Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 662

Emily was stunned. She turned to look at the big hand on her shoulder in astonishment.

The fingers were long and slender and his nails were trimmed neatly. There was also the faint scent of medical disinfectant that lingered in her nose. Strangely, it made her calm down. Along with the hand, she saw Simon's handsome face.

Emily didn't expect that Maeve would suddenly play this kind of trick on her during the wedding. She was caught off guard and passively fell into a dilemma. Although she didn't feel wronged and shed tears, the others' comments on her made her feel embarrassed. However, he, who suddenly appeared, made her instantly regain her strength.

She swallowed and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say there was an operation?"

"It's done." Simon's lips twitched.

He was wearing a hand-made, high-quality suit, but he looked not excessively serious without the decoration of the tie. The collar of the shirt was open, revealing his sexy collarbones, which exuded an eye- catching charm.

Simon stretched out his big hand to her. "Give me your hand!"

Without any hesitation, Emily placed her hand on his palm. Then, he grabbed her forcefully and pulled her to her feet, stepping onto the stage steadily.

Simon took the microphone from the host, and his low voice came from the microphone. "We are very busy, but since Miss Maeve has sent the invitation to us, it seems that we are unfriendly if we don't come. As for the flowers, Emily doesn't need it!"

Glancing at the flowers in Maeve's hands, Simon smiled casually. "My wife and I have already got the marriage certificate. You'd better give it to someone else!"

"What did you say?" Boyd cried out in shock.

He looked at the two in disbelief. He had already lost his composure. Maeve standing beside him became even angrier. She secretly glared at him and reminded. "Hubby!"

She gave the wedding invitation to Emily on purpose, in order to show off to her. She didn't expect that Emily would really dare come. She just wanted to embarrass her at that time. Unexpectedly, a handsome man suddenly came out to help her out.

"Frankly speaking, I really want to thank you. If it weren't for the fact that you two are enjoying a love affair behind her back, she wouldn't have gotten rid of this terrible relationship long ago. Then I got a chance to meet her! Therefore, thank you for giving me a chance to marry her." Simon's eyes narrowed slightly in mockery. "But you don't have to feel ashamed. It's the blame of her ignorance. She can't even identify a scum clearly!"

After Simon got on the stage, he had been holding the microphone all the time. Each word was heard clearly at every corner of the banquet hall.

At this time, the guests were disgusted with Maeve, who won sympathy with the image of the wedding destroyed by the ex-girlfriend. The disdain was even stronger. It aimed at the bride and groom instead of Emily now.

"You..." The muscles on Maeve's face were twitching.

Beside her, Boyd's face was livid and his eyes were full of complexity. He bowed his head and stood there.

Simon sneered. Under the light, even the black hair on his forehead and temples became extremely powerful. "These words are not pleasant to hear, right? Sorry, the truth is not very nice to hear!" Then, he put his arm around Emily and took half a step forward with her.

With strength coming from her waist, Emily straightened her back and said calmly, "I wish you happiness."

Under the gaze of the public, she was held tightly by Simon. Without any fear or embarrassment, she stood up straight and walked down the stage, leaving the wedding scene.

The black Cayenne drove away from the hotel. As the window was rolled down, Emily felt that even the air became fresh in an instant.

She turned her head to look at Simon, who was driving the car. Simon was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his other arm was casually leaning on the car window. There was a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke was circling around his slender fingertips, floating up inch by inch.

His face was so outstanding that she was unconsciously absent-minded every time she looked at it.

Emily cleared her throat and asked, "Honey, where are you taking me?"

"A date." Simon glanced at her.

Emily's heart beat wildly.

She turned her face and looked out of the window again, trying to cover up her panic by the action of admiring the street view.

After nearly half an hour of driving, the Cayenne stopped in front of a private club. Emily looked around and found that it was the place where she got drowning by accident during the interview last time. This was a totally private club, without any marketing or entertainment facilities. Most of the people who came here talked about something or art. No one would come here when they were on a date... She asked in surprise, "Why are we here?"

"I have something to take." After Simon pulled out the car key, he unfastened her seat belt. When he saw Emily pursing her mouth, he deliberately asked, "So are you disappointed without any date?" "No!" Emily retorted in anger.

She got out of the car, picked up the hem of her skirt and followed him into the club.

Since Emily had been here once before, she had a general understanding of this place. She followed him into the lobby. Soon, a staff member in a suit came out quickly. He should be the manager. When he came to Simon, he greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Chin."

Simon put his hands in his pockets and knocked on the table directly, asking, "Have you found the thing?"

"Yes! Although it is really difficult to find it, almost all the staff of the club are dispatched. After three days and three nights, we finally found it!" The staff reached out and said, "Young Master Chin, please sit over there and wait for a moment. It's locked in my office. I will go to get it for you right now!"

The two went to the sofa by the window and sat down. Then two cups of brewed tea were served.

As soon as Emily picked up the teacup and took a sip, the staff quickly ran out with a square and flat box in his hands. It should be what they found!

Emily didn't know what was inside. It made Simon drive to pick it up personally from a long distance.

"Young Master Chin, here you are!"

Simon stood up, but he did not reach out to take it. Instead, he said, "Give it to her!"

Hearing this, the staff immediately handed the box to her and said, "Miss, here you are!" "Huh?" Emily looked puzzled.

She quickly put down the teacup in her hand and stood up. Then she reached out and took

it confusedly. When she opened the box with a confused look, she found a silver necklace inside it. Putting her fingers on the familiar pendant, Emily looked at him in surprise and murmured, "Simon..."