Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 838

Her throat was as dry as if it was on fire, and she was very desperate. Suddenly, Emily felt that the sand under her feet was loosened and was falling down like running water. It was like a whirlpool, catching her legs and keeping pulling herdownwards.

Emily panicked. She found that the sand was falling faster and faster, almost reaching her entire waist. Her hands kept struggling, and tears were running down her face out of fear. Suddenly, a tall and straight figure appeared in her sight.

"Simon..."

Looking at the pair of attractive peach blossom eyes, Emily was so excited that she almost cried out.

Simon stretched out his big hand towards her. She tried her best to move forward. At the moment when she was about to grasp him, a white hand suddenly appeared and held him. Emily looked up along the hand and narrowed her eyes with difficulty. Finally, she could see the woman's appearance clearly.

Addy?

She was stunned there, watching them clasp each other's fingers tightly.

The quicksand was moving faster and faster, and the whirlpool was getting deeper and deeper. It was more and more difficult for her to breathe until she fell into darkness...

Emily opened her eyes all of a sudden, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After staring at the ceiling for a long while, she gradually came back to the real world.

She turned her head and looked out of the window. It was already dark. The moon was hanging high in the sky, and there were only a few lit windows on the opposite of the building.

Emily recalled the scene she had just dreamed of, which also included some parts of reality. She swallowed and still had a lingering fear.

For no reason at all, why would she have such a nightmare...

She took two deep breaths and gradually calmed down. She looked back from the night scene outside the window. It was almost 12 o'clock, but the quilt beside her was still cold. Simon hadn't come back yet! "Hasn't he finished the operation yet?"

Emily muttered to herself in the heart, and picked up the phone from the bedside table. When she was about to make a phone call or send a message on the WeChat, she heard the movement from the porch, and there was the sound of the key turning in the lock cylinder.

Soon, the anti-theft door was opened, and a tall and straight figure gradually appeared.

Emily put her phone in her hand, deliberately keeping the position of lying still. She wanted to wait for him to come in and give him a scare.

She held her breath and watched him put the car key on the shoe cabinet in the dark. Then he wore his slippers. His two long legs were particularly straight under the moonlight, and his footsteps were getting closer and closer...

Just when she thought he was going to step into the bedroom, he passed by the door and then gradually disappeared.

Emily waited for a long time, but she didn't see him appear again. She frowned, opened the quilt and sat up. She found her slippers in the dark and put them on.

Looking around, she found that the tall and straight figure was standing on the balcony outside the kitchen, with his back to her, his shoulder leaning against the wall. The dark shadow on the ground was slanting to the dark corner without light.

Between his fingers, there was a faint scarlet fire.

There was a smell of tobacco drifting in the air, and Emily's breath was stagnant for a moment.

She almost forgot the last time he smoked. Since she was pregnant, he had never touched it again. But now it was late at night, he was hiding here smoking. She couldn't get his emotions in the low-hanging peach blossom eyes.

"Simon?"

Emily tried to call him.

Simon was startled by her voice and he stopped smoking. When he looked back to see her, he seemed to react after two seconds in the void. He quickly broke the cigarette in his hand that had been half smoked. After waving the smoke with his hand, he quickly closed the window.

Emily walked over and heard his low and hoarse voice. "Emily, did I wake you up?"

She shook her head. When she heard him open the door and come in, she had already waken up, but she didn't turn on the light. Maybe when he passed by the door of the bedroom, he thought she was sleeping soundly.

They didn't turn on the light on the balcony, so they could only rely on the hazy moonlight.

When they looked at each other, Emily was in a trance. His peach blossom eyes were so dim as if there was no light in them. She hold his big hand and asked hesitantly, "Simon, are you okay?"

"I'm fine..." Simon's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Emily frowned and looked at his face. "Are you too tired? Is the operation tonight a little tricky?"

"Mn." Simon mumbled.

The light was somewhat dim. Emily only thought that he had encountered a tricky patient. It was just like the medical incident that had happened in the past. She didn't know what to do. The only thing she thought she could do was to accompany him.

She stepped forward and snuggled into his arms, holding his strong waist with both hands. They were so close to each other that there was almost no space between them.

Simon's stiff body gradually relaxed when they were hugging.

Emily rubbed her cheek against his chest and mumbled in a low voice, "Simon, I just had a nightmare!"

"What nightmare did you have and were you scared?" Simon immediately asked with a frown.

After a few fragments went into her head, Emily nodded and said, "Well, I'm a little scared!"

She looked up and saw that his face was a little cold and hard, and his whole body was emitting a lonely aura. The words on the tip of her mouth was swallowed back by her. She did not tell him the dream, but deliberately raised her eyebrows and said, "I dreamed that after the child was born, it was a particularly beautiful mixed-race child with yellow curly hair and dark blue eyes. Uh, and the child even calls a foreign handsome man daddy!"

A slight smile appeared at the corners of Simon's mouth.

Whether the dream was real or not, he knew that she wanted to relieve his emotions.

After returning from the hospital, the tightness in his chest disappeared in her soft tone. His eyes gradually calmed down, and his big hand on her back moved to her lower abdomen and suddenly shouted, "Mrs. Chin!"

"Hm?" Emily raised her head, looking at him with a lovable look.

His slightly cold thin lips fell down, and there was a faint smell of tobacco between his lips and teeth.

Simon's kiss was a little hasty and his breathing was slightly messy. However, when she looked up and responded, it was as if he had been gradually appeased. He rubbed his palm on her back, as if he wanted to fill her into his body.

After the warm kiss, Emily lay prone on his chest and gasped.

In addition to her flushed cheeks, it was late at night, so she felt sleepy again. She couldn't help but yawn.

Then her feet became light. Simon had already held her horizontally and strode to the bedroom. His thin lips gently fell on her eyelids. "Go back to bed and sleep!"

Emily's two arms hooked around his neck. After being put down, she threw off her slippers and rolled into the quilt. However, she was quickly pulled back by someone. He kissed away all her drowsiness. She gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say you were going to sleep!"