Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 759

"No way!" Simon gave her a naughty smile.

Emily furiously pointed at him with her index finger. "You..."

Simon's slender and jade-like hand held a cup of water and sent it to his thin lips. After taking a sip, he suddenly said, "Emily, have a meal with me!"

"I'm sorry! I..." Emily wanted to refuse.

Simon interrupted her, his peach blossom eyes looking at her. "You know that today is my birthday. How can I spend my birthday alone? I need someone to accompany me!"

"But you can... you can invite Addy!" said Emily, pursing her lips into a tight smile.

Simon raised his eyebrows slightly, and there seemed to be a light of hope flickering inside. He stepped forward and said, "But I just want you to accompany me!"

Emily looked away and clasped her hands behind her back tightly.

Although she told herself not to be affected by his loving words, her heart began to thump violently.

Simon put down the glass of water in his hand and strode back to the porch. It seemed that he had prepared for this. When he came back, he had two shopping bags full of food in his hands. "I have bought the food ingredients from the supermarket. What do you want to eat? I'll make the dishes for you!"

Emily stood there stiffly and did not move, biting her lips and staring at him.

Simon's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said faintly, "We haven't had the goodbye meal yet."

"..." Emily was speechless for a second.

Simon, carrying two shopping bags, smiled and said in a low voice. "Emily, when we got a divorce and came out from the Civil Affairs Bureau, you've invited me to have a farewell meal. So, let's do it today!"

Emily licked her lips, thinking that it was his birthday today after all, so she nodded and said, "Okay, but you should leave after you finish the meal!"

"Okay!" Simon replied in a low and deep voice.

Through the floor- to- ceiling window, Emily watched the sun go down, leaving only half a faint rose- colored halo, holding a glass of water in her hands. Gradually, the water had cooled down.

As long as she raised her eyes a little, she could see the tall and straight figure in the kitchen.

The cooker hood was buzzing. Simon was wearing an apron, busying cooking in front of the stove. The smell of rice filled the room. A few minutes later, from the dining room, he asked her to go over.

Emily stood up and walked there. There were six dishes and one soup on the table, which was very tasty.

His cooking skills had always been excellent. They had married for four years. During this period, he was the one who prepared the meals at home, though their relationship was strained for at least three and a half years.

Emily took the chopsticks from him with her eyes down, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Simon bent over opposite her and ladled out steaming soup. Suddenly, Emily seemed to have a feeling that they were still a couple. However, she suddenly remembered the divorce certificate in the drawer.

While Emily was eating the rice, Simon suddenly spoke up, "I haven't had such a good meal for a long time!"

"Haven't you had a good meal recently?" Hearing that, she blurted out unconsciously.

"Yes!" Simon pulled his lips, paused, and slowly said as if he wanted to emphasize it: "I can't eat and sleep well!"

Emily tightened her grip on the chopsticks in her hand. Then, she lowered her head to pick up the food to avoid his gaze, which made her feel a little nervous. She paused before changing the topic. "Simon, Boyd has told me that you've helped me a lot about the things related to Maeve and me!"

"Mn." Simon narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

Emily hesitated, wanting to go on talking about this topic. However, Simon did not want to hear her say her ex-boyfriend's name, so he said in a low voice, "Let's eat!"

Fine!