Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 793

In her heart, she had silently counted to one thousand. But there was no sign of Simon. The door was still tightly closed and showed no signs of being pushed open.

After tossing and turning a few times, she sat up hesitantly.

Gritting her teeth, she picked up the pillow, put on the slippers, and walked out of the bedroom.

The door of the study was unlocked. The hazy moonlight poured in through the window gauze. Faintly, Emily slowly reached out and pushed the door open.

In the dim light, she could roughly see Simon's face.

Simon was lying on his side. The bath towel was pulled off and thrown on the carpet beside the bed. A thin blanket was covering his waist. As he was breathing evenly, his chest heaved rhythmically.

"Did he fall asleep?"

Emily muttered to herself.

As the night Simon sneaked in, she held the pillow and moved as if she were a thief. After she climbed into bed without a trace, Simon's low voice came from the side, "Mrs. Chin, what are you doing?"

His voice sounded lazy and mischievous with no sleepiness at all.

Emily felt awkward at once with her fingers fiddling the hollow flowers embroidered on the pillow cover.

Fortunately, Simon did not turn on the lights as he did last time. Otherwise, he would her face very flushed. She was embarrassed and said with a voice as low and low as a mosquito's, "I came to sleep with you..."

"Oh?" Simon said with a rising voice.

Even if the light was dim, she could still see his eyes looking funny.

Emily was a little ashamed and annoyed. She hugged the pillow tightly and said in a bad mood, "If you don't want to, then I'll go back to my room!"

As she said this, she felt a little embarrassed and wanted to get out of bed. However, Simon reached out his hand in time and pulled her back.

As she put the pillow on the bed and slept on it, Simon held her into his firm chest and whispered to her ear with a mischievous smile, "Well, I will satisfy you!"

Emily gritted her teeth and raised her head madly.

Feeling her glare, Simon asked deliberately, "What are you looking at?"

"Simon, you played me!" Emily said, gnashing her teeth.

Emily was mad because Simon not only pretended to be asleep but also intentionally returned to the study room to sleep to wait for her to deliver herself to him!

"Yeah," Simon said lazily.

He hugged Emily tighter. In his arms, Emily was smelling his masculine scent that she was familiar with. She put her hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating strongly.

She held her breath, listening to his heartbeat and her pulse gradually becoming the same frequency, and could not help calling him softly.

"Simon!"

She raised her eyes and looked at his face, "Give me back my passport and ID card!"

Hearing that, Simon suddenly froze.

He held her tighter and tighter as if he wanted to fill her in to his body and said with his eyes looked gloomy, "Emily, don't you want to give up?"

Emily frowned, feeling painful and her lung being squeezed.

"It's not what you think!" She hurriedly shook her head, realizing that he had misunderstood her. She quickly bit the corner of her mouth and explained, "I asked you to give them back to me because-I won't take the child away, our child!"