathered her mind and shook her head.

Taking responsibility means starting a serious relationship. Whathappened yesterday was an accident. If she didn't gulp down the wine,it wouldn't have happened. She had no idea who he was. She didn'teven know how to write his name. How could she let him takeresponsibility?

She wished she could forget all when she left and never have anythingto do with the man again.

Franklin looked at her coldly, as if he didn't expect her to say that "Idon't need you to take responsibility for me” thing.

Emily awkwardly turned away and tried not to have eye contact withhim. She smiled bitterly and said, "What happened last night was anaccident. I was tricked, and all these happened when I was unconscious.But this is not your fault. We are adults. That's it! I don't need you to beresponsible. You don't have to be guilty.”

"But you are already mine."