Chapter 347 - Where Is Lord Top

Emma looked at him calmly. "I'm taking something off your head."

"What is it?" He asked.

She spread her hand on which there was a white fiber.

Jaquan was not satisfied with her explanation. He was sure that she was gently touching his hair.

The screen was dark. He could not see the emotions in her eyes clearly, so he could only feel it via the indistinct touch of that hand...

Did she kind of like him?

These days, he had to stay at home, hearing Felice's earnest teachings, but there was always a voice in his heart.

"Listen, just do whatever you want before it's too late."

'If Emma has an accident today and dies... if...'

He didn't want to think much about it. He only knew that when he saw her safe and sound, he shook in his shoes and was desperate to rush over and hug her tightly.

Emma pulled out her hand and dodged it. Jaquan did not force her but restrained his overwhelming excitement. After taking a deep breath, he sat back on another chair and said, "The other hand of yours isn't applied medicine."

"No need." Emma lowered her head and looked at her bloody sweater. She had just walked over without her suitcase, so she did not have a change of clothes.

Jaquan walked over with some cotton balls, grabbed her by the arm and made her sit down, "Sit down."

Emma sat there cooperatively, but this time, she lowered her head without looking at anything but her injured arm.

After all the bandaging was done, Jaquan stood up and took off his coat and a light brown sweater. Finally only a white shirt remained.

He put the sweater on Emma. After that he asked her a question that he had always wanted to ask, "Why do you hate me?"

Emma was surprised. She rubbed the sweater from which rose the familiar smells of his perfumes and sweats and barbecue. All these shaped his uniqueness.

"Someone broke my heart before, so I don't like men." She said calmly.

It was what he had said.

Jaquan chuckled.

"You're lying." His voice was getting closer and closer as he approached her. He lowered his head until the two met eyes to eyes and nearly nose to nose. When she wanted to retreat, he said, "You get on well with Collin, Armando, Randy and Ferne. Everyone except me."

Emma clenched her fists.

"I've never got a clue." He revealed a confused and absent-minded smile. "But just now, I suddenly got it."

Emma suddenly stood up and said, "I have to go. Stony is still waiting for me."

"You like me." Jaquan said at the same time.

At once, there was a hush in the air.

Emma calmly looked back at him, "Mr. Jaquan, please stop kidding me. I have a husband, and my child..."

Before she could finish...

Jaquan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. The moment he went further, both of them trembled.

"Jaquan!" Emma was shocked with her eyes widened and hardened her arms pushed him away.

"Last time when you were drunk, you kissed me like this." Jaquan took a few steps back and stroked her lips with his thumb. "I've been thinking about who you mistook me for. No other man has been around you. I always dreamed at night that you were kissing me, constantly ... I suddenly realized that you knew who you were kissing then. You said to me, 'It's you' ... so it was me that you wanted."

Emma struggled violently, but both of her arms were injured, and her back ached slightly. Jaquan even used great strength to sandwich her between the wall and his chest. She was trapped there due to the big difference in their strength.

"You've always liked me." Jaquan stared at her wet lips and asked, "Since when?"

Emma lowered her head and stayed silent.

Jaquan stretched out his hand to raise her chin. At that moment, Emma acted. She swiftly seized him by the arm and gave him a back suplex. Jaquan felt so dizzy and disoriented that he lay himself on the ground.

"..."

It seemed that his backbone was about to break.

When she was about to leave, Jaquan immediately shouted, "I like you! Whether you hate me or not, I like you!"

Emma stopped. She suddenly turned around, looking at him and said, "You like Arabella, and you must always do."

Jaquan's eyes widened in shock. "Why?"

Emma frowned and said after a long time, "I don't like a play boy."

"..."

"But I like you. Am I wrong?!" Jaquan stood up. With one hand supporting his waist, he was puzzled and looked at Emma, who was close to the door. "I like you. I can't like her now even if you ask me to. What should I do?"

"Why do you like me?" Emma suddenly asked.

Jaquan was silent for a moment before he said in a low voice, "I don't know. By the time I realized it, it had been so intense that I really wanted to see you."

"Why do you like Arabella?" She asked.

"That was when I was a child. We grew up together. I might have stayed with her for a long time. Then..." He didn't know why she asked and his answer was far too simple.

"It turns out that you are a play boy, and I don't like one." Emma opened the door and said, "Goodbye."

"..."

Jaquan frowned. Did she like him or not?

How could anyone push someone they liked away?

He risked saying that just now, because he wasn't sure about the feelings she had for him. Jaquan himself couldn't even believe that she liked him.

However, the moment she touched his hair, he felt as if he was deeply loved.

So he bet she liked him. That was why he said that.

But what did she just say?

"You like Arabella, and you must always do."

'What the hell is this?'

Jaquan scratched his hair, picked up his coat and put it on before her walked out in a puzzle.

...

Downstairs, with the air-conditioner on, the hall was warm everywhere. A group of people wearing golden short-sleeved shorts with the words "Forest Hot Spring" printed on them walked over to the drinks area in sweat as if they had just come out of the steam room. They shouted, "An ice cream please."

In the drinks area, people were queuing up. Randy's team members were all there. In front, Lord Top silently looked down at her phone while queuing up. She didn't know that many people followed her.

A man covered with sweat came over only to see the long queue. He sighed, "Well, such a long queue. I'll just drink some water over there."

Lord Top took an ice cream and passed it to him. "Here you are. I'm in no hurry. I can wait."

The man was embarrassed to take it for free. "Thank you. I'll give you more money than it cost." Meanwhile, he took out a hundred and handed it to the Lord Top.

The Lord Top waved her hand, "Just take it."

She looked down at her phone again and her slender and fair neck was showed out.

The man in his forties was well-featured. He stared at Lord Top's neck for a moment and smiled, "Interesting. Well, when we meet next time I am gonna pay the bill."

Originally, the team members ignored the man. Seeing Lord Top talk to him, they all turned around to glance at that man. When they saw him looking at Lord Top's face up and down, the team members all became unhappy and surrounded Lord Top.

The man smiled and left.

Aug, who was close to him, repeated, "He said ... interesting."

"What's interesting? Is Lord Top interesting or are we interesting?" Urchin asked.

Wink frowned. "After all, he is not a good guy. Everyone must be on guard."

"Alright! Leave it to us! Next, we will definitely protect Lord Top!"

"Who will be protected?" A sinister voice sounded.

Everyone turned around and saw Randy standing there. At this moment, he was holding a fan in his hand. "Well? I asked, who will you guys protect?"

The guys shook their heads again and again.

Randy clicked his tongue and thought, 'I can't let Lord Top stay with these guys any longer. Otherwise, they would all become gay sooner or later.'

He shook his fan and left.

They breathed a sigh of relief. When they turned around, they found that the Lord Top who had been standing behind them vanished!

"Where is she?!"