Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 667

When Simon walked to the elevator, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He smoked lazily. When the elevator reached the first floor, he walked out of the building, and white smoke was spat out of

his mouth.

He squinted his eyes and easily found a car with lights on downstairs.

Simon broke the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the trash can beside him. He walked over with one hand in his pocket and leaned over to knock on the window of the passeneger's seat.

"Rat-tat!"

Upon hearing the sound, Boyd, who was sitting inside, looked over with joy.

When he saw clearly the person standing outside, the expression quickly changed and he stopped smiling. The door opened and Simon got into the car.

Boyd immediately frowned and asked, "Why is it you?"

"You are very disappointed?" Simon glanced at him.

Boyd looked at the man beside him. It was the third time that he had met him face to face. Simon was a few years older than him. Maybe it was because of the age, Simon seemed to be more mature than he was. Especially his gestures and temperament made Boyd feel that he was somewhat out of reach.

The temperament was natural, which couldn't be formed with only powerful status.

Resting his elbow on the car window, Simon was relaxed, as if he was staying in his own car. He said with a faint smile, "Mr. Boyd, you got married yesterday. You should have had a pleasant night, right?" "No comment!" Boyd looked a little embarrassed.

It struck his mind, which undoubtedly reminded him that he had married another woman.

He held the steering wheel tightly and blue veins stood out on the back of his hands. Boyd gritted his teeth tightly and said, "Sorry, I have nothing to talk to you. I'm not here to see you. I'm here to find Emily!" "I know." Simon curled his lips lazily and changed the topic. "But as her legal husband, I have the right to help her deal with some troubles."

Boyd was stunned and asked in disbelief,

"Did she let you come down?"

"That's right."

Simon was calm and told the lie. He said, "Now she has a husband, and you have a wife. Emily asked me to tell you that don't bother her anymore since you get married!"

"Well, it's almost nine o'clock. If there's nothing else, go back early. It's inappropriate to stay downstairs of others' house. Don't make your wife worried!" At the end of Simon's words, he looked down at the watch on his wrist. The tone and expression on his face were all cutesy. It seemed that he annoyed Boyd on purpose. Then he continued to say slowly, "I have to go upstairs. Otherwise, she will be worried. We still need to enjoy the normal life of a couple." Boyd's face was livid and his eyes were red. He kept glaring at Simon.

"Why do you stare at me?" Simon opened the car door and got out of the car in an overwhelming momentum. He sneered. "You stew in your own juice. An incompetent person like you even dare have an affair with two women at the same time. Even if you regret it now, it's too late. Why didn't you control your desire earlier? What were you thinking when you were cheating on her?"

"I don't need you to teach me!" Boyd shouted in a low voice as his sore spot was touched.

Simon put his palm on the car to support his body and the smile on his face disappeared. He suddenly narrowed his eyes with a cold look. "I don't have time to teach you. I just remind you that you should stay away from my wife. I have a bad temper!"

When the sound of the anti-theft door came, Emily, who was sitting on the sofa and changing the TV, turned to look at it in surprise. "Simon when did you go out?"

When she came out of the kitchen just now, she didn't see him in the living room, so she thought he was in the bathroom.

Simon lowered his head and changed into slippers. He said lightly, "I went downstairs to dump the trash just now."

"Oh." Emily did not suspect anything.

Simon sat next to her on the sofa, with his long legs crossed. He had just returned from outside, so she could still feel the cool air on his body, which made her shiver unintentionally.

Suddenly, thinking of the previous phone call, Emily suddenly swallowed her saliva and looked at him, saying, "Well, Simon, you just went downstairs..." "What's wrong?" Simon asked in a calm tone.

"... Well, nothing!" Seeing this, Emily shook her head and didn't say anything more. She guessed that Boyd had already left since she ignored him. She just bowed her chin to him and said, "I've prepared the juice for you!"

On the table, there was a cup of orange juice, which looked good and was especially nutritious.

Simon didn't reach out to fetch it. Instead, he leaned back lazily and said, "You drink it. I'm done brushing my teeth."

"..." Emily's eyes widened in shock.

Emily thought to herself. Sh*t, why did he ask me to prepare the juice since he brushed his teeth?

Emily gritted her teeth, picked up the cup and drank it helplessly.

When she finished drinking half of the juice, the cup in her hand was suddenly snatched away. Emily glared at him and said, "Hey, what are you doing? I haven't finished drinking!"

"Let's go back to the room and do something more interesting." Simon had already stood up from the sofa.

Emily dodged his hands and hid in the corner with her arms crossed in front of her chest. "We did it many times last night. Why do you still want to do it?"

Simon retorted slowly, "You ate yesterday. Why do you still eat today?"

Emily was speechless for a moment, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

How could that be the same!

In the end, she was no match for his strength, so he carried her into the bedroom as if he was carrying a sack. She realized that he had such a hobby. Every time he carried her onto his back and threw her onto the bed...

The overwhelming kiss made it impossible for her to avoid it.

The clothes were all messed up on the floor. Emily being pressed under his body was breathless. She saw that he took out the condom that she bought. He tore open the packet and chuckled in her ear. "Mrs. Chin, you've picked well!"

She reached out her hand and moved away his handsome face, and what she heard was only a shattering sound.

Expectedly, Emily was tormented by him for a long time again. In the latter half of the night, seeing that she was really tired and almost fainted, he was compassionate and finally let go of her. She didn't even take a bath and fell asleep quickly.

When she fell asleep, he wiped her body carefully with a warm wet towel.

The next morning, instead of the alarm clock, the mobile phone with continuous vibration woke up Emily. She flipped her body over and subconsciously reached out to touch it for a long time. Without looking carefully, she picked it up and placed it beside her ear. "Hello?"

Then she heard a sweet voice who called Simon, which made her feel a chill.

When she opened her eyes, she found that the mobile phone in her hand did not have the shell with the pattern of Doraemon but with black color.