Chapter 503 - Confusion (2)

This was the knot in her mind and the reason why she was unwilling to accept Jaquan for a long time.

Jaquan analyzed it just now and concluded that who he liked from beginning to end was her, not Arabella.

Her wet long hair dampened another candle.

Jaquan glanced at the candle and saw it as an audience, nodding politely, "Thank you. Thank you."

Emma was speechless.

She smiled finally. She reached out to take the male ring from the ring box and put it on his finger. Then, she extended her hand to him.

Jaquan gently helped her put it on and leaned over to kiss the back of her hand, "I know you don't want to get married now. It doesn't matter. I'll accompany you. When you figure it out one day, even if we are in our seventies or eighties, I'll take you to church and marry you. Just the two of us, okay?"

These words moved Emma. She looked down and bit her lips, nodding after a while.

Jaquan stood up and helped her up. Only then did he realize that Emma's eyes were red.

"What's the matter?" Jaquan had watched others' proposal videos in which many people cried at each other. He thought it was a fake thing that was beyond his understanding. However, when he saw her down on one knee, he would have shed tears if he didn't hold back. The moment he saw Emma's eyes turn red his tears welled up, "Don't cry, baby."

"Thank you, Jaquan," Emma whispered and leaned against his shoulder.

Jaquan hugged her and patted her back gently, "I should thank you."

"You're welcome," Emma said.

Jaquan could not help smiling and tilted his head to kiss her head, "You're welcome."

He went to take a bath. Emma was drying her hair in the bathroom. After his bath, Emma's hair almost dried up. Jaquan didn't put on any clothes. He just wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out.

In City Q recently, he didn't have much time to exercise, but his abs were still stretched. The lines were clear, and the droplets of water slid down from the ravine of his chest and into the towel, which was flirtatious and attractive.

He stood in front of Emma and allowed her to look at him. He watched her expression and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Emma used her forefinger to touch his throat. Then, she loosened his towel and pulled it off. She stared at that for a moment and smiled dumbly.

Jaquan knew why she was smiling. He leaned over to kiss her lips and said, "It's been like this all along the way. Knowing what's going to happen tonight, it got excited and it can't stop."

Emma blushed.

She panted and tilted her head to ask, "Where are the condoms?"

Jaquan hoisted her up into the bedroom and pulled out a box from under the bed. When he opened it, it was filled with all kinds of condoms--yes, it was Ferne who had sent them.

Fortunately, he didn't throw them away.

Jaquan took a dozen at random on the bed. Then, he tore one with his teeth.

Emma was shocked, "Are you sure you can use them all up?"

Jaquan replied, "Don't look down on me."

Jaquan was speechless.

'This has nothing to do with underestimation, okay?'

That night, Emma sent a new post on Twitter by her new phone--

A heart emoji and the picture of red roses covering the bed and the floor, as well as a circle of candles.

Other than her family, her Twitter was just followed by Jaquan and Collin.

Thus, her message area became like this:

"If he dares to bully you, let him wait for death," said Hunter.

Roger said, "It's not romantic at all. At least, there should be a romantic island, a yacht, and another boat of pearl agate necklaces."

"Are you a pirate, Roger?" said Emily.

Emily, "I envy you. Don't provoke me, or I'll run away from home to find my true love."

Deon replied, "Emily, what did you say? You dare say it again?"

Emily thought for a while.

Emily said, "She didn't block father? Is she crazy?!"

Deon said, "What did you say?"

Emily said, "Dad, just now Roger took my phone."

Roger answered, "What?"

Bernice posted emojis of celebration and beer.

Collin said, "Congratulations. I've hung the Renal Aid on your door. Remember to take it."

Emma did not know their messages. She was still floating in the waves until the early morning. The room was filled with a sweet and special smell. Along with the wine fragrance, the entire room was full of the smell of drunkenness. She lost all strength, ached, and was weak. Other than panting, she only heard the hoarse voice of the man.

"Shall we go to the living room?"

She wanted to shake her head.

However, she couldn't help but be carried out in his powerful arms. Her body pressed against the soft sofa, and then she fell into a tempest of emotions again.

She cried out involuntarily and scratched something. Her head raised high. The excessive joy made her tears well up. A small mole that seemed to be spotted by ink was on her white jade-like earlobe, licked and bitten by Jaquan. Emma couldn't help but let out a cry, but her voice was blocked by Jaquan's kisses.

Apart from the rhythmic sounds, only the sound of swallowing was left in the large living room.