Hello, Mr. Brent
Chapter 85

In broad daylight, she felt too shameful to go out.

"The servants knocked on the door just now." Emily finally calmeddown and said with a red face.

"I don't care. They don't come in anyway," Franklin said nonchalantly."But they must know what we're doing. You're... Shameless in broaddaylight!" Emily accused with a blush.

Franklin held her in his arms, then pinched her chin and kissed her,"We're husband and wife. What's wrong? And this is punishment. If youwrite about this mess with another man in the future, I won't spareyou."

As Franklin spoke, his lower body hit hers, startling Emily and makingher cheeks redder.

"I've explained everything to you. I wrote it for Joyce.” Emily punchedhim angrily.

"You can't write for someone else,” Franklin said domineeringly.

Just as they were speaking, a knock came on the door, and Mrs. Brentsaid, "What are you doing in the room? How long have I been waitingdownstairs? Franklin, I'm your mother at least. How dare you make mewait downstairs?"

"Ah, your mother is here.” Emily exclaimed.

They didn't expect Mrs. Brent to open the door without waiting forthem to respond.

Emily cried out in shock, and Franklin was even quicker to pull a quiltover Emily.

He, on the other hand, held a shirt in front of him and said to Mrs.Brent unhappily, "Mom, how can you come in without my permission?"Mrs. Brent also did not expect to see such a scene when she came in.She could not help but be ashamed and angry. She immediately turnedaround and said angrily, "In broad daylight, don't you feel shameful?""You've also experienced this when you were young. Don't you feelshameful, mom?” Franklin replied.

Mrs. Brent was so angry that she trembled all over. At this time, Ivy'svoice came from downstairs and asked Mrs. Brent what was wrong. Andthere were footsteps. It looked like she was going upstairs.

Mrs. Brent took a deep breath and had no time to argue with Franklin.She quickly closed the door for them and said, "Put on your clothes andcome down immediately.”

Emily covered her face and thought she'd better die than feel suchembarrassment.

"Your mother must hate me so much, and she'll hate me even more inthe future,” Emily wailed.

"Would she like you without this?" Franklin said coldly.

Emily thought he was right. Whether or not it happened, his motherwould not like her.

But...

"Oh, I always feel like I've been caught in bed,” Emily sighed.

Franklin was amused by her. He pinched her cheek and said, "We arelegal. You can put this feeling aside.”

Emily curled her lips and watched as he threw his shirt away. He stoodup and went to the bathroom as if there were no one else.

However, when he reached the bathroom door, Franklin stopped andturned around, "She told us to get down quickly. You can take a showerwhen I finish, or you can take a shower with me."

Emily hesitated for two seconds, then stood up and followed him intothe bathroom.

Although she was a little shy, they had already seen each other nakedand had sex many times. If she went downstairs later than Franklin, shewould be ridiculed to death by Mrs. Brent.

Emily's face turned even redder when she came out, so she quicklyfound a more conservative set of clothes to wrap herself up tightly.

The two of them went downstairs. Mrs. Brent had already let servantschange the tea twice.

Seeing that they were slowly approaching, she immediately snorted andsaid sarcastically, "It's good enough for you to let your elders wait here.Especially you, Emily. Although I didn't admit that you are my daughter-in-law, you are married to Franklin after all. At least you should pretendto be a daughter-in-law. Which daughter-in-law would let her mother-in-law wait so long?"

Emily complained in her heart, why didn't you reprove your son? Yousaw what happened just now. This was not a single person's fault.

But she said, "Yes, yes, yes. You're right. It's all my fault. It's all my fault.""It's not your fault. Why are you apologizing?” Franklin scolded.

Emily: ".."

She glared at him, gritted her teeth, and complained in her heart, "I'mtrying to resolve this conflict and make your mother happy.”

"What are you doing here?" Franklin asked Mrs. Brent.

He even didn't use the honorific. Franklin was really in a bad mood.Mrs. Brent's originally arrogant attitude was also changed after seeingFranklin's expression. She coughed slowly and said, “I came here todayto discuss with you about next week's The Brents banquet. I used to bethe one who helped you plan it because you didn't get married before.But now that you're married, I think you really want to show her toeveryone this year! In that case, let her participate in this familybanquet and learn how to be the master's wife of the Brents."

"Ah, I'm afraid not, I can't.” Emily immediately declined.

Mrs. Brent snorted coldly, "I didn't expect you can. Just follow me andlearn. You're Franklin's wife. You must learn. All the trivial things in theBrents will be handed over to you sooner or later. If you really don'tthink you have the ability, why don't you just let a better womanreplace you and leave consciously? Another woman would play a betterrole in this position.”

"Emily, it's very simple. I just came back to help auntie plan it. I canteach you,” Ivy said immediately.

Mrs. Brent could not help but hold Ivy's hand and said, "Ivy is stillsensible. She is a few years younger than you. Look at her and look atyou, she is really much better than you.”

"I know how good she is. You don't have to see her merits.” Franklinalso held Emily's hand.

Ivy was embarrassed and looked at them with pain in her eyes.

Mrs. Brent was so angry that she couldn't figure out what her son likedEmily. She didn't look good or have a nice figure. If she was a vixen,that was also okay. But she was rustic.

"If you don't want her to participate, forget it. If she doesn't participatethis time, she can't participate in it again."