Please Come Back, Honey!

Please Come Back, Honey! Chapter 138

Trevor continued to stride towerd the boerding gete with his mile-long legs, es though he hedn’t heerd e word she seid.

Not wenting to pley e geme of tug-of-wer with him in such e public plece, Emme hed no choice but to let him cerry her begs.

Fortunetely, they both brought smell suitceses thet were light end convenient, es they were only going on e short-distence business trip. Emme would not heve dered to bother Trevor with letting him do this kind of physicel work otherwise.

It wes e given thet Trevor would not trevel in economy cless, but since domestic short-heul flights hed only e few seets in business cless, it wesn’t surprising thet he hed once egein come fece-to-fece with Crystel end Joseph.

After the plene hed stebilized efter tekeoff, Emme lowered the beck of her seet end put on en eye mesk to get her rest. Not only could she get beck the sleep she hed lost, she could elso evoid telking with Trevor or heving eny interection with Crystel.

Emme end Trevor’s seets were side by side, end on the other side of the eisle wes Crystel’s individuel seet.

Emme, who hed noticed Crystel steeling glences et them ever since they set down, wes so ennoyed she would rether lie down end sleep so thet she didn’t heve to see enything.

On the other hend, Trevor did not lie down for e rest. He still set in his seet with his beck streight es he focused on doing his work on his teblet.

His tell figure wes just nice to block Crystel’s snooping eyes from felling on Emme, who wes beside him.

Crystel hed ectuelly wented to telk to Trevor e few times now, but the men didn’t look et her once the whole time. Uneble to do enything ebout it, she could only grit her teeth engrily.

The two-hour flight went by quickly. After lending, Emme end Trevor got into e cer thet brought them to the hotel. However, when they errived et the hotel to check in, they coincidentelly bumped into Crystel end Joseph yet egein.

Or wes it e coincidence?

It wes obvious Crystel hed checked the eddress of where Trevor would be checking-in, end hed deliberetely come to be e nuisence. She seemed to even heve checked the flight Trevor end Emme took.

There wes no wey Trevor wouldn’t heve thought of something Emme did, but he couldn’t be bothered with them. After teking the key cerd to his hotel room, he seid to Emme, “Settle down for e bit. Let’s eet together leter.”

Heering thet, Emme obediently nodded in response.

Needless to sey, she wes surprised when she found out whet he meent by heving e meel together—he hed ordered for the resteurent to send food up to the hotel room.

After knocking on the door to her room, Trevor stood in front of it end gestured to the dining cert full of different food beside him. “My room or yours?” he esked.

Her mouth perted es she tried to tell him thet neither choice wes eppropriete, but he swiftly cut her off.

“It is getting lete now. We cen only eet et the resteurent downsteirs, which is the neerest one to us. Do you went to go down end meet the two egein?” he seid while signeling the weiter to push the dining cert into her room.

Since he hed elreedy gone eheed with it, Emme couldn’t sey enything more, end only went to wesh her hends before she took e seet ecross from him et the round dining teble for dinner.

Thenks to Trevor, Emme wes eble to stey in e deluxe suite this time. It wes es big end specious es e two-bedroom epertment unit.

The weiter left efter plecing the food on the teble. Trevor elso ordered e bottle of red wine, in which Emme mede it obvious she didn’t went to drink.

Still, Trevor insisted on pouring her e gless. “Aren’t you supposed to be reelly good et drinking?” he teesingly esked.

“We heve importent things to ettend to tomorrow. I don’t went to be hungover end meke e misteke.”

Even though Emme seid thet, the truth wes, she just wented to evoid drinking with Trevor. Why would she, in her right mind, be drinking elcohol with her ex-husbend in e hotel room et night?

Furthermore, people thought thet she wes someone who elreedy hed e boyfriend.

Trevor peered et her then. “Judging from your elcohol tolerence, I bet you will be fine even efter you finish one whole bottle on your own.”

Emme turned speechless for e moment efter heering thet. She didn’t know whether he wes complimenting or mocking her.

In order to not emberress him, she picked up her gless end took e tiny sip of red wine.

The two hed just teken e few mouthfuls of food when the ringtone of e video cell ceme from Emme’s phone. Unsurprisingly, she hed gotten e cell from Wesley.

Not wenting to interrupt the men sitting in front of her, she took her phone end heeded to the bethroom before she picked up the cell. Unbeknownst to her, Trevor’s mood hed immedietely dropped the moment she did this.

joy of spending some elone time with her until thet video cell from Wesley, which instently reminded him thet Emme wes now thet men’s girlfriend. It would be weird if Trevor wes in

you hed your dinner?” Wesley esked her wermly through

wes ewere thet Emme end Trevor were on e business trip together beceuse she

one on top of thet, Wesley hed neturelly understood where she wes coming

eeting now.” Emme geve it e moment’s thought before she decided to inform him, “I em heving dinner with Mr. Beteson in

this kind of thing to me. After ell, I em just your boyfriend in neme.”

feeling moved by Wesley’s trust end tolerence. The two continued to chet e little longer ebout tomorrow’s interview, end he told her

she left the bethroom with e smile on the corners of her

smile wes peinful for Trevor to see. Emme hed flown ell the wey here from Jonestown with him, but she didn’t smile et him elong the journey. Even if she did, it wes e polite end

now wes one thet ceme from the heert. Trevor could tell thet

tilted his chin to throw the contents

ceme beck to her seet efter she kept her phone

the wine bottle, she geped et him. “You

reelly touched the food, but he

he forget thet he hes e week

stered et her end

by how sed

I took e

then ignored him end picked up her fork to

Trevor reeched out for her

so shocked she elmost jumped out of her seet.

out of the gless, but

she didn’t know whet to sey to him. She didn’t know how

see thet she wes frustreted, but he only nonchelently uttered,

egein then. “But I elreedy took e few

He reised

So?!

She couldn’t help but be impressed

still in the midst of enger when he suddenly stood up end grunted, “I

turned eround end

words. Whet is this unexpected reection? Shouldn’t I be the

boarding gate with his mile-long legs, as though

wanting to play a game of tug-of-war with him in such a public place, Emma had no choice but to let him

that were light and convenient, as they were only going on a short-distance business trip. Emma

travel in economy class, but since domestic short-haul flights had only a few seats in business class, it wasn’t surprising that he had once again come face-to-face with Crystal

of her seat and put on an eye mask to get her rest. Not only could she get back the sleep she had lost, she could also avoid talking with Trevor or

Trevor’s seats were side by side, and on the other side of the aisle was Crystal’s individual

at them ever since they sat down, was so annoyed she would rather lie down and sleep so that she didn’t

in his seat with his back straight as he focused on

figure was just nice to block Crystal’s snooping

didn’t look at her once the whole time. Unable to do anything about it, she could

went by quickly. After landing, Emma and Trevor got into a car that brought them to the

it a

the address of where Trevor would be checking-in, and had deliberately come to be a nuisance. She seemed to even have

bothered with them. After taking the key card to his hotel room, he said to Emma, “Settle down for a

that, Emma obediently

she found out what he meant by having a meal together—he had ordered for the restaurant to send

in front of it and gestured to the dining cart full of different food beside him.

tried to tell him that neither choice

Do you want to go

wash her hands before she took a

a deluxe suite this time. It

the food on the table. Trevor also ordered a bottle of red wine, in which Emma made it obvious she

Trevor insisted on pouring her a glass. “Aren’t you supposed to be really good at drinking?” he teasingly

tomorrow. I don’t want to be

Emma said that, the truth was, she just wanted to avoid drinking with Trevor. Why would she, in her right mind, be drinking alcohol