My Most Precious Wife
Chapter 289 At Least I'M Sincere

Peter was stunned for a moment and said, "Young Master Hunter does not have a business trip lately. He has always been in Bentson City." Emily's fingertips tightened slightly. She would suspect Peter if he rephrased the statement.

However, his words made her unable to replace any flaws.

"Miss Emily, do you replace Young Master Hunter for something?"

When Peter was facing her, he was always so friendly, "How about I calling Young Master Hunter for you?"

He took out his phone and wanted to dial Hunter's number.

Emily lowered her eyes and shook her head, "No need, I have nothing to say to him."

Since Hunter was still in Bentson City, he didn't come to see her because he was unwilling.

Did she do something wrong? It seemed that she did nothing wrong.

"Let them take me back to rest. Peter, thank you for your help today."

"You're welcome. Young Master Hunter has instructed that I must repair your scars. Otherwise, he will feel guilty."

Peter pushed her out of the operating room.

Emily said nothing. Peter's last sentence had destroyed her remaining hopes.

He truly abandoned her.

Henry waited outside. Seeing Peter pushing her out, he greeted her, "Peter, how is it?"

"There're no big problems, except three scars that can be repaired again in a month."

"I see." Henry nodded and walked behind the wheelchair. "Thank you. I will contact you in a month."

"Okay." Peter nodded and watched them leave.

They went back to the ward. Emily was about to get up when Henry picked her up and gently placed her on the bed.

He finished this set of movements with ease.

"I can leave now." Emily looked at him, and there was not much emotion between her eyebrows.

"The parts that were wounded do not hurt anymore."

Henry nodded, "Alright, when you leave the hospital tomorrow, you walk yourself."

She didn't say anything. Henry pushed the wheelchair aside and began to tidy up her pillow.

"Peter said that he used a lot of anesthetics today. Although it was local anesthesia, you'd better sleep after coming back. You can eat in four hours. Otherwise, you would vomit."

Emily just watched him pack her things, tidy up her medicine, and take care of her meticulously.

Finally, she said, "You are very familiar with Peter. In fact, you are one of the good brothers of Hunter."

Henry was surprised and looked at her.

Emily had known from her previous life that Hunter had several brothers with whom he went through fire and water.

They didn't see each other often, but every time they met, Hunter would come back with the smell of alcohol.

As for her, she was unable to approach him, so she could only look at him from afar. After he walked over, she smelled the aura he left behind, as if she was standing with him. Earlier, she had suspected Henry, but she had been uncertain.

But now, she was sure.

Henry looked down at her. Emily's gaze was very calm. Her expression did not change.

When his identity was guessed correctly, his breathing became a little chaotic.

"And then?" he asked.

"Then?" Emily greeted his gaze and blinked, "Young Master Henry, I don't understand what you mean."

Henry was a little embarrassed. If she was angry, she could scold him.

But she was so quiet now, which made him not know how to get along with her.

"Well, did Hunter ask you to take care of me? When? When you got close to me for the first time?"

"No." At that time, he was purely curious about what kind of qualities this girl possessed that would make the boss crazy about her.

"Why did you get close to me?"

"Because I am curious."

"About what?

"Don't ask. I won't tell you." He didn't know how to explain, nor did he want to lie to her, so he chose not to say anything.

"Hunter asks you to take care of me? Does he feel that he owes me?"

In fact, Henry did not know.

Perhaps, Hunter did so partly because he felt guilty.

But it was mostly because of his affections towards Emily.

"Yes." He nodded. It was the part of the reason.

Emily lowered her eyes. Her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, casting out two rows of fan-shaped shadows that were beautiful.

Henry felt that he couldn't handle such a problem. Did his words make her unhappy?

"Do you think," Emily suddenly whispered after silence, "he still needs me?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" He could not guess the decisions of others.

Emily smiled and looked up at him. "It would make me very uneasy since you get close to me with a purpose."

"Why are you uneasy? I don't want anything from you." Henry pulled out a chair and sat down beside the bed.

"I'm uneasy, because I want something from you."

Henry couldn't understand this, so he frowned.

Emily heaved a sigh of relief. After composing herself, she looked at Henry.

"I'm afraid that everything about you is fake."

He concerned her and got along well with her. He quarreled with her and then they made it up. Emily was afraid all of these were fake.

Henry wanted to speak, but he suddenly understood what she meant.

He didn't know why his mood became complicated because of what Emily said.

A lot of emotions lingered in his mind. He felt his heart beating violently, but he had to prevent it from beating too fast.

Perhaps even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

But in short, he was certain of some things.

He rubbed his fingers, wanting to say something relaxing, but in the end, he found that he could not do that.

However, if he said something serious, it would not fit his identity.

In the end, Henry only glanced at her and pretended not to care, "I...at least I am sincere."

"You don't lie to me?"

"I won't lie to you!"

"Alright, I believe you. However, why do you treat me so well? Could it be because of Hunter's instructions?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Who knows?"

Half an hour later, Emily slept peacefully.

Henry picked up his phone, walked out of the ward and dialed the familiar number.

Three seconds later, the other party picked up the phone.

"Is that you?"

"No."

He hung up the phone and stood in the corridor, holding the railing as he looked at the fainting sky.

On the other side, what was he doing?

The next morning, Emily remembered something very important, "Where's my phone?"

She had not seen her phone for a long time and never remembered to use it.

Henry searched for a long time before he found her phone in the bag in the drawer.

The phone was out of charge and switched off. Perhaps it had been off for a long time.

Emily found the charger, plugged it in and turned the phone on. Countless messages and missed calls came out.

She flipped through it for a while and found Joe's message, "I got the result of paternity test. You are Matriarch Jackson's granddaughter!"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐