Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 851

"Later, Addy tracked down them, drove to that place regardless of the danger, and called the police in time. She was the one who saved me! I was at a critical time. When Wilson remitted the money to their account, one of them took out a gun and pointed it at my temple-at the moment when he was about to pull the trigger, the police arrived, so I was survived!"

As Emily heard what he said, she conjured up in exact color almost every details of the story.

Just imagining it, she was shocked and worried, and her body trembled slightly. She couldn't help but nestled in his arms and held him tightly until she felt that her heart had returned to its original position. She had actually heard of this matter once.

When Addy returned homeland, they held a get-together with the alumni. At that time, Brock spoke of it with a bottle in his arms. She was still very impressed now.

Simon paused for two seconds and continued to say in a low voice, "After that, they revenged on Addy when I went to Los Angeles for an academic meeting with my tutor. When I came back, I learned that Addy had been in the hospital for more than half a month!"

Emily buried her face in his chest and listened silently.

At this time, all she imagined was that when he was kidnapped, someone pointed a gun at his temple. She was in a state of shock at the thought that he might be killed anytime.

She didn't detect a flicker of unusual seriousness in his tone, nor the wild look in his eyes.

Simon slightly narrowed his eyes. "There is another reason why they targeted me. I was too arrogant at that time. I once had a conflict with one of the leading gangsters in a pub. That's why I got into such trouble. I didn't expect that they would be so atrocious. If Addy didn't save me, I would have died young. Isn't it a pity?"

When he said that, he turned relaxed as usual, even with a little facetious.

Emily was completely speechless.

Seeing that he did not speak for a long time, she raised her head, looked up along the outline of his strongly defined chin, and met with his affectionate gaze. He said, "So I owe her a debt of gratitude. Emily, do you know what I mean?"

Emily raised her hand and stroked the stubble on his chin. She nodded and replied,"... I got it!"

Just like before, she pressed her face against his chest.

She heard his strong heartbeat, as if it could perforate her eardrum and shock her heart. Invisibly, their hearts were closely connected.

Her inward disappointment that had been caused by the spider web disappeared in his deep voice and followed with sleepiness. Emily opened her mouth and yawned loudly.

She was sleepy, but Simon's mind was in such a turmoil that he couldn't get to sleep.

He moved his big hand on her head to her waist, and rubbed her skin through the pajamas restlessly.

Emily frowned and wanted to push him away, but he lowered his head and kissed her.

She gave out a moan, instead of struggling, she let him suck in the fragrance in her mouth. He held her so tight that she had to raise her head to cooperate with him. Simon pulled out his arm and turned to prop himself above her on one hand beside her head. In the darkness, he was concentrating on unbuttoning her pajamas.

Emily covered her mouth with her hands and cried out in a low voice. "Simon, stop it. Be more careful of your hand!"

Simon raised his eyebrows. He couldn't agree with her words. There was a trace of mischief in his beautiful eyes as he said, "You'll be satisfied with my one-hand job!"

"..." Emily blushed and rolled her eyes at the same time.

"Cheeky!"

However, this night she was indeed satisfied......

The next day was Saturday, and Emily had a day off.

Simon, however, worked in the hospital for almost half a day. When he returned home, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon. He changed his slippers at door. He did not hear the footsteps, nor she called him Simon.

He thought she was not at home.

He frowned slightly and took out his cell phone when he stepped in.

However, before he dialed the number, he saw his lover nestled on the sofa in the living room. She sat upright with her feet together like a child in class. She was holding a knitting needle in each of her hands. Simon raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Mrs. Chin?"

His words recalled her to herself. She looked up in surprise and asked, "Simon, when did you come back?"

Simon raised his eyebrows a little higher. Why was she absorbed in knitting?

Seeing that his eyes fixed on her hands, Emily's eyes were full of tenderness. She immediately smiled slightly and explained, "I see that you have left the wool ball last time. Last night on my way to the hospital, I bought some more! I want to knit some stuff for our child, such as socks, clothes, gloves, and hats... When the baby is born, the weather will be cold. Our baby could wear them at that time!" She also bought some yellow wool balls.

In this way, her knitting would be suitable for both genders.

Emily even began to imagine how cute her baby would be in her knitting. Her heart melted.

Simon casually put his coat on the arm of the sofa and sat next to her with his legs crossed.

Suddenly, Emily thought of the phone call at noon. She raised her head and said, "I'll go watch a movie with Tina and Isla tomorrow!"

"Where's Wilson?" Simon said with a frown.

"He's away on business!" Emily shrugged.

Maybe it was because she was pregnant, she liked being with Tina and her daughter, especially Isla. Every time Isla said something sweetly, her heart would be softened.

Emily added, "There's a good Disney animation. Isla wanted to watch it, me wither. Don't you say that it's part of the antenatal training?"

"Let them go themselves. I'll go with you!" Simon said.

Emily looked over in surprise. "Aren't you working tomorrow?"

"Let's go at night!" Simon replied.

"..." Emily was speechless.

After that, she continued knitting. Although she was so involved in it, she was a slow leaner. It took her a long time to knit one row. Every two minutes, she had to pick up the phone next to her legs. In the web page on the screen, there were many howto pictures.

Simon noticed it and joked lazily, "Mrs. Chin, are you planning to send our child a pair of baby's socks when he goes to college?" "..." Emily clenched her fists.