Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 838

Her throat was as dry as if it was on fire, and she was very desperate. Suddenly, Emily felt that the sand under her feet was loosened and was falling down like running water.

It was like a whirlpool, catching her legs and keeping pulling herdownwards.

Emily panicked. She found that the sand was falling faster and faster, almost reaching her entire waist. Her hands kept struggling, and tears were running down her face out of fear.

Suddenly, a tall and straight figure appeared in her sight.

"Simon..."

Looking at the pair of attractive peach blossom eyes, Emily was so excited that she almost cried out.

Simon stretched out his big hand towards her. She tried her best to move forward. At the moment when she was about to grasp him, a white hand suddenly appeared and held him.

Emily looked up along the hand and narrowed her eyes with difficulty. Finally, she could see the woman's appearance clearly.

Addy?

She was stunned there, watching them clasp each other's fingers tightly.

The quicksand was moving faster and faster, and the whirlpool was getting deeper and deeper. It was more and more difficult for her to breathe until she fell into darkness...

Emily opened her eyes all of a sudden, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After staring at the ceiling for a long while, she gradually came back to the real world.

She turned her head and looked out of the window. It was already dark. The moon was hanging high in the sky, and there were only a few lit windows on the opposite of the building.

Emily recalled the scene she had just dreamed of, which also included some parts of reality. She swallowed and still had a lingering fear.

For no reason at all, why would she have such a nightmare...

She took two deep breaths and gradually calmed down. She looked back from the night scene outside the window. It was almost 12 o'clock, but the quilt beside her was still cold. Simon hadn't come back yet!

"Hasn't he finished the operation yet?"

Emily muttered to herself in the heart, and picked up the phone from the bedside table. When she was about to make a phone call or send a message on the WeChat, she heard the movement from the porch, and there was the sound of the key turning in the lock cylinder.

Soon, the anti-theft door was opened, and a tall and straight figure gradually appeared.

Emily put her phone in her hand, deliberately keeping the position of lying still. She wanted to wait for him to come in and give him a scare.

She held her breath and watched him put the car key on the shoe cabinet in the dark. Then he wore his slippers. His two long legs were particularly straight under the moonlight, and his footsteps were getting closer and closer...

Just when she thought he was going to step into the bedroom, he passed by the door and then gradually disappeared.

Emily waited for a long time, but she didn't see him appear again. She frowned, opened the quilt and sat up. She found her slippers in the dark and put them on.

Looking around, she found that the tall and straight figure was standing on the balcony outside the kitchen, with his back to her, his shoulder leaning against the wall. The dark shadow on the ground was slanting to the dark corner without light.

Between his fingers, there was a faint scarlet fire.

There was a smell of tobacco drifting in the air, and Emily's breath was stagnant for a moment.

She almost forgot the last time he smoked. Since she was pregnant, he had never touched it again. But now it was late at night, he was hiding here smoking. She couldn't get his emotions in the low-hanging peach blossom eyes.