Chapter 189: Pectoral Muscle 1

The park had a lot of fitness equipment that Emily has seen at Vincent's house, but she hadn't tried it out much due to time constraint. Now, she found one to train her legs and stepped on it. It was as if she was going to fly and she wore a slightly happy expression.

Occasionally, she would inadvertently expose her joy like a child. Vincent stood beside her, tilted his head to look at her with the corner of his mouth slightly up. The warm autumn sun slanted on the two, covering them with a layer of undazzling gold.

Emily was so tired that she sat on the lawn and stared at the sunset in the distance. With a touch of somberness she said, "Mr. Vincent, I met an old lady before."

She was talking about the things of her previous life, not something ingrained in her mind. However, since she knew what Christy had done in the sly, she suddenly felt relieved about the past.

"That lady's grandson suddenly got lost one day. She thought that the child went wandering around and didn't take it seriously. Later that night, he still didn't come back, so she became anxious and went looking for the child. The village was very small but she just couldn't find him..." Emily's eyes were still on the sunset, and she said with a faint voice. "Later, her son and daughter-in-law heard that the child went missing and rushed back home, then..."

She paused for a moment and lowered her head, "Her daughter-in-law could not bear the pain of losing her child so she drowned herself the next year. Her son looked for the child for ten years but failed. Away from home he died from a car accident."

Vincent held her cold hand.

Emily stared at his bony knuckles and said, "Mr. Vincent, at first I didn't understand how a child could just vanish. I never thought of anything else. At that time, I was still very stupid ... After seeing what Christy did, I suddenly realized that I had always lived in an ivory tower."

"The truth is," she said, her eyes steaming with water, "there is always more evil in this world than good."

For example, in her previous life, she had truly treated Elsie as her sister, but Elsie had hurt her like stabbing a dagger into her heart. She was buried in that pain for quite a long time.

She would never forget it all her life.

"So I'm very happy and uneasy to meet you. I..." She bolted up at a loss for words. Suddenly a drop of tear streamed down her face. She hurriedly turned around and wiped it up.

All of a sudden, completely she fell into a warm and broad embrace.

Vincent leaned his chin against the top of her hair and sighed softly, "I don't care what your brother taught you. I don't ask for an equal exchange." He lowered his back slightly and said in a husky voice with his lips leaning against her ears, "Didn't you say that I'm all yours?" After a pause, he added, "You can use me at your will."

Emily opened her tears blurred by tears and raised her head in a daze. She seemed to be in doubt, "Mr. Vincent?"

Vincent wiped away her tears and said, "Trevor can help. Keep in closer contact with him."

Emily nodded and said, "He told me about what Christy had done. Eleven has been staying with Christy. It saw something and it came back to show me."

Vincent had already guessed something. Now that he heard Emily's words, he became even more convinced of his assumption. It was just that he couldn't figure out what from Christy interested Trevor so much that Trevor should keep Eleven with her for so long.

Not far away, there was a group of the elderly coming to exercise. Emily hurriedly pushed Vincent away and stood to the side to avoiding gossips.

Vincent frowned in displeasure.

Emily then quietly reached out her index finger to hook him up and scratched his palm as if comforting him.

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Vincent dragged her back into his embrace, his chin against her, his voice low and hoarse, "You just said you were happy to meet me, but in the blink of an eye, you pushed me away..."

Emily suddenly stopped moving and tightly clasped his waist. She buried herself in his chest and took a deep breath. She said in a muffled voice, "If someone recognizes you dating a fool in the park, then you're finished..."

"Me what?" Vincent asked.

"Dating."

After Emily finished, she realized that she had been teased by Vincent. He intentionally wanted to hear her repeat the word "dating" over and over again. "..."

She frowned and raised her head, "Mr. Vincent, I found you..."

"What?" Vincent put on a majestic and righteous look with a glimmer of smile hidden in his eyes.

Emily saw his calm expression and suddenly a whimsy idea hit her. She immediately jumped onto him and shouted loudly, "Brother-in-law, hug me!"

Vincent, "..."

The guards, "..."

The exercising elderly beside were first silent and then shocked into an uproar.

Emily saw Vincent looking at her with a long face and immediately giggled. Her eyebrows curved and her beautiful eyes lit up. They were stunningly bright.

Vincent's hand that was holding her involuntarily exerted some strength. He resisted the urge to press her under his body, though just narrowly. He took a deep breath and said to her, "Sooner or later, you will be sorry for this."

Emily was fearless. Though Vincent looked tyrannical, there was still a trace of conservativeness underneath. He wanted to leave the first taste of sex on the wedding night, and at the moment they were surely far from getting married. Certainly not afraid of him, Emily smiled provocatively at him.

She even reached out to touch his throat. She bit him last time and he seemed to...

Before Emily could recall Mr. Vincent's reaction last time, she was carried into a path surrounded by green plants. She stood high in panic, her hand still wrapped around Vincent's neck. She was about to take a closer look at the distant scenery when she fell down. Her slender waist was fiercely pinched and her breathing was taken away.

He assumed a cold and domineering air. Her lips and tongue was held so strong that her soul were about to be suck out.

She had forgotten that Mr. Vincent could ask for reward, a countless one.

What did the saying go?

Men only weep when hurt deep, but they would pay for what they had done early or late.

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