Chapter 79 - Mosquitoes

It seemed that she often asked him this question, at their second meet, at the tea house, and at the Ferne Hotel.

She heard the footsteps approaching, and then the man stopped in front of her. He held her chin with his slender fingers and wiped away her tears.

In the darkness, the man asked her in a low voice, "Why are you crying?"

Emily could not see his face clearly. She could only feel his breath spraying on her face with a uniquely good smell. Feeling relaxed unconsciously, she pointed at the desk in the darkness and muttered, "The book is too difficult."

There was a silence for a moment, but Emily felt that he must know her intention. She suddenly remembered that she rarely revealed her true feelings, but each time Vincent could see through her. Immediately, she felt ashamed. In the darkness, her jade-white earlobe turned red.

She lowered her head and got out from under his arm, "It's a little hot..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she bumped into a chair and gasped. She endured the pain without letting out a cry and limped forward. Suddenly she was pulled into his arms after a few steps.

His hug was warm with a smell of nicotine. She could smell the fragrance of his aftershave. It was his unique fragrance. In the darkness, he could still see clearly. He put her on a chair and pulled up her pajamas to look at her legs.

There was just a bruise. In the darkness, she could not see anything clearly but only felt a warm palm gently touching her skin. This hand seemed to touch her heart. She couldn't even breathe.

Her heart was beating fast. She felt that something was wrong with her body. It was like the residual effect since she was drugged last time. She licked her lips and whispered, "It doesn't hurt."

Vincent finally stopped and looked at the books on her desk. They are all financial books, among which he also saw an introduction to the Britt Group.

Then he recalled what he saw at the balcony door. The girl stared at the table with her head lowered. Her fingernails were tightly clasped in her palms. Her eyes were full of tears and she bit her lips tightly. It was as if she was in despair. When she suddenly looked up, her eyes were filled with panic, despair, and sorrow.

He flipped through the introduction to the Britt Group and lowered his head to ask, "What didn't you understand?"

Emily was stunned and asked, "What?"

"You want to learn this?" Vincent put her on his leg. As they faced each other, she heard him say in a low voice, "I can teach you."

Emily was touched. This feeling was hard to describe. All she knew was that she was sitting in this person's arms and smelling his fragrance. The gloomy feeling in her heart disappeared completely.

She turned on the desk lamp and pointed at the introduction book of the Britt Group. "What is an EPC?" She asked.

"Engineering Procurement Construction is an integrated model. After the decision-making stage of the project, through bidding, an engineering company is entrusted with the general contracting of design, procurement and construction..."

Emily only knew twenty-six English letters, and some short expressions like hello and good-bye. Hearing such a long English sentence, she was a little confused, "E ... How to pronounce it?"

The man was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he rubbed her hair with his big palm. His voice was low and deep, as if it hit on her heart. "Do you want to go to school?"

Emily didn't say anything for a while. She hadn't gone to school in her previous life. She only learned some popular phrases from the hospital TV. Her brother also taught her something and she learned some words by chatting with Sydnee.

She knew how difficult it was to learn by herself. She sat here for half an hour tonight but did not finish a single page. There were many things that she didn't understand so she had to search them online. It took too much time.

Actually, she wanted to go to school, but Maury and Beverly would know that she was not a fool. Such a result would be harmful to her, and it was not time for them to know that.

While she was considering, the man said with a gentle voice, "I'll ask someone to pick you up tomorrow night."

Emily looked up at him. The light of the lamp was faint and dim, and it was partially blocked by her. His lips and chin were covered by shadows. She could only see that he was looking at her with his black eyes.

"Am I going to your house?" She goggled at him in confusion, "What are we going to do?"

Vincent supported her slender waist and rubbed her protruding spine with his finger. "Go to school."

Emily felt that the place he touched became strange and itchy. She resisted the impulse to scratch and shifted her position. Then she asked, "Go to school at night?"

Vincent placed his head on her shoulder and said in a hoarse and alluring voice, "I'll teach you myself."

Emily turned her head in surprise, but unexpectedly, she collided with the man who raised head from her shoulder. They happened to kiss on each other's lips. She retreated slightly, and when she saw the man frown, she quickly approached him and kissed him. The man grabbed her waist and continued this kiss.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps coming from outside the door. It wasn't Susan, nor Elsie. It sounded more like Eliot. He never knocked on the door before entering her room.

Emily leaned back with anxiety, but the man held the back of her head with one hand and bit her lips as a punishment.

Her heart was beating fast.

When Eliot opened the door and entered, he saw Emily sitting at the table and drawing pictures. Seeing him enter, she smiled with her cheeks red. "Eliot, long time no see."

Eliot walked in and touched her head, "Are you sick? Why is your face so red?"

"I just took a bath. It's a little hot." Emily looked guiltily at the balcony. Her lips were still burning. She seemed to smell his fragrance on her body. She quickly picked up the spray on the table and sprayed it at her feet. "There are mosquitoes!"

"Why are there mosquitoes in autumn?" Eliot pulled a chair and sat down beside her. Seeing she curled up on the chair, revealing her white calves and toes, he was somewhat embarrassed and moved his eyes away. Then he fetched a blanket from the bed to cover her. Then, he sat down and looked at the graffiti on her desk. "What is this?"

"Mickey Mouse."

Eliot laughed, "This Mickey Mouse is really ugly."

Emily also smiled. They laughed for a while and then Eliot said, "Dad has something to tell you. I'm afraid you don't understand him, so I'll explain it to you first. I know you want to see mom, but dad and I haven't found her for a long time."

Emily's smile froze. She lowered her head and did not speak again.

Eliot rubbed her hair and said, "Emily, don't be angry with dad. He was very tired these days. He was busy working and looking for mom. He didn't even have meals in time. Today, he got a stomachache and was almost sent to the hospital."

Emily nodded, but remained silent.