Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 778

As she looked up, she saw the trouser legs of the green surgical suit, which were amazingly stiff as his dress pants. He smelled of disinfectant mixed with the familiar masculine scent. All of a sudden, a chill stole over her body.

"Emily!"

She heard someone growled above her head.

The silence struck terror into her heart, and she was shaking with fear.

She couldn't disguise the fact that she felt uncomfortable. It took a lot of effort for her to slowly raise her head. When she met Simon's gaze, her heart sank.

His eyes were hard and dark as gun barrels, which could shoot out bullets at any time.

The next second, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. Feeling his grip was constantly tightening, Emily could only force herself to calm down and cried out in a loud voice, "You scared me! Simon, what are you doing!"

"You know it!" Simon held her hand tightly, his neck veins bulging, "You are keeping something from me. How dare you keep such an important thing from me!"

Emily was swallowing hard, breathing heavily. "What... did I conceal!"

Simon's amorous eyes narrowed into slits. He suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Where do you want to go with my child?"

"How could you..." Emily turned pale with fright and stood rooted to the ground.

Fear clutched at her heart. She was shaking all over, trembling like a leaf.

How did he know...

She failed to hide it from him. He finally knew it.

At this time, between astonishment and despair, she hardly knew what to do, Simon's face blurred before her eyes. Almost subconsciously, she covered her belly with her hands, as if she was silently complaining that this child was hers, and no one could take him/her away from her.

When Simon saw her action, he was incandescent with rage, fire burning in his eyes.

Raising another big hand to control both of her hands, he was almost exasperated and roared, like a fireball that could explode at any time, "Emily, you are pregnant, and now you want to escape with my baby. Tell you what, I won't let this happen unless you step over my dead body!"

After that, he pulled her to leave.

He wanted to bend over and carry her on his shoulder like carrying a sack out of habit, but he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped. He glanced at her flat lower abdomen and then carefully carried her in his arms.

"Hey, let go of me-"

Emily cried out in a low voice, struggling crazily to break free.

Simon acted as if he didn't hear anything. He didn't care a crowd of onlookers gathered around them. Some security guards along the way tried to stop him, but they were all frightened by his eyes, so he walked out of the waiting hall in the blink of an eye.

To her surprise, the black Cayenne was parked in the middle of the parking lot.

Emily was forcefully shoved into the passenger's seat by him. Although he seemed to be very rough, when he put her down, he deliberately slowed down and did not hurt her.

After he fastened her seat belt, he locked the car doors.

His movement was so fast that even Emily had no time to resist. She could only pat the car window in a panic and turned to glare at Simon, who was starting the engine, and shouted, "Simon, let me go!"