Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 638

In the growing hubbub, Boyd walked to Emily, "Emily, are you okay?"

Emily frowned. "Why are you here?"

She must be down on her luck today for she met Simon at the door of the bathroom, and now she saw the one she hated.

Since Boyd bent over in front of her, plus the light was dim, so the two people seemed to chat intimately. One of their classmates asked smilingly, "By the way, Boyd, Emily. Now that Boyd has returned home gloriously, when is your wedding day? I remember that you said that you would get married after Boyd came back from abroad. We have presents for you. We can hardly wait to see that scene! Am I right?"

"Yes!"

The rest of the classmates in the room echoed him in amusement.

When they were in college, they were the most enviable couple. All classmates here had witnessed their past days, however, they did not know that they had become the most familiar strangers.

Looking at Boyd who bowed his head with no intention of explaining, Emily looked up and said, "We have broken up a long time ago!"

As soon as these words were said, the room suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Everyone was staring at them with the shock of the news, not knowing what to say. The moment turned to be very awkward. Luckily, someone smiled and tried to smooth things over by changing the topic, 'Td like to propose a toast to Boyd. Without him, we poor guys can't get the chance to go here today! Boyd said that all the expenses were on him! Let's have fun!"

Hearing this, Emily looked at Boyd in shock.

Originally, she thought it was just a simple gathering organized by some classmates and she didn't expect that the host was him. At this moment, she only felt that air here was terribly close that she couldn't stay for a second -she wanted to leave.

Emily did so. She stood up with her handbag, raised her glass to the crowd, and drank up the rest of the beer. Then she put it on the table and said, "Sorry, I have to go. Something's come up last-minute. Enjoy your night guys!"

After that, she went straight to the door.

A few students who were close to her came out to see her off. Without knowing what had happened to her, they thought that they might have quarreled with each other. They tried to bring them together, so they pulled Boyd to come out out of kindness.

When Emily came out of the room, she saw the tall figure appear again in the corridor in front of her as soon as she looked up. The woman who run after him like a gadfly was the one she met at the door of the bathroom.

At this time, the woman leaned against his chest, while his arm was draped casually around her shoulders. He wore a designer watch on his wrist, and his indifferent eyes just swept over her face.

Maybe it was because she walked too fast that she was seized with giddiness just as she stopped. She immediately leaned on the wall stop her falling. Someone next to her instantly exclaimed, "Boyd! Come on, give her a hand!"

She lowered her head and did not notice that Simon's eyes narrowed when he heard the name.

Simon didn't forget that she took off his clothes while crying and said as if she mistook him for someone else, at that night, "Boyd, what did I do wrong? Why do you have to treat me like this. Didn't we agree that we will get married when you come home? You can have me. I will take off my clothes now, okay? I will..."

Emily flicked away Boyd's hand that was holding her shoulder. When she raised her head again, the two figures had already disappeared.

Out of the club, the cool night wind blew over, and her hair was all awry. Boyd, who drove the car over, ran out of the car. "Emily, you've drunk too much. Let me send you home!"

"No." Emily refused. She wanted to take a taxi alone.

In fact, she only drank three glasses and a half of beer. She was a little tipsy, but still conscious.

But the other girls who accompanied her were holding her arms and saying, "Oh, Emily, how can we rest assured if you come home alone by taxi? Boyd didn't drink, let him send you back. Come on, trust me!" After that, they pushed her into the passenger seat and closed the door. Then, Boyd stepped on the accelerator quickly.

As the car ran steadily, Emily turned back and rolled down the window. Looking at the club in the driving mirror which was getting farther and farther away, she was wondering where Simon would go with the woman at this time...

Would they continue to playing or get a room at hotel?

Emily felt depressed again. The foul mood followed her like a shadow. No matter how hard she took a deep breath, she couldn't get away.

It was not until she could not see the entertainment club that she looked back and said coldly to the man next to her, "Stop the car in front!"

Maybe in front of so many students, she exposed the fact that the two of them had broken up, but did not reveal what he had done was because she did not want to make a scene. After all, they had been together for five years. Although she could not forgive him, she did not want to be difficult.

Boyd looked at her with a worried expression and said, "Emily, let me send you home safely..."

"Squeak..."

The brakes screeched.

The car suddenly shook, and Emily almost shouted in a low voice. She clutched her seat belt tightly with both hands and looked through the front windshield. She saw a black Cayenne blocking in front of her, and the door of the driver's seat opened. A tall man came out.

Simon did not close the car door and walked straight toward her.

Boyd saw this and couldn't help but argue with him, "What's the matter with you?"

Simon turned a deaf ear and didn't even look at him. He directly pulled her car door and said in a low voice, "Get out of the car!"

Emily wanted to let Boyd stop the car before, but when she saw his beautiful eyes, which reminded her of the scene that he said indifferently he didn't know her in the club more than an hour ago, she gritted her teeth and stubbornly turned her face.

"Get out of the car. Do you hear me?"

Simon was a little angry, so he leaned in half of his body to pull her.

Emily couldn't struggle under his strength. Her arm hurt as she was pulled out by him in an instant, and then he stooped over and carried her on his shoulder like carrying a sack.

Seeing this, Boyd immediately strode over and blocked in front of him angrily, as if there would be a conflict at any time. "What are you doing! Put Emily down now, or I'll call the police now!"

Faced with his angry gaze, Simon's expression became even colder.

He lifted his left hand and pointed at Boyd with his index finger. His eyes were like two poisonous swords, full of murderous intent. "She's mine, get out of my way!"