My Most Precious Wife
Chapter 247 She Was Also Tired

"Check if Emily is still at the Jacksons', and take her back." Hunter hung up the phone and said to Liam.

Liam said, "Mr. Henry just sent her back."

"Henry?"

"Yes, it was also Henry who took her there in the evening. I ran into Henry in the front yard and chatted with him for a while. He..."

"So you have so much time lately?" Young Master Hunter's tone sounded clearly unhappy.

"I, I, I am very busy, young master, you know I have many things to do every day."

Liam raised his hand and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The young master seemed to be very upset with Mr. Henry recently. So in the future, in front of the young master, Liam would not mention his name.

"Then I... shall I go, go to Mrs. Jackson... No, go to Miss Emily..."

"She already has an escort, what are you going to do?"

With a beep, the call was cut off!

Liam looked at the darkened screen with a helpless expression.

If this continued, he had a hunch that Young Master would really disfigure Henry.

Henry had got a handsome face could really deceive an ignorant girl.

Anyway, for that man he didn't need a good-looking face to survive.

Henry had better pray for himself!...

"Achoo!" Henry, who was driving, sneezed several times, and finally stopped.

Looking sideways at Emily, his smile was a little apologetic, "Sorry, maybe someone is thinking of me."

"Yeah." Emily was not interested in the joke at all.

She looked worried. Henry couldn't help but ask, "Did Matriarch just tell you something? Something that sounds bad?"

"No." Emily randomly dropped a word. She was obviously absent-minded.

"Then what are you thinking?" Henry was actually very strange, why did he seem to be so gossip lately?

But there was nothing wrong about being gossip. He had every right to ask if he wanted to.

"Are you sure you are not thinking about anything?"

"Emily, even if we are not friends, you are still my subordinates. The boss is afraid that the subordinate is in a bad mood, which will affect her work. Can't he just ask?" These words made Emily come back from her thoughts and looked at him, "It will not affect my work."

"Well, tell me, how are you going to deal with the interview tomorrow?"

If he remembered correctly, the office building allocated to her on the tenth floor was still empty when she left the office.

So many reporters would be interviewing tomorrow, what would she show everyone?

If he couldn't handle it, the Shapers' reputation will be lost.

"Don't worry. You won't humiliate the Sharpers'."

"Then can you reveal a bit of your plan first?"

"Boss, it's off work now."

"..." Really! Was this the attitude of the subordinates to the boss!

"Mr. Henry, there is a car here that can go directly to the school. You can park on the side of the road and I will go back by myself."

Emily didn't want to deal with anyone tonight. She had too many things in her mind.

She wanted to call Hunter, but she didn't know what to say.

Although she felt that Wendy's attitude in front of Matriarch was a little too rude, what if she had gained the acquiescence of Hunter? What's more, Wendy was so angry because she went to visit Matriarch by herself.

She was tossing the anger at her on Matriarch.

As long as she left by herself, Wendy would not do anything to Matriarch.

The good treatment Wendy received at Jackson's family was all because she saved Matriarch's life. Matriarch was her backer, no matter how rude she was, it was impossible to do anything to her backer. Henry was a little frustrated, glanced at her sideways, and snorted, "I won't ask anymore, Ok?"

He looked at the way forward, and really didn't say anything anymore.

Emily sighed for a while and then said softly, "Sorry, I'm in a bad mood tonight."

Henry was still a bit frustrated. So was it really Ok to treat others so coldly when she was in a bad mood?

Her bad mood was not caused by him.

But as Henry looked at her again, she was already leaning back in the chair, closing her eyes and resting.

She didn't seem to be in good condition. It seemed that she was very tired.

Finally, she calmed down.

Her engagement was cancelled yesterday, and she went to The Jacksons' in the evening. No matter what Matriarch said to her, it was not something that would make her happy. He saw that she was particularly energetic all day, so he thought that this girl was a hard-working girl, and that nothing could trouble her.

But thinking about it again, she was just a little girl.

The car ran on the island, and finally stopped at the back door of the school.

Emily did not react at all, and fell asleep in the passenger seat.

The slight snore showed her exhaustion at this moment.

Henry wanted to remind her that she was at school, but seeing her sleeping like this, he didn't want to disturb her. Finally, he drove the car to the side of the road near the school, turned off the engine, and opened the window. Carefully, the passenger seat was leveled down.

Emily just moved slightly, found a more comfortable posture, and fell asleep again.

Henry took the thin coat he had dropped from the back row and gently covered her.

He also leveled the seat, but stared at her pale face with no intention to sleep.

What was going on with her and the boss?

Hunter obviously cared about her, why did he break the marriage with her? And why did he suddenly decide to go to Ali Khan? Although Mr. Henry, the noble son, looked wise and elegant on weekdays, in fact, he had never even talked about love.

In fact, he really didn't understand the relationship between men and women.

Hunter wanted to go to Ali Khan, was it related to Emily?

The wind blew into the slightly open car window, blowing Emily's fine hair.

The hair fell on her face, making her frown in her dream.

Henry stretched out his hand subconsciously, trying to brush her hair away.

He raised his hand into the air, but then abruptly retracted it.

This action seems a bit unsuitable, a bit...too intimate.

But because of the hair on her face, her eyebrows seemed to be frowning all the time, as if she was about to be awakened by the hair.

Finally, when she moved her eyes for the third time, Henry stretched out his hand.

Long fingers ran lightly across her face, keeping the strands of hair behind her ears.

This girl felt comfortable and she fell asleep again.

Henry breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that his act just now would wake her up.

He was sweating like he just had a big fight!

No, he was never nervous to fight, but just now, he was really nervous...

A gust of wind blew his mind back, only to realize that he had been staring at her for at least several minutes.

Suddenly, his heartbeat speeds up inexplicably!

He immediately turned his gaze away, looking at the scenery outside. His breath was a bit messy, and the roots of his ears were hot.

He didn't know what happened to him, in short, something was wrong.

Anyway, he was a little afraid to look back.

Finally, he simply rolled over, turned his back to her, and closed his eyes to rest.

The night was long, and time wore on.

He didn't know how long it took. The girl suddenly woke up from her dream and sat up suddenly.

"God! Where am I? What time is it?"-------------