She drank half a bottle of the red wine before she started to feel dizzy again.
...
Climbing out of the bathtub, there came the sound of a door opening...
As Emma steadied herself to the edge of the tub, the bathroom door was pushed open from outside.
Usually, she would have definitely screamed and smashed whatever she could reach to hit the man.
But Emma was so foolish on that day.
Sean lowered his head, and he was half naked, wearing only a pair of trousers, and then he walked in.
An unexpected thing happened, and even Sean was stunned.
...
Sean gazed at her, and for a moment he forgot to look away.
Perhaps it was because she loved British style of dressing, featuring neutral and casual characters,
which was covering up her good figure.
Her fair skin turned light pink since she was drunk.
Her slender and perfect legs were exposed to a man, but at that moment she was dull without covering
up.
Emma also stared blankly at the strong and muscular man.
All she had in her mind was the sex scenes she saw in the movie just now.
In fact, his figure was as good as actors in the movie.
Emma gazed at the right side of his chest, where a clear scar about 7 to 8 cm long.
She unconsciously stepped forward, stretched out her hand to touch his scar. Then she raised her
head as soon as she saw the astonishment in his eyes, "Why do you have a scar here? Have a look! I
have one too!"
Then she directly showed him the scar under her right breast.
Indeed, as she said, she also has...
Sean couldn't look away from her, until he realized that he was sexually aroused...
He looked away quickly, then threw a dark-colored towel on her head, turned and walked away.
Emma awkwardly pulled the bath towel off her head.
It took her a long time to come to herself.
She hurriedly covered her breasts with the bath towel, and when she looked up again, he had
disappeared.
...
Sean lied down on his bed and drank ice water again and again, but it couldn't decrease his sexual
desire.
He was extremely irritable, thinking about the scenes in the bathroom.
The 20-year-old girl looked so beautiful - her young body, slender legs, big and bright eyes...
It was late at night, and he didn’t hear any noise from the bathroom next door.
After tossing and turning for a while, he forced himself to completely get rid of that picture from his
mind.
...
Emma couldn't sleep well at night at well.
In her dream, there were scenes of Ivan and Kate embracing and kissing each other.
She was frustrated, and she couldn't wait to rush up and separate them two abruptly.
Was she qualified for doing that? No!
Since Ivan said clearly with cold eyes, she didn't dare to approach him...
Suddenly, she felt a little dull pain in her lower abdomen, and had a very familiar feel.
She rolled over, and stopped dreaming anymore, breathing evenly.
...
In the morning, Emma was woken up by an annoying phone call.
She stretched out a hand from the quilt, and grabbed it inside the quilt rudely.
"Hello?" Emma said impatiently.
"Emma, where the hell have you been?" Joey spoke in sullen voice.
She replied in a daze, "I'm at your house..."
After speaking, she was half-asleep again.
"Nonsense! If you are at my house, why don't I know?!"
Joey's angry voice came over again, then Emma only became a little sober...
Emma sighed deeply with her head sticking out from the quilt.
"I'm really at your house!"
There came a loud kicking at the door from the phone.
Joey spoke with rage.
"There are only three guest rooms in my house. I searched them all, tell me, which one are you in?!"
Emma sat up from the bed suddenly.
The bath towel wrapped around her fell from her breasts, revealing her deep cleavage.
Emma looked around, then she almost dropped her cell phone on the bed.
Looking at the unfamiliar environment, she also muttered to herself uncertainly, "yep, where am I?"
At that moment, she herself was dumbfounded.
What happened last night? She couldn't recall anything...
On the other end of the phone, Joey’s anger rose up in her nose, and said angrily, "Emma, can you be
reliable? I can forgive you to leave me alone in the restaurant, but do you know how many calls did
your grandpa give me last night?!"
Emma panicked instantly, held her phone tightly, and she didn’t mind the towel falling off her chest, and
asked, "Then how did you tell my grandpa?"
Joey finally sighed and said, "Fortunately, I was sober up quickly. I told him that you have already fallen
asleep in my guest room. Then he believed it... Oh, no. You gotta tell me where you are now. "
Emma couldn't tell, because she didn't know it at all.
She got up from the big bed lazily, looking for clothes from the floor, only to find that she couldn’t find
any clothes there at all.
Of course, this was not the worst.
When she turned over the quilt, she found that there was blood red on the center of the big sheet, then
she was shocked...
Joey was a little anxious because Emma stopped talking.
"Hello? Emma, why don't you speak?"
Emma was confused. What did she do last night? !
She spoke incoherently, "Joey,... something bad seems to have happened..."
When Joey heard this, she panicked instantly, and asked in a hurried tone, "What's wrong? Emma, are
you all right? Did you meet a bad guy??"
Emma wanted to cry, and she said, "I have no idea. I couldn’t recognize here when I woke up. I don't
wear anything, and I can’t find my clothes …"
"Fuck! Damn it, do you know where are you now? Don't be afraid, I'll go right there!" Joey's angry voice
came from the other end of the phone.
Emma was in a mess, and she could not think about anything at that moment. In other words, she
seemed that she lost her thinking ability.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
Emma subconsciously picked the bath towel up from the bed and wrapped it around her.
She was pale. When she lowered her heartbeat, she continued, "Joey, it seems that someone is
outside..."
"I am calling the police!" Joey said without wasting a word.
"Emma, are you awake?"
Sean's voice came from outside...
"Emma, are you awake?"
Sean's voice came from outside again...
Emma’s mind went blank, and she could not tell the familiar voice belongs to whom.
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