Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 928

"Let's sleep..."

Emily felt her mind went blank.

"Oh, the bed feels hard!" Simon put his arms on the bed and crossed his long legs, looking casual under the dim light, "Emily, why are you so nervous? I just want you to come over to sleep. I am not doing anything to you!"

After a moment of hesitation, Emily gritted her teeth and walked over.

There was no choice for her...

Dressed well, Simon was merely sitting there, staring at her. And the environment in the room was normal without any romantic atmosphere, but Emily still felt inexplicably nervous.

She could not help swallowing her saliva every step she took.

Emily tried her best to stay calm and hide her emotions. After a few steps, she felt that it had taken her a lot of effort. Finally, she came to the head of the bed and silently sat at the end of the bed, leaning against the wall.

When they were eating, the middle-aged man warmed the bed forthem.

The bed didn't feel too uncomfortable as it was covered with a quilt. Instead, it was warm to sit on it.

Emily licked her lips and kept glancing at the side. She moved aside, trying to hide in the corner to distance herself from him. However, as soon as her back was against the wall, a shadow suddenly fell. She raised her head in a panic and saw Simon's hand reaching for her. Then he suddenly grabbed one of her ankles.

Emily immediately cried out in a low voice, wanting to pull her ankle away, "Hey, what are you doing?!"

"Don't move!" Simon shouted and stopped her. His slender fingers had already untied the belt of her high heels. Then he said, "Let me check if your feet are sprained!"

." Emily bit her lip.

After entering this house, Emily didn't walk too much. Although her high heels were broken, they were still tied to her shoes, so she could manage to walk.

Simon took off her high heels and placed her ankle in his palm.

Seeing that Simon lowered his eyebrows and looked as serious as usual when he was treating patients, she didn't say anything. After a long while, Simon put down her ankle and said, "It looks fine. It might be slightly twisted but not injured!"

Emily took a deep breath and hid her ankle under the dress.

After being silent for two seconds, she couldn't help saying, "Simon, I still feel that we can't sleep here.

It's inconvenient. Would it be better if I go and ask to see if there is any other place?"

"Why is it inconvenient?" Simon asked, knowing why.

They were not married anymore!

Emily pursed her lips and reminded him,"... I am engaged to Calvin!"

"I don't mind!" Simon raised his eyebrows. When she angrily glared at him, he raised his hand to touch his chin and said unhurriedly, "The old couple is already asleep, dare you to wake them!" Emily was speechless.

She turned back and looked out of the door. It seemed that the lights in other rooms were off except for the light in this room.

They had just met the old couple, who kindly let them stay and treated them well, which made Emily feel improper to wake them up.

Under such circumstances, Emily sighed helplessly. At this moment, there was only regret left in her heart. If she could explain her relationship with Simon to the old couple at the first hand, she wouldn't have to sleep in the same room with Simon.

Simon made the pillow and raised his eyes, "Emily, which side of the bed you want?"

"The side close to the wall..." Emily swallowed her salive when she answered.

"OK!" Simon said.

Emily thought for a while and was still worried. She looked at him defensively and said, "Simon, you are not allowed to take off your clothes!"

"Okay," Simon nodded.

"We share the bed without touching each other!" Emily continued.

"Okay," Simon responded very patiently.

After that, Emily took a deep breath and slowly moved near the wall. She lay down carefully because the bed was not very spacious and was barely enough for two people to lie down. With a click, the light was turned off, and the room was left dark.

A slight movement came beside her. Simon also lay down. Then his masculine scent came to her nose. Emily turned her face away, trying to narrow down her scope as much as possible so as not to touch him.

However, he didn't keep his promise.

After a few seconds, Emily said hurriedly, "Simon, can you stop squeezing me..."

"The bed is very small!" Simon replied lazily.

Biting her teeth, Emily could only keep moving close to the wall next to her. Feeling pinned and nervous, she didn't even dare to turn over and change her posture.

Although there was a quilt between them, it seemed that Emily could still feel Simon's body. She could only swallow her saliva over and over again as her face was feeling burned because of discomfort. Fortunately, the light was off that she couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, Simon's deep voice rang out, "Emily, do you know what I'm thinking?"

"...What are you thinking?" Emily asked with hesitation.

Simon folded his arms under his head with his eyes slanting at Emily and shining, "I am thinking that if I rape you here, no one will come to stop me, right?"

After saying that, he felt as if the blood in his body was beginning to boil.

"You - "

Hearing that, Emily opened her eyes wide and looked at him in panic.

Simon lazily said, "Just kidding!" "It's not funny at all!"

Holding her breath, Emily stared at him defensively and warily.

Even though Simon said that he was joking, she was still scared. She was so nervous that her heart was still beating fast. She was afraid that he would do bad things after she fell asleep. Her whole body was stiff, and her nerves were tight.

After a long while, she heard the sounds of long breaths coming from Simon.

After making sure that Simon was asleep, Emily breathed a sigh of relief, but she still didn't dare to let down her guard. However, as the night outside became darker and darker, she couldn't hold but fall asleep.

The Sagria City, the closest place to heaven.

In Emily's dream, her hand was held tightly by a man, shuttling back and forth in the crowded ancient city.

She walked to the prayer wheel with the man. According to the local custom, it needed at least three circles to turn the prayer wheel. She put her right hand on the upper part of the prayer wheel and walked in circles. When she looked back inadvertently, she could see his tall and straight figure following closely behind her. His handsome facial features made her unable to look away in the sunset... Then the scene changed immediately.

At the entrance of the ancient city, she anxiously waited by a car and looked inside with her feet on tiptoe. The man finally appeared, walked to her, and said with his chin up, "Give me your right hand!"