Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1284

Adam didn't seem to hear him and remained silent.

Emerson simply sat down on the sofa, crossing his legs and wrapped his arms in front of his chest. He wanted to see the fun.

He laughed and said, "Having fun together is much better. It's boring to drink alone. Let me drink with you!"

Adam glanced at him and said, "No need."

Emerson didn't know if it was because Adam had smoked too much or drank too much. Adam's voice was as hoarse as the sound of a stone cutting an iron plate.

Emerson was shocked.

It was the first time that he had seen him like this.

In the past, in the military academy, in the military forces, or in private, he was always high-spirited and dignified with the frightening and powerful aura of an military officer.

At this time, he was like a tired and injured beast.

Emerson suddenly felt a little sorry for him.

He called over the waiter, and sent a bottle of red wine that had just been decanted. Emerson poured himself a glass and asked while shaking it, "Guess what I saw the day before yesterday?"

Adam said nothing.

Emerson didn't mind being regarded as air. He deliberately said slowly, "I saw the little girl dating a man!"

Emerson was surprised to see that there was no change in Adam's expression.

Last time when he asked Anthea to go out for dinner, Adam followed him all the way from the hospital to the restaurant, being infuriated. Also, he suspected that the call from the hospital was a deliberate act of sabotage.

This moment, as Emerson saw that he was indifferent, he understood.

Adam had already known!

No wonder he came to drink every day!

Emerson deliberately pour vinegar upon nitre, "Well, the man looks very young, about the same age as her. When they stand together, they look like a campus couple!

"The two of them were really quite well-matched! It was said that they met each other on a blind date. Was it for marriage?

"Isn't flash marriage common for young people? Maybe, they will go to Civil Affairs Bureau to get their

marriage license some day!"

Emerson kept observing his expression.

Although the expression on his face remained the same, blue veins had stood out on the back of Adam's hand, which was holding the wine glass, as thick as chopsticks.

His dark eyes were clouded. All the light inside had been sucked away, leaving only pain.

When Emerson saw him like this and thought of the two punches he had received before, he was a little satisfied.

He stopped looking the fun and asked him, "Hey, Adam Chin, what's wrong with you two?"

Emerson always thought that the two of them would be together in the end.

Who would have thought that Anthea would have a new lover in the blink of an eye?

"Haha." Adam's lips curled up in self-mockery.

Emerson added fuel to the fire, "You just stand by and watch the little girl fall into the arms of other men? You are 35 years old. How many years do you have to squander?"

Adam raised his head and drink off the wine in the glass.

He stood up and staggered to the exit.

"Don't leave. I have something to tell you!" Emerson shouted at him. When he saw that Adam ignored him, he continued, "Adam, are you sure you don't want to listen? Then don't regret it. It's about the child!"

As expected, Adam paused.

He suddenly turned around and asked with a frown, "What child?"

"Of course it is your, you and Anthea's child." Emerson shrugged.

Through the drunkenness, sharp light gleamed from Adam's eyes, shot at Emerson like an arrow. Adam shouted in a deep voice, "Emerson Chiang, don't keep me guessing. What are you trying to say?"

Emerson said, "Little girl didn't abort your child."

Adam's heart skipped a beat.