Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 1391

Emerson drove back to his villa.

On the way, he stopped at a dessert shop in the south of the city. When he was at Anthea's home, the little fellow Erik was eating a doughnut in his hands with appetite. He looked at the pink doughnut, thinking that Bunny would also like it.

Though the shop selling this kind of doughnut was far away, he still drove there. It was the weekend, so many people were queuing before the shop. He had been in line for more than an hour and finally bough what he wanted.

From a distance, he spotted a small figure sitting under the swing in the courtyard.

She had not put on any cosplay costumes since she came back. She was dressed in proper clothes, with her long hair hanging down softly behind her head. There was a rabbit hairpin on the right of her head, which made her look like a lonely fairy lost in the secular world.

After parking the car, Emerson strode over.

He frowned. "Bunny, why are you sitting here? You wear so little. Why don't you put on a coat? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

In the early morning and at night, the temperature in the north was very low. It was especially cold after the sunset.

She was wearing only a silk nightgown. It was short and flimsy.

Emerson touched her shoulder. As expected, her skin was cold. He thought that she must have stayed outside for a long time.

Bunny smiled brightly as she saw him. "Hey, you're back!"

"Um!" Emerson took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

She tilted her head and noticed the box in his hand. "What did you buy?"

Emerson chuckled, looked down at her, and gently coaxed her as if she were a little girl. "Doughnuts. I bought them for you!"

Her eyes immediately lit up.

She was pleasantly surprised and stared at the transparent box. Those pink doughnuts with colorful sugar dots looked so lovely. She fixed her eyes at them, then suddenly bowed her head, her eyes flicking as if she was thinking about something else.

She looked down, her eyes leaving two shadows on her face. Emerson could tell that she was thinking about something unhappy.

He asked her softly, "Bunny, what's wrong?" Bunny shook her head.

Then, when she looked up again, she changed into a smiling face. "Nothing serious. I just miss you too much!"

Emerson was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. "But we've just separated for a few hours!"

Bunny pouted, grabbing his big hands with her small hands and rubbing against him. "I cannot help thinking about you even if you've just left one minute!"

Emerson's heart softened when he heard her words. "You're such a lovely girl!"

Bunny spread her arms, asking for a hug.

Emerson picked her up from the swing and walked steadily back to the villa.

After taking her to bed, he went downstairs and asked Maid Cadwell to cook ginger soup for her to warm up. She wore so little and stayed outside for so long, so he was afraid that she would catch a cold. Emerson came back with a bowl of ginger soup, and Bunny was leaning lazily on the head of the bed.

Her eyes were unfocused.

Still, Emerson felt that she had something on her mind.

However, every time he wanted to replace out what she was thinking about, she would immediately raise her smiling face and return to normal.

Maybe, her period was coming soon?

It was said that a woman would be moody during that period every mouth.

Emerson thought to himself as he handed her the ginger soup. He asked her to drink it while it was still warm to drive the chilliness away from her body.

Bunny did not take it. Instead, she pled in a delicate voice, "Feed it to me."

Emerson could not bear to turn down her request at all.

He had never known that a woman could be so devastating when she acted coquettishly!

Emerson picked up the soup bowl and fed her spoon by spoon.

She opened her little mouth, leaned against his big hand, and sipped one by one. It seemed that she relied quite heavily on him and could not live without him. However, she did not swallow the last mouthful of the soup.

She rolled her eyes wickedly.

When Emerson saw her eyes sparkling, he knew that she was up to something.

The next second, she threw herself upon him.

Her two small hands wrapped around his neck, and her full, rosy lips came close.

She delivered every single drop of the ginger soup in her mouth into his.

Beyond that, she also sent her tongue into his mouth.

Now, both of their mouths were filled with the spicy smell of ginger.

Emerson's eyes deepened. With this, how could he not stay undisturbed? He put the empty bowl on the bedside table next to him and pounced on her. Within seconds, they messed the big bed up.

Like a fairy enchantress, she bewitched him completely.

Emerson was deeply immersed in being so intimate with her.

Gradually, it was getting dark outside.

The fiery atmosphere in the room continued.

They lay lazily in the bed, stark naked. Bunny held his neck tight and said in his ear with a soft and sweet voice. "Emerson, my favorite!"

Emerson responded with some swift kisses, but he said nothing.

Bunny was disappointed that he did not say the same sweet words to her.

She pursed her lips, intending to try again.

"Emerson, I love you the most."

Emerson chuckled, the corner of his mouth upturned.

A storm of emotion surged through him, but finally, he swallowed his sweet words back.

Emerson wanted to say it at a much more important moment.

In the evening, Bunny was waiting for someone on the roadside of an office building, idly kicking the small stones.

Someone behind her called out, "Bunny!"

When she turned around and saw Anthea, Bunny remembered that she often came to the antenatal training center here.

"Hi." She raised her small hand.

Holding her big belly, Anthea asked with a smile, "Are you also shopping nearby?"

"No, I just finished watching the movie, and I'm waiting for Emerson to pick me up." Bunny shook her head. Looking

at Anthea's growing belly, she asked curiously, "Are you going to give birth to a baby soon?"

When Anthea heard her mention the baby, her face shone brightly. "Well, the estimated date of delivery is in the next month!" "Congratulations!" Bunny gave her a big smile. "Thank you!" Anthea smiled. "By the way, I heard from Emerson that you are going to an art school next month?"

Bunny expression stiffened slightly.

How could he tell so much to her?

But she still smiled and nodded. "Yes!"

Anthea did not notice there was something in her voice and continued, "I also heard him say that you're very good at painting and very talented!"

Emerson did not mention it casually. In fact, Anthea was amazed at his animated expression when he described it. He was actually showing off. Bunny forced a light smile, but she felt depressed.

She thought that Emerson should be here soon, so she asked considerately, "Do you want us to send you home?"

Anthea waved her hand and turned down her offer since she would not stay with a couple being passionate in love. "No, the driver is on the way and will be here soon. And I have to go to kindergarten to pick up my son!"

"Oh!" Bunny nodded.

Anthea took out her phone and called the driver to ask where he was.

Bunny quietly sized her up, exclaiming that she still looked so beautiful when pregnant.

Her white skin was as delicate as that of a porcelain doll. Even without makeup, her facial features were bright and charming. Whenever she smiled, two small dimples would appear on her face, making her lovely and appealing.

Bunny thought she was so happy!

She had a handsome husband in the army who loved her deeply. Besides, Emerson also carried her in his heart.

She was the happiest woman in the world! Bunny thought that she must have done countless good things in the past and finally earned such a perfect life.

Bunny sighed softly.

When she inadvertently looked up, she suddenly saw something and was shocked.

"Be careful!"