Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter1556 She's still awake.

After sending Emma home, it was already late. Brayden walked out of Emma's villa, looked up at the sky, lifted his feet and walked home, his back looked a bit sad.

If one day, Emma really can't give up her feelings for herself, perhaps, he should also terminate the cooperation between her and him.

"Brayden!"

Suddenly, Emma chased out from the villa and shouted loudly, her body kept trembling and looked very weak.

"Don't you go." Finally, she managed to say the words.

"Stay with me a little longer, I'm so sick, today is the anniversary of my grandmother's death." She continued.

After the words were said, Brayden was surprisingly a little unforgiving.

"It's late, you'd better get some rest." Brayden was ruthless and turned to leave.

"Don't go!"

Emma ran straight up to him and hugged him tightly, not letting go.

"Emma, what's the matter, we'll talk tomorrow, okay?"

"No, I'm difficult, you stay with me, okay?" Emma said with a trembling voice.

Looking at the haggard and tired appearance of the person in front of him, Brayden immediately turned around and helped her in.

"You know what? When I was a kid, whenever I cried, I would eat one of my grandmother's sugar buns and I would immediately feel better." Emma sat on the sofa, leaning on the Brayden next to her, and muttered.

She had been so completely caught up in her memories that she had even forgotten that the man next to her was Brayden .......

What exactly had she been through?Brayden looked at the person in front of her and wondered a little.

All people thought she was a thousand-year-old lady, a businesswoman, she was smart, bold and dominant, but why did she say some of her experiences, but made herself feel that she was not as glamorous as she seemed, Brayden's eyes could not help but flash a trace of sympathy.

"You know what? When I was very young, I lived with my grandmother, she was a kind, dear and gentle person, she treated me very well, I also loved her, and I lived with her, I really felt very happy, but then, my grandmother died, this happy life came to an abrupt end.

Then I was brought to my dad and mom, and then I had the life I have now." Emma explained in a low voice.

"Don't you like this life?" Brayden asked.

"No! I even hate it! I just want to find a man I like and who likes me, and then live this life in peace and quiet. Grandma used to say that nothing is more important than being happy with yourself." So, this is the real Emma, Brayden sighed.

Men and women are different. In business, men are stronger and more decisive than women, while many women are too intimidated and indecisive to move forward because they think too much, but Emma is already remarkable to have made it this far in the business world.

"It's all in the past, you just need to run your business." Brayden continued.

"But I don't want to work! All the people say I'm a strong woman, and I don't want to be the woman president they see! I just want to be a normal, ordinary woman!" Emma cried and said.

Probably, she is really tired! Brayden looked at her, did not say anything.

Brayden looked at her and did not say anything. There are times when emotions need to be vented, and now that Emma's heart was full of bad emotions, he knew that crying was the best way for her to vent them now.

Soon, Emma cried hysterically and loudly, not caring about her image in Brayden's eyes.

In fact, there is nothing to care about, after all, Brayden for her, more like a lover, or relatives.

I don't know how long I cried, finally, Emma closed her eyes and fell asleep straight away. Quietly covered her with the blanket, Brayden organized his clothes and turned to leave. He sympathized with this Emma, but this did not mean that, emotionally, he could accept her. After leaving Brayden, drove straight back home.

Afraid of disturbing the rest of the family, he entered the door in a very soft, soft voice.

"Why are you back so late?" Dolly on the sofa got up, rubbed her eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Why are you still awake?" Brayden took off his own jacket and hurriedly asked in a distressed voice.

"I was waiting for you." Dolly replied.

Brayden walked over and hugged her, gently stroking her hair, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

But at this time Dolly was frowning.

Why does his body smell like perfume?

Dolly sniffed his clothes hard, and sure enough, it was the perfume of a woman's body.

"Brayden, where have you been this evening?" Dolly asked directly, holding back her inner emotions.

"I went to dinner." He replied.

"Who did you go to dinner with?" She continued to ask.

Was she checking her account? That's not how she used to be! However, Brayden was a little happy about her reaction.

At least it shows that she cares about him!

"With Anastasia," Brayden replied.

Dolly's eyes dimmed for a moment.

She knew all about Anastasia's preferences. She didn't like perfumes that smelled too strong, and naturally she wouldn't use such products.

No, there must be other women.

"Is she the only one?" Dolly glanced at him and asked in a low voice.

"There's ...... Emma," Brayden replied.

He felt no need to deceive the beloved person in front of him, and what's more, Dolly was a reasonable person.

But Dolly was lost inside, although her mouth was silent.

"Oh, you guys are talking about work again." Dolly lowered her head and muttered.

She did not want to look deeper into whether there was any other relationship between Brayden and Emma in front of her or not, she was afraid that she would know something that she should not know, and would be sad, sad, jealous, and angry....

......

Because she already knows that Emma's love for Brayden has never been broken.

"Well, go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow." Brayden patted her shoulder and whispered.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" She asked, looking up.

"I have some paperwork to take care of." He shrugged and walked into the adjacent study.

Watching that back, Dolly bristled and walked into the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, she always felt a little frightened for some reason. Looking out at the crescent moon, she slowly got up and walked to the window, half-squinting her eyes, her aura a little grim. After waiting for a long time, Brayden did not come in, Dolly again back to the cold bed, closed his eyes.

Brayden, at this time, is sitting at his desk, tapping on his computer, reviewing one file after another without turning his eyes .......