Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 867

Emily felt regretful for she was ashamed of her behavior.

What's the difference between her and those poor women whose husbands cheated on them?

Emily bit her lip tightly, trying to resolve the conflicts within herself. The black Cayenne in front was still running. After the red lights turned green, she was no longer in the mood to think about her dignity, and her face went pale.

It wasn't the way to the private hospital!

Emily held her breath. The fact was like a pebble thrown in a still lake, and ripples quivered across the surface, refusing to be pacified. Her heart was thudding against her ribcage.

Maybe he took a detour so as not to be held up in traffic...

She told herself in her heart, but not long after, the driver in front of her turned back and said, "Miss, the Cayenne stopped!"

Hearing this, Emily looked up blankly and saw that the black Cayenne stopped as he said.

The taxi driver tapped on the steering wheel and asked her, "The man inside seems to get out of the car and go to the hotel. Do you need me to pull over, or go somewhere else?"

"Drop me there!" Her lips moved.

After the taxi driver answered, he pulled the car off

the road.

After paying the fare, Emily opened the car door, got off it, and looked up at the building in front of her.

This hotel...

Her heart started to beat more quickly and her breath rasped in her heaving chest.

If she remembered correctly, Addy lived here. When she called Simon for help last time, they arrived and saved her from Sean who was drunk and then took her here. Addy said she had been living here since she proposed a divorce.

Emily took a deep breath and then walked in.

She waited for the elevator with her fists thrust in her sleeves. When it bell pinged at the ground floor, her blood froze. After entering, she pressed the button on a certain floor.

She came out of the elevator and got round the corner, then an unusual noise at the end of the corridor arrested her attention.

She tried to work out what was happening for she seemed to see two or three uniformed policemen standing there, and two hotel staffs were next to them. Some of the guests in the other rooms poked their heads out of the crack of the door curiously.

Among them, two policemen held down a man who might be drunk. His eyes were bloodshot and glassy, and he was struggling desperately.

Emily had only seen the familiar face once before. It was Sean!

However, she saw the tall and straight figure of Simon stood in front of Addy who was still shivering behind him, to block Sean's view and keep her out of any real mischief.

Sean was beaten black and blue. She noticed that a livid bruise on his right cheekbone and the corners of his mouth were red. Simon might get physical with Sean because his right fist clenched slowly. He hurt not so bad as before, but two of his knuckles were still bleeding.

This should be the third time he fought for Addy...