Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 166

Emily was not surprised to hear from Abigail, but she didn't expect her to call her for so long.

"Okay, I know. I'll be there today," Emily said gloomily. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Hanging up the phone, Emily felt even more depressed. She could almost guess that Anthony must

have gone to her mother after quarreling with her that day, but her mother had been holding back for

two days before calling her. She must have been struggling these two days and didn't know how to talk

to her about it.

And now that I'm calling her, I finally figured it out. Am I going to tell her the truth?

Emily only felt sad. Her mother, whom she had thought to be the most intimate, suddenly became

strange. There were too many secrets in her mother that she did not know, pulling the distance

between them very far.

And in this vast world, perhaps only Franklin belonged to her completely, so that she could feel the

warmth of people.

"Franklin, you will never leave me, will you?" Emily came to Franklin's study and hugged him from

behind.

Franklin was not used to her hugging her like this, so he pulled her hand and pulled her into his arms

and sat on his lap.

"What's wrong?" Franklin felt something was wrong with her and asked doubtfully.

Emily shook his head, put his arms around his neck and leaned into his arms, "It's okay. It's just that I'm

upset and want to find you to comfort me."

Franklin curled his lips and kissed her lips, "Okay."

...

After that, Emily lay lazily on the bed, not to mention feeling depressed now, she did not even have the

strength to be depressed.

Franklin was lying next to her after a shower. He was in a good mood now. Unlike Emily, he was full of

energy.

Emily said, "Franklin, I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned. Whatever you think, I want to sleep for

a while. Call me up at five. I have an appointment with my mother."

"Are you in a bad mood because it has something to do with her?" Franklin raised an eyebrow.

Emily was stunned, wondering how he remembered this.

"I'm not in a bad mood now. I'm sleepy. I want to sleep." Emily closed her eyes immediately.

Franklin's eyes darkened and he said he was fine. It was obvious that something was wrong.

But he couldn't figure out that even if Abigail had something on his side, Emily didn't have to hide it

from him. Is it not about Abigail, but something else?

Franklin was not in a hurry either. After lying down, he hugged Emily and closed his eyes to rest.

Anyway, he had plenty of time and patience to wait for her to tell him.

Emily slept until five o' clock, and Franklin shook her to wake her up.

Emily was weak, and the most important thing was that she was sleepy. She couldn't even open her

eyes. She mumbled, "Let me sleep a little longer. I'll sleep a little longer."

"But you told me to wake you up at five, and you wanted to meet your mother. Are you going to be

late?"

Franklin's words really worked. Emily got up from the bed with a wail and almost got out of bed with his

eyes closed and went to the bathroom.

Because he didn't look at the road, he hit the door frame directly.

The pain made her cry and she couldn't help but cover her head.

"Are you a fool?" Franklin couldn't help shouting.

She quickly got out of bed and walked to her side to check on the injured area. She was relieved to find

that there was nothing serious. Then he bent down to pick her up and carried her directly to the

bathroom.

After washing up, Emily finally woke up and quickly changed his clothes to go downstairs.

Franklin held her back and said, "Wait for me. I'll send you there."

"No need, I can go by myself," Emily said quickly.

Franklin frowned unhappily and said with a cold face, "Why don't you want me to go? Is there

something you're not telling me?"

Emily could not help but lower his head and pursed his lips when he was told what was important.

Franklin sighed, pinched her cheek and said, "Tell me if you have something, don't keep it from me on

purpose. I'll give you a chance to change your ways. I'll go with you and make it clear to me on the

way."

"Well, okay! I'll tell you, but you can't make fun of me," Emily whispered.

In fact, it wasn't that she didn't want to tell Franklin, mainly because she was afraid that Franklin would

look down on her. No matter how bad Anthony was, she could at least prove that she was a normal

child.

But once Anthony was not her biological father and she was an illegitimate daughter, her identity would

be awkward.