Beloved Old Lover

On the other side of the phone, Venn sighed in relief. As the person assigned by Kevin to find her whereabouts, how could he not understand his boss’s intentions?

Now Kevin went there and got drunk. If he listened to Emily and came to pick Kevin up, it would be like he ruined his boss’s chance.

So, he had to lie even though he was at home and he knew Sara was probably still busy preparing documents for the upcoming important meetings.

Emily started biting her lips and then biting her nails, not knowing what to do with this drunk man. If she took him back to her room, she was sure he would stand there every night, as evidenced by the fact that he went to the pub these past few nights.

Thinking about it for a while, she decided to take him to the hotel.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Kevin, wake up, you can’t sleep here.” She gently shook his shoulder.

After a while, he obeyed and sat up, but unfortunately, his whole body was now weak and he had to lean on her.

She had to admit that when he was too drunk, he and Daniel were very similar, as obedient as puppies.

Emily tried to pull Kevin up, but he was so heavy that before she could support him, both she and he fell back on the sofa.

Like unreal scenes in movies, the shoe on her foot flew backward, hitting the bell.

Yes, it was only one ring, but it was enough for the deputy manager and two waiters to hear and run into the room.

“Oh my god.” A female waitress covered her mouth with her hand when witnessing the scene inside.

The deputy manager was frozen for several seconds. In front of the three of them was the image of a man lying on top of a woman in a position that made everyone think nonsense.

Emily miserably pulled her hand out and groped in space.

“Save… save me…”

Immediately, the three girls regained their spirits, rushed in, grabbed the drunk guy, threw him aside, and freed the poor girl.

“Are you okay? He hasn’t done anything to you, right?” The deputy manager looked all over Emily’s body and asked.

“He was so drunk that he lost his balance and fell on me.”

At this time, everyone turned their attention to the guy lying on the floor, stretching his legs and closing his eyes. It seemed like he didn’t have the strength to do anything anymore.

According to Emily’s request, they helped her take Kevin to the car but first took him to the checkout counter.

Emily handed him over to two waitresses to keep him from falling, then groped in his pocket and took out a leather wallet.

The deputy manager and the staff nearby all raised their eyes to see how much money was in the wallet of the richest man in the city.

However, unlike what they imagined, his wallet only had a few bills, basically not enough to pay for a grilled squid.

“Sister, is he a fake president?” A young waitress leaned into the deputy manager’s shoulder and asked softly.

“Talking nonsense. The day before, his subordinates paid a huge amount of money. Maybe he took someone’s wallet by mistake.” The deputy manager quickly defended Kevin, but she wondered who had taken all the money in his wallet.

Emily quickly opened the small compartments in Kevin’s wallet and pulled out his powerful black card.

Seeing the divine card, the eyes around her quickly turned wild. They have only heard its name in legends but have never seen it with their own eyes or touched it.

But the important thing is that if they don’t know the password, they can’t do anything.

“Do you know the password?” The deputy manager asked worriedly.

“Let me try.”

To be honest, Emily didn’t know what the password was either. She used all her memory to find out the numbers related to Kevin.

And then, a short memory from the past suddenly came back, at that time, in a shabby motel room in the middle of a pouring rain at night, he said that when he was rich in the future, he would let her spend money freely.

He said his bank cards would all have passwords set according to the day, month, and last number of her year of birth.

So, she quickly entered the number and successfully paid in front of the shocked eyes of her colleagues.

“Where is Kurt?” Emily looked around and asked.

“He took the kitchen staff to the hospital. The person’s symptoms resemble appendicitis. They just left twenty minutes ago.”

Emily intended to ask Kurt to carry Kevin out, but he was busy. A drunk person is no different from someone who passed out. Four girls gathered together and it took five minutes to get Kevin out of the pub.

At this time, many customers are coming to drink and the security guards are very busy, so the deputy manager said not to bother them.

Struggling for a while, Emily was able to put Kevin into the car. Because people saw that she even knew his bank card password, they didn’t ask her if she needed someone to accompany her.

It’s been a long time since Emily drove a car. She didn’t expect that when she started driving again, she would use this expensive car.

She fastened Kevin’s seat belt and then drove the car to the main road, where there were hotels luxurious enough for him to comfortably rest overnight.

After looking at both sides of the road for a while, she turned the car into the Forest Scent Hotel. Luckily this place had a big, strong security guard who helped her take Kevin to the bed.

While Kevin fell into a deep sleep, Emily kept lying awake, occasionally lifting the curtains to look at the gradually sparse street through the glass window.

She thought he had given up on her when he pulled her out of the car that day, but in the end, he continued to cling to her and not let go.

She wondered what she should do. Could it be that he and she kept tormenting and torturing each other until the day they breathed their last breath?

“Emily… Emily…”

Hearing him sobbing, she quickly let go of the curtain, came to his side, and held his raised hand.

The withered yellow light from the table lamp helped her see his forehead furrowed and two streams of tears flowed out, falling onto the pillow.

Did he have a nightmare? What did he see that made him call her name and cry like that? Does he have nightmares every night?

“Please… don’t leave me… Emily, I need you… I need you.”

“I’m here, it’s okay, be good.” She quickly patted his shoulder and reassured him.

Outside on the street, businesses and shops turn off their lights, giving way to darkness.

Emily was so tired that she climbed onto the bed, lying close to the edge, thinking that in a while, when he was deeply asleep, she would withdraw her hand because every time she tried to take it back, he held it tightly.

She was afraid that he would lose his sleep, afraid that he would wake up, not fully awake, still drunk, and want to drive back to the south side of the city.

However, she fell asleep because of the soft feeling brought by the high-quality mattress along with the pleasant air and faint scent in the room.

Kevin woke up when the sun had risen. He rubbed his forehead a few times, quickly glanced around and happiness filled his heart when he saw that next to him was the little cat Emily curled up and sleeping so much that she didn’t know it was morning.

So, he doesn’t need to force himself to forget her anymore, he will definitely cling to her the same way she clung to him.

The wind from the ceiling fan made her thin strands of hair flutter, sticking to her smooth face.

He reached out, gently pushed them aside, and in a moment when he couldn’t hold back, he leaned down and placed a kiss on her cheek.

The soft, warm feeling of the man’s lips made Emily suddenly raise her hand, looking for the culprit causing this ticklish feeling and when she touched his hair, she was startled, her eyes wide open.

At close range, his face was exaggerated before her eyes.

“Ah…”

“Careful.”

Emily was lying close to the edge of the bed, so when she turned over, her whole body flew into space.

Fortunately, Kevin reacted very quickly, rushed after her, pulled her, hugged her, and as a result, both he and she fell off the bed.

The impact with the floor wasn’t too strong, but it still hurt his back, and she closed her eyes, her hands unconsciously clutching his shirt.

It wasn’t until she regained consciousness that she realized she was lying on top of him, her face pressed against his warm chest.

In a panic, Emily quickly sat up. Poor girl, before she could climb down, she discovered the eyes of the person below were staring at her neck.

Following a conditioned reflex, she quickly bowed her head and was horrified when she realized that two buttons of her shirt had been undone, causing her bra to be exposed.

“Ah, don’t look…”

Quick as a squirrel, she jumped off him and hastily buttoned her shirt. She guessed they came off when he reached out to pull her as she was falling.

Her shy, adorable appearance made Kevin unable to stop laughing. Perhaps he was wrong when he used his money and power to force her. He should have pursued her in the gentlest and most polite way.

“Ah, yesterday I took out your black card to pay. Because I called Venn but he was busy so I brought you here. Then I was afraid that you would get too drunk and maybe get hit by the wind or fall, so I stayed here, and then…”

“Thank you, Emily.” He spoke up, interrupting her redundant explanation.

“No need to thank me. You are a customer of the Paradise pub.” She replied, her eyes still not daring to look at him.

Kevin opened his mouth to say something but the phone ringing stopped him. As soon as he picked up the phone, Sara’s voice rang out, reminding him that there was a meeting this morning at nine-thirty.

Even though Kevin already knew Emily’s answer, he still asked her if she agreed to let him take her home and the answer he received was exactly as he thought, she refused.

“I have to go back to the city’s south side because I have urgent business. Please help me pay for the hotel.”

After saying that, he stood up, put the black card in her hand, and quickly walked towards the door.

His actions were so fast that before she could react, he was gone. She stood up, sighed, and straightened her shirt.

He gave her his bank card, which is no different from leaving a chance to meet her next time.

Seeing Emily holding out the black card to pay for the room rental, the reception staff’s eyes immediately sparkled, looking at her with admiration, making her extremely confused.

She borrowed this aura from the president of the Unicons group. She is not a rich woman as they think.

There is no rich woman who sits at a sewing machine during the day and serves wine at night.

When she stepped out of the hotel, the first thing she did was raise her head and look up at the sky. Today, the sky is very clear, without a single layer of cloud.

Recalling the words he said while drunk, looking at the bank card in her hand, she felt like she was holding half a dream, half reality.

While she was lounging, suddenly two large butterflies flew from somewhere, landed on her hand for about a minute, and then flew away, disappearing into the vast space.

“Daniel, Dad, are you two?” She was moved and asked softly.