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."

of the conversation. She was shocked by his words. From what she recalled, she had only hired him. to be her divorce lawyer. But from the way he talked, it seemed like she had asked him to make a statement on

shadows. She shook off the

him.

she asked, and he hummed

saw what you did; thank

stood in her living room, her phone in hand, staring at Richard with a mix of confusion and gratitude. She couldn't comprehend why he

began, her voice filled with uncertainty. "Why did you make that statement without telling me?

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

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 pressed, her voice

his

She had always seen Richard as her lawyer, a professional who was there

more to their relationship than she had

stood frozen in shock, Richard's words ringing in her ears. She had just finished tucking her son Henry into bed mere moments ago. The little boy was finally asleep after fussing for what

wrong.

a romantic sense. The idea was utterly absurd. He had always kept a cold face when

them, but Richard advanced, closing the gap once more. 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 want to name. "Richard, this isn't

his voice a deep rumble that raised goosebumps along her arms. "I have been patient enough, don't you think? You rejected me in school because you were two years older

"If I say no?"

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

I run?" Emma

so you acted as though you did not know me. You

to protest further, to insist that she was not ready to be in a relationship so soon. She wanted

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