Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 637

The next morning, Emily entered the office and threw her handbag on the chair, then she went to the break room with her cell phone.

Tina, who came in advance, handed over the freshly brewed coffee to her. She took a sip and asked, "How's Bonnie?"

"She's fine. When our editor knew what had happened yesterday, she got a half- day holiday!" Tina shook her head and asked her as soon as she thought of something, "By the way, did Boyd pester you again?"

They didn't expect to meet Boyd there, and in this situation, they could only count on him. Tina knew that yesterday Emily had no other way but to let him send her home.

Emily shrugged. "No, I went home when we arrived!"

She didn't want to continue this conversation, because she was thinking of something else at this time. She looked down at her cell phone, and the name "Simon" was on her phone log.

After returning home last night, it was already very late. As soon as she charged her phone, she called him to explain, but no one answered. She didn't know whether he didn't want to talk to her or he just didn' notice it.

With the thought of trying again, Emily called him eagerly.

She clicked his name, but failed to get a connection. Just as she was about to hang up the phone, he picked it up. Emily tightly held the phone in her hand and whispered, "Hello, Simon?" "Say!" Simon sounded somewhat peeved.

Hearing this, Emily asked hesitantly, "You got angry, didn't you?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone. Even if they were not facing each other, she could still feel the strong displeasure from his words.

Emily bit her lips guiltily and tried to explain for herself. "Last night, I didn't mean to stand you up. It was just that something came up. Have you been waiting for me for a long time? I actually..." "You are not that important." Simon suddenly interrupted her.

There was not a hint of warmth in his voice, as if he was speaking to a stranger.

As soon as Emily opened her mouth, she heard his voice that was cold, ice- like and distant saying, "Sorry, I have an operation."

Her throat tightened.

The phone was hung up. Gritting her teeth, Emily put the phone into her pocket angrily.

"Sh*t, we're done!"

During the whole day, Emily seemed to have been lit up by explosives and nothing suited her. Even the chief editor, who had always been very bossy, kept her at bay while touching his bald head.

In the evening, she answered a phone from her university roommate, who organized a classmates gathering. Since her best friend Wendy had gotten back with Mr. Hogg and often went to Lim City sweetly, if she refused to go, she would be seemed that she didn't cherish the old days, "Okay, 111 go!"

Because of a breaking news, Emily had to write an article. Then she took the subway and rushed to the entertainment club.

When she got out of the elevator while rubbing her hands, she didn't go to the private room. Instead, she went to the ladies1 room since she was in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to answer the nature's call.

In the door of the mixed-sex bathroom stood a voluptuous woman who seemed to be waiting for someone. She wore a hip- high skirt and a camisole. She might be half-caste, like a sexy America girl who was sexier than Emily could ever be in her life.

Especially when she was blowing smoke with a quality cigarette in her hand, she was alarmingly charming.

When the sound of heavy footsteps came out from inside, the woman immediately pinched her cigarette and smiled to greet him.

Emily subconsciously hided to the side and made way for them, but when she inadvertently looked up and saw the tall and straight figure, she stopped.

When their eyes met, she could not help but clench her fists.

The figure was none other than Simon. He was still dressed in a dark grey jacket and slacks. His two long legs were especially straight. He was sharp- featured, looked just like the male protagonist in the movie posters, and even his eyebrows and his eyelids were filled with charm. It was no wonder that the woman was obsessed with him.

Emily suddenly remembered the scene that day in the bar.

She almost forgot that he was not only a doctor who could heal the wounded and rescue the dying, but also Young Master Chin in this showy world!

But at this time, she did not have the mood like before to play tricks on him. Instead, for some unknown reason, she felt a little depressed, especially when the woman leaned over his chest.

Seeing that she had stopped, the woman's eyes raked over her face. She asked with a hint of jealousy, "Young Master Chin, do you know her?"

Emily couldn't help holding her breath.

Through the air, she stared at his Adam's apple, froze, under a magic spell. Somehow, for a moment, she expected him to give a positive answer, until he replied in a lazy and cold voice, "I don't know her!" Emily felt there were no more oxygen in her chest, as if it was covered by plastic shield.

When the woman heard the answer, she smiled confidently. She took his arm and walked past her, saying charmingly. "Come on. Everyone is waiting you in the room! Young Master Chin, I haven't seen you for a long time. You must have a good talk with me later!"

"Sure!"

The voice gradually faded away.

Emily curled her lips. It had nothing to do with her anyway. She retracted her gaze and went into the bathroom and stayed inside for a long time. According to the number of the private room that was given on the message group, she pushed the door open and went in. The party was a blast.

Seeing her, a classmate immediately pulled her to the table and said, "Emily, you're too late. Come on. You must drink a glass of whisky!"

Unable to refuse, Emily could only take the glass.

Fortunately, everyone knew that she couldn't drink much, so it was beer inside. She upended the beer, and swallowed. Maybe she drank it too quickly, when she put down the glass, she coughed violently and felt her heart and lungs were so hot that made her uncomfortable.

Before she could react, the glass in her hand was filled again.

After drinking three glasses of beer in a row, she felt a little bit dizzy. The colorful lights in the room were reflected in the glass, showing the intimate scene of the woman holding Simon's arm and leaving at the door of the bathroom, which did not disappear for a long time.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open again, and a girl made a joke in a low voice, "Look at who is coming, our overseas returnee!"

Emily looked up and frowned.

Boyd, who was wearing a famous-brand suit, swept in by many classmates. The girl next to her also immediately stood up and joked amicably, "Boyd, come on! Look. Emily has been drunk too much. What kind of a fiance you are. Come and help her now!"