My Most Precious Wife

Emily's face was pale as she sat on the ground, subconsciously covering her belly.

A faint pain came from her lower abdomen. It was not very painful and could not compare to the pain on tip of her heart.

Wendy smiled wantonly and looked down at her, "Didn't you hear it? Hunter said that he didn't want to see you again."

After so many days, she was finally relieved from gloom.

Now, Wendy was in a good mood!

Young Master Hunter was too busy to have time to meet with her. However, he clearly didn't want to see Emily.

There was a huge difference between the reasons why Hunter didn't see her and Emily.

Liam bent over and extended his hand towards Emily, "Miss Emily, are you alright?"

She looked terrible. How could her face look so pale? Didn't she already recover and leave the hospital?

"Liam, since your master has already ordered to let this woman get out, what else do you want to do?" Wendy crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked sideways at them.

"What's wrong with this woman? Isn't she just better at acting? She just fell and made a fuss."

Wendy knew this kind of drama herself, and she had seen it many times before. What was the big deal? Liam was still a little concerned as he found that Emily was not well.

He squatted down and supported her, "Miss Emily ..."

"I'm fine." Emily wanted to stand up, but the pain in her lower abdomen suddenly deepened as she moved.

A burst of heart-wrenching pain forced her to sit back down as soon as she got up.

She sucked in a breath of cold air, wondering if she had eaten something wrong. Why did her belly hurt so much? "Miss Emily, I think you are not fine. Shall I invite Peter to give you a physical exam?"

Her face was getting paler and paler, which made Liam anxious.

"Liam, don't you have anything to do?" Wendy almost lost her temper again.

Hunter had already commanded to drive this woman away, yet Liam was still entangling with her here.

"Do you have an affair with this woman?"

"Shut up!" Liam suddenly raised his head and his cold gaze landed on Wendy, who was on the stairs.

Wendy was spooked by his sharp eyes and subconsciously took a step back.

She accidentally bumped into the stairs and almost fell.

She hurriedly supported the handle. When she stood firmly, she was immediately enraged.

"Liam, you're out of order. You actually helped outsiders ..."

"Miss Gale, if I remember correctly, you are just an outsider who boards here!"

Liam suppressed his anger and glared at her coldly, "You can slander me, but you absolutely cannot slander her! If you dare to say anything rude, don't blame me for being rude!" "Liam! You're crazy! Are you offending me? Hunter won't let you go!"

Even though she said that, Wendy didn't have the guts to say any nonsense about their affair.

Although she was quite bold, she knew the necessity of grasping the bottom line of a man.

Wendy disliked Liam, but he was at least the closest man beside Hunter.

When it came to the status, even Ewan couldn't keep up with Liam.

As for Liam, she might curse him at will secretly, and he could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Such a terrifying gaze was unprecedented.

His bottom line was this bitch right now.

Who would believe that they didn't have an affair?

"Miss Emily, Young Master Hunter has been really busy recently. It's not convenient for him to see you. I'll take you out."

Emily couldn't stand up by herself, so she could only slowly stand up with Liam's help.

Liam talked to her in a polite manner. In fact, he had already expressed Hunter's intention very clearly.

Even if she stayed here, it was still impossible to see him.

After she stood up, her lower abdomen still twitched.

Emily took a deep breath and tried her best to stand firmly before gently pushing Liam, "I'm fine."

"I'd better ask Peter to come over and check." Liam was worried about her, unwilling to let her leave like this.

"I'm fine. I don't need it." Since Peter was Young Master Hunter's doctor, how could she command him?

If it weren't for the investigation of Matriarch Jackson's death, she wouldn't have come back here again.

Who would be willing to do such a disgusting thing?

However, she must find out the truth of Matriarch Jackson's death!

She bent down, endured the pain in her knees, and walked step by step towards the entrance of the hall.

Wendy followed behind to make sure that she did walk out.

Liam followed along, afraid that Emily would collapse if she couldn't hold on.

There weren't many stairs. Under normal circumstances, there wouldn't be any major problems if one fell down.

However, Emily's expression was unusually terrible. Was she accidentally knocked on certain important organ just now?

She seemed to have a stomachache ...

Emily walked out of the hall. She was a little surprised to see Henry standing in the courtyard waiting for her.

She didn't want to make him worry, so she bit her lip and tried to straighten up.

However, every step she took made her lower abdomen hurt. The pain made her sweat. With a layer of sweat overflowing from her forehead, she looked even worse. "What's going on?" Henry saw her discomfort at a glance and quickly walked over.

Manson also rushed over. Seeing that her forehead were covered in sweat, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it off for her.

Emily, however, turned her face away and hid in Henry's embrace.

"Young Master Manson, my friend is here to pick me up. Thank you for your hospitality tonight. See you next time."

She already said it clearly enough. Tonight, she didn't need him anymore.

Manson was disappointed, but he could only nod and watch her leaving with Henry.

"I feel a little uncomfortable." After taking two steps, she suddenly paused and tugged at Henry's sleeve.

Henry immediately picked her up in his arms.

This time, Emily did not resist at all. She even buried her head in his embrace.

Her belly hurt. There was an inexplicable heart-wrenching pain. Her knees were also very painful, and so was her heart.

When Henry came, she felt as if she had floated on the sea for a long time and finally saw a life-saving floating board.

She felt exhausted, and was not well. At the very least, she felt a little safe leaning against his embrace.

Manson looked at their back and felt frustrated.

Emily had Hunter in the past. But now Manson would probably never be able to cross the threshold of Henry.

He had never seen Emily so dependent on another man. Even when Hunter was by her side, she was somewhat resistant to him.

However, she didn't resist Henry.

She completely trust this man, absolutely.

Unfortunately, this man was not him, Manson.

As the car drove away, Manson stood under the light and watched their departing shadows, unable to regain his senses for a long time. Under the same shades of evening, there was also another man on the second floor who watched them leave.

He stood on the balcony, his slender figure being pulled out by the moonlight.

Lonely, cold, and indifferent.

"They're gone.” Liam walked behind him and whispered, “She said that there was something important to tell you."

The man said nothing. He just looked at the gate of WongRiver Pavilion's courtyard.

Only when he could no longer see the car did he withdraw his gaze and turn to look at Liam, "You may arrange it." Liam's eyes lit up and he immediately replied, "Alright."