MISTAKE 159

Chapter 159: Richard's desire.

By the time Emma was done in the kitchen, Richard had already put him to sleep. She scrolled through her phone while she waited for him to dry himself off. Now on the net, she could read the comments made about her..

She noticed that at first people cursed at her. Then their tune changed quickly. Many bad comments seemed to have been deleted too.

"Emma, you have suffered," one comment said.

"It really is bad luck to marry a scumbag," another said.

"What scumbag? Her luck was horrible; she married a family of scumbags."

"That witch even laid her hands on that child. And that is her own grandson."

"I sell shoes. One dollar a pair. DM me for details"

"Why do I feel there is more to this? Why hate your own grandson this way; is he not her grandson?"

"In the comment above, people like you are a problem. Even if what you are saying is true, does that mean she can harm the child?"

"Why had no one told me there was such good drama here? I was busy watching movies and

missed this."

like she

the sight of him in the shadows. She shook off the feeling and

him.

asleep?" she asked, and

what you did; thank you,

her living room, her phone in hand, staring at Richard with a mix of confusion

"Why did you make that statement

"You don't like that I did so?" he asked, removing his weight from the wall and straightening

grasp the full extent of Richard's actions. "But why? Why go to such lengths for me? Sometimes I cannot tell if you are being professional or if you are... Like right now, standing in my house at night, bathing my son, putting him to sleep, I don't understand. What do you want?" she

step closer to her till he was standing close enough for her to feel his breath, his gaze heated

his words. She had always seen Richard as her

that there was more to their relationship than she had ever imagined.

into bed mere moments ago. The little boy was finally asleep after fussing for what felt like an eternity. Emma had thought the difficult

wrong.

had always kept a cold face when with her. He had never hinted once that

His large hand found her waist, his grip firm but not painful as he pulled her body flush against his own. Emma's heart raced with a mix of fear and an unmistakable frisson of something else she didn't

because you were two years older than me, but

"If I say no?"

ounce of shame. "I know you felt that spark between

I run?" Emma

acted as though you did not know me. You

protest further, to insist that she was not ready to be in a relationship so soon. She wanted to concentrate on her son. But

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