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Emmeline thought, It's been about ten days since he rescued me, but he never wanted to make out with me even
once!
Has hell frozen over? How can he resist not making out for ten days? Usually, he'd want it thrice a day!
Something smells fishy!
With the thought weighing heavily on her mind, her smile gradually vanished.
Abel did not know what Emmeline was currently thinking. All he knew was that his wife adored him and missed him.
He proudly finished all the food on the table. Not a scrap was left.
He would feel guilty if he did not eat something.
"I'm so full," Abel said to Emmeline with a smile. "Bloated, even."
Emmeline patted his stomach and said, "Careful not to grow a pot belly."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It'll be my honor to grow a pot belly for you!" Abel said blissfully.
"But I wish my husband can remain lean and sculpted like how it is now. I won't love you if you're flabby."
"I didn't know you were so into looks," Abel teased her.
"I am." Emmeline tiptoed, hugged Abel's neck, and said with a smile. "How could I have fallen in love with you at
first sight, if not because you're extremely handsome? If you weren't, I would've run away with my children and
never looked back."
Abel was happy, but he also had to admit that he was stunned by Emmeline's beauty the first time he saw her.
Emmeline leaned onto his chest and reminisced about their first meeting.
However, Abel's facial muscles went taut.
He could feel something warm in his lower abdomen. That was the sensation of his desire growing.
If Deathly Desire was triggered now, he might as well die!
Abel bit the tip of his tongue hard and suppressed his urges.
He gripped Emmeline's wrists tightly and pulled them away from him. "Let's go to the store now."
Emmeline's heart sank.
I knew it! He doesn't want to be intimate with me at all. He's even resisting when I hug him!
Abel did not notice the slight change in Emmeline's expression. He took her hand and said, "Let's go."
"I don't think I want to go," Emmeline said glumly while pulling her hand away. "I'm not interested in that anyway."
Abel was surprised. Why did Emmeline look so down all of a sudden?
"You promised you'd go with me, right? Why did you change your mind so suddenly?" Abel said with a frown.
He did not wish to see his wife being sad.
"I'm tired," Emmeline said. "I think I might have woken up too early."
"I'll send you back then," Abel said. "I'll call the store to reserve the necklace for you, and I'll bring you there some
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmother time."
"You don't have to. You're busy, right?" Emmeline felt her eyes moisten. "The driver is waiting for me."
"…Alright then." Abel nodded, though he felt down.
Emma is unhappy. Was it because I removed her hands and shoved her away?
Glumly, Emmeline left Ryker Group.
She did not return to The Precipice. Instead, she went to Nightfall Café.
Sam noticed that Emmeline needed some cheering up. She took her hand and asked, "What happened, Ms. Louise?
You seem unhappy."
"I'm so frustrated! Because of my eyes, I can't go out and race, or be a stunt double, or take care of the kids!"
"Your eyes will completely recover in a few days, right? You shouldn't be so pessimistic," Sam said.
"In any case, I'm very frustrated!" Emmeline sat down on a chair.
Of course, she was most frustrated about Abel's ambiguous attitude toward her.
She could not tell what he was thinking.
"Ms. Louise, should I brew some coffee for you?" Sam asked.
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