If the person who just said something bad about her downstairs was not her relative, how could Joseph be so good-tempered and not care about it?
Emily raised her lips and smiled: "So you arranged for us to move in early? But we just met at that time, how did you know we were going to move out?"
Joseph tapped her rosy lips with his long finger and smiled: "Because you are my Emma!"
Hearing this, Emily felt inexplicably unhappy. Could it be that he still believed that she was Emma and treated her well just as a substitute?
Emily didn't like this feeling very much.
"But I'm not your Emma. I've told you many times. You should have checked all my past. Why are you still so sure that I am Emma?" Emily stared at him tightly and asked.
"I said you are, you are! If you don't remember now, I will let you remember slowly." Joseph's tone was already a bit domineering, as if he had determined something, no matter what others said, he would not believe it.
Emily sighed speechlessly and said, "So, you approached me at first because you thought I was your Emma?"
Joseph shook his head, "I also found out that you were Emma the night I rescued you in the hotel."
"That's not right! Since you only thought I was Emma that night, how did you get Daniel to find my stepmother and say that we were relatives and were willing to take her family in?" Emily remembered that when she came out of the hotel, she was asked to move into the manor as soon as she returned home.
And later she heard that her stepmother and Daniel, her cousin, did not recognize each other on the first day, but had been in contact for several days.
Joseph smiled meaningfully and did not say the reason.
He took her hand and said, "You were in a bad mood when you had dinner tonight, so take some medicine to help digestion!"
Emily was taken to the sofa by him, and she realized that the bedroom was very large, twice as big as the room next door where she lived.
The decoration is very luxurious and grand. The living room and bedroom are connected. The big bed in the bedroom looks very comfortable and is very soft.
Joseph brought the digestive medicine and a cup of warm water to Emily, and Emily took it with a slight smile.
It turned out that the digestive medicine he had just asked Daniel to prepare was for himself.
Listening to him, Emily put the medicine in her mouth, drank the water, tilted her head back, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Actually, my stomach digests well. It's not the first time I've experienced being framed by my family like tonight. I've survived so many times, I won't be so squeamish." Emily sat on the sofa and looked at the man seriously and said.
Joseph's sexy lips curled up slightly, becoming deep and affectionate, and seemed to be a bit deep. He said to Emily in a deep and solemn voice: "With me by your side, you can be very delicate."
As soon as the voice fell, his tall figure pressed down, pressing her slender and soft body on the sofa, lowering his head, and kissing her soft lips like a storm
The gentle and ambiguous breath enveloped the two of them, and his lips and tongue had an indescribable fatal temptation. Emily only felt that her chest gradually became hot, and her blood pressure soared to the highest point...
I don't know how long it took before Joseph reluctantly left her lips.
The sexy and charming voice said in a low and deep voice in her ear: "I want you so much!"
Emily's nerves suddenly tightened. They were too close. All his breath while talking was warm and hot and sprayed on her face, making her blush and her heart beat.
She subconsciously lowered her eyes, not daring to look at his lustful eyes at the moment, or if she looked at him for a second, she would be unable to help but fall into them.
Seeing her shy, Joseph stroked her blushing face with his big hands, stroking it slowly, and said softly: "Sooner or later, I will want you, when you need me too!"
After saying that, Joseph kissed her forehead gently, got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Emily was completely stunned by the two words he just said. She was obviously teased by him nakedly, but she still felt that he was an extremely gentleman.
He didn't force her, and he waited so patiently until she had that idea before he wanted her!
Emily looked at the bathroom door that was only slightly closed, and her throat tightened inexplicably.
She had to leave here quickly. Now the whole room seemed to be full of ambiguity and charm. She felt that if she stayed any longer, she would definitely have a nosebleed when he came out of the shower.
While he was taking a shower, Emily sneaked back to her room, went straight into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and washed her brain, which was so active that it couldn't be more active.
Not long after Emily left, Abigail came out to see which room Joseph lived in, and suddenly saw that there seemed to be light coming from the room next to Emily's room, which had been locked and kept them away.
She walked over timidly, slowly turned the door handle, and quietly looked inside.
Wow!
This room is so spacious and luxurious!
It is much more magnificent than the one she lives in. It is obviously like the owner's residence.
Could it be the bedroom where Joseph sleeps when he occasionally comes to this villa?
No wonder it looks so tasteful, just like him, exuding a sense of luxury.
Hey, there is a sound of water, it is coming from the bathroom, he is taking a shower!
His muscular chest muscles immediately came to mind. They must be like those supermodels on TV, full of masculine aura, making people's blood boil.
Abigail was immediately overjoyed and slipped in with a smile on her face.