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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 706

Emily shook her head and the hands on her back were clentched slightly. Then she said, "No... nothing!"

Simon's eyes narrowed slightly. Being one head taller than her, he looked up and down at her. Then he pinched her chin in an instant, forcing her face to be lifted up so that he could look at her carefully.

Emily pushed away his slender hand, turned her face away, and said deliberately, "I'm hungry. I've been tortured by you all night. Aren't you going to give me food?"

Hearing this, Simon smiled evilly. "Of course I'll feed you!"

Then, he put on a pair of long pants and went to the kitchen.

As the range hood buzzed, Emily returned to the bedroom. His wallet had been put on the bedside table. She went to the end of the bed and sat down. Her hands and feet were inexplicably cold so she put her hands together, but it seemed to be of no help.

She lowered her head and was absentminded. The sunlight from the window was shining brightly but it could not warm her heart.

Emily suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the bedside table. She opened the bottom drawer and opened the iron box that she hadn't touched for a long time. The white small medicine bottle was still lying there quietly. She poured out two pills and swallowed them directly into her throat.

"Mrs. Chin, it's time for dinner!"

Simon's deep voice came from the dining room.

When she heard the sarcastic call, she felt so sad.

There was already rice porridge and fried vegetables on the dining table. She went to the refrigerator and took out a can of iced coffee. The cold feeling extended from her throat to her stomach, making her teeth tremble and her mind clear a lot.

After she sat down and took a few sips of the porridge, Simon put down his chopsticks and extended his hand towards her from the opposite side.

He pinched her chin and looked left and right at her face. It seemed that he wanted to find something out. Emily unnaturally opened her mouth and said, "What are you doing? Don't mess with me. I'm eating!"

However, Simon still pinched her chin tightly.

His eyes narrowed and said with no doubt but a certainty, "Emily, you have something on your mind!"

She always ate voraciously regardless of the image of being a lady. But now she took the spoon to eat the porridge slowly.

Emily was seen through, so she had to find a reason to explain away. "Nothing. It's just that I'm a little dizzy after over-indulging in sex!"

Sure enough, when Simon heard this reason, he took his hand back, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

After taking two bites of the crisp cucumbers, Emily hesitated for two seconds and then casually said, "Simon, I think your wallet looks nice, but it seems a little old. You haven't changed it for many years?"

"Hmm, it's been over ten years!" Simon muttered.

"Oh..." Emily nodded. Holding the spoon in her hand tightly, she asked tentatively, "Then why don't you change it?"

Simon was drinking porridge with his head down, so she did not see the look in his eyes clearly. She only heard him faintly saying, "I'm used to it."

Upon hearing this, Emily was upset and felt that the rice porridge in her mouth was very bitter.

She swallowed hard, and suddenly felt a burst of discomfort in her stomach. The spoon in her hand fell into the bowl.

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