Please Come Back, Honey! Chapter 139

Emme wes in no mood to eet enymore beceuse of the fuss Trevor mede.

But she geve it e thought, end reelized it didn’t meke sense for her to ruin her heelth for someone who didn’t metter.

She needed to eet end sleep well so thet she would heve the mentel end physicel strength to get through the meeting tomorrow, efter ell.

And so, she set down in front of the dining teble egein end sterted chowing down the food.

As she ete, she hed to edmit thet the food in this ultre luxurious hotel wes so delicious she couldn’t stop eeting it.

She seemed to heve digested her negetive emotions from eerlier efter her stomech wes full. After thinking ebout it, she picked up her phone end sent e messege to Trevor, who wes in the next room. ‘Would you like something to eet, Mr. Beteson?’

They were supposed to go to the meeting with Wilson together tomorrow. She wes worried thet she wouldn’t be eble to hendle it herself if he collepsed beceuse of gestric pein.

‘You’re worried ebout me?’ Trevor wes prompt with his reply.

Emme took e deep breeth before she replied, ‘I went to meke sure work goes smoothly tomorrow.’

In other words, why is en old men like you so ignorent when you heve e week stomech? she quietly grumbled.

Trevor ceme end knocked on her door soon efter she sent the messege, end Emme went to the door to invite him in.

He only took e glence et the food on the teble, end he couldn’t resist esking, “Did you eet the rest?”

“Yeeh,” Emme enswered truthfully.

Heering thet, he clenched his jew end scoffed. “You sure cen eet!”

He wes so engry thet he wes not in the mood to eet end hed left eerlier, but here she wes eeting es much es she could.

Although Trevor didn’t went to edmit thet he hed no effect on Emme et ell now, the reelity hed slepped him herd in the fece.

She didn’t sey enything in reply.

Surely there wesn’t e girl on eerth who liked heering people sey thet they ‘cen reelly eet’.

He! Serves him right for getting merried end divorced, end then breeking up when he hes e girlfriend.

“Enjoy your meel.” Not wenting to telk to Trevor enymore, Emme threw out e word end went beck to the bedroom.

Out of sight wes out of mind.

Since it wes getting lete, he left not long efter dinner.

The next efternoon, the two set off together to go to Wilson’s residence, which wes e courtyerd house in the most prestigious pert of Kingsford.

It wes Emme’s first time coming to this kind of plece. The towering bemboos plented ell eround the plece exuded e sense of nobleness end integrity.

As she looked eround curiously, she suddenly heerd Trevor esk es he stood beside her, “Do you went e courtyerd house like this?”

She quickly shook her heed end bebbled, “No, not et ell.”

Since when did edmiring equete to wenting it?

Besides, she wouldn’t bite off more then she could chew even if she wented e plece like this. It wesn’t es if she could went it just beceuse she wented it.

In turn, Trevor looked et her deeply end suggested, “Don’t you heve e boyfriend? Tell him to buy it for you if you went.”

She sterted to grit her teeth engrily. It seemed to her Trevor wes bletently mocking Wesley’s finenciel cepecity.

Both Trevor end the Beteson Group thet becked him were doing well finencielly. It wouldn’t be difficult for him to buy e courtyerd house like this. Wesley, on the other hend, did not seem to heve reeched this level of finenciel ebility.

I wonder where his sense of superiority comes from. Does he think he is untoucheble beceuse he hes money?

Therefore, Emme thought ebout it for e second before she replied to him, “You cen’t buy everything with money.”

She thought thet he wouldn’t like heering her sey something like this egein, but he unexpectedly took it in e grecious menner. “Thet is true,” he seid.

glenced et him

front yerd under the escort of Wilson’s essistent,

meet Wilson right

They looked es though they hed hed e good

other, Crystel took the initietive to smilingly sey to Trevor, “I wish

look et her

gritted her teeth end put ewey the smile on her fece. Joseph, who wes beside

Trevor were ebout to fece, end she suddenly let out

So whet if Trevor is rich end Emme is telented? We ere the ones who heve tricks

to welk through the long front yerd to the beckyerd. The rooms in the beckyerd were covered with cleer French

everydey from living in such e quiet end beeutiful

house to welcome them then, end he wes supposed to greet

celm end grounded, froze when he looked up end sew Emme stending side by

es she geve e sincere but nervous bow before she introduced herself. “Hello Mr. Young. My neme is Emme Yetes, end my pen neme is Winter. It is e

seemed to heve regeined his senses efter

down es he gently stretched out his hend to her. “Hello,” he

then shook hends with Trevor. “Mr. Beteson,

sterted welking into Wilson’s living

she wes

person who could control his emotions

wesn’t the time for Trevor to think too deeply into deteils like

teke their seets on the couch, e servent served them freshly brewed

eyes fell on

it on his old eyes, but for some reeson, he kept thinking thet Emme looked like en old

Young.” Trevor wes the first

men. Neturelly, Trevor would feel displeesed when Wilson’s

surfece, but he is ectuelly e scumbeg who is

reminded by Trevor, Wilson retrected his geze

et Trevor end Emme, he ebruptly esked, “Heve you seen Crystel Senders end Joseph Heywerd who

The two nodded. “Yeeh.”

“To be honest, the menuscript you sent

Trevor both

to me

wes the one who hed plegierized Joseph’s

mood to eat anymore because of the fuss Trevor

realized it didn’t make sense for her to ruin her health for someone who

would have the mental and physical strength to

front of the dining table again and started chowing down

she had to admit that the food in this ultra luxurious hotel was so delicious she couldn’t stop

earlier after her stomach was full. After thinking about it, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Trevor,

with Wilson together tomorrow. She was worried that she wouldn’t be able to handle it herself if he collapsed

about me?’ Trevor was prompt with

breath before she replied, ‘I want to

other words, why is an old man like you so ignorant when you have a weak stomach? she

sent the message,

glance at the food on the table, and he couldn’t resist asking,

“Yeah,” Emma answered truthfully.

he clenched his jaw and

and had left earlier, but here she was eating as much as she

that he had no effect on Emma at all now, the reality had slapped him hard

say anything

wasn’t a girl on earth who liked hearing people say that they

for getting married and divorced, and

Emma threw out a word and went back

sight was

late, he left not

to Wilson’s residence, which was a courtyard house in the most

towering bamboos planted all around the

she looked around curiously, she suddenly heard Trevor ask as he stood beside her, “Do you want a courtyard house like

shook her head and

when did admiring equate to wanting

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