Chapter 199 A Storm Is Coming

"My God Kaaahhkkk, kaaahhkkk, kaaahhkkk.... "

"Benson! Benson Are you okay? "

In a room on the eighth floor of Sea International Hotel, the moment when Benson entered the room, he rushed to the toilet and vomited heavily like a gust of wind. Following him, Emily knocked on the door, drunk. "Open the door! How are you doing? Do you need some water? "

"I'm fine!" Benson shouted in the bathroom, and then held the closestool to vomit. Recently, he was not so weak as before. However, he felt sick in his stomach after drinking a glass of wine all of a sudden and he wanted to throw up unconsciously. But he was glad that he could throw up.

The thought of what George had just said and his malicious eyes made Benson uncomfortable. There was something in the wine that made him dizzy and hot all over.

The man named George, whom he would only use as those low-level tricks. As soon as the celebration party was over, George urged them to go to the room upstairs. Nobody knew what he was thinking.

He didn't know how long he kept vomiting and when there was nothing left in his stomach, Benson stumbled to his feet. He stood in front of the wash basin, rinsed his mouth, and washed his face.

No one knocked on the door, and he wondered how was Emily.

With a fierce fire on his body, Benson swore quietly and took a few deep breaths. He had to leave now. Since Emily was drunk, it was not appropriate for him to live with her.

He had to take the marriage seriously, but he couldn't destroy her.

Crack

Benson opened the door of the bathroom and walked out. The light was off in the room, so he walked inside slowly. When he had adapted to the darkness, he heard the groan of Emily on the bed.

"Emily?" Benson stood beside the bed and called her name. He dared not to get too close because Emily's posture was so alluring.

Emily was sleeping on the bed, lying on one side. Her long legs were lying on the bed casually. Her short skirt was only covering her hip, and her arms were exposed outside. Her slender and beautiful body was hung aside. Her hair was also scattered over the floor. She didn't look as fierce as she was in the daytime, but very charming in the dim light.

Benson looked away immediately. He felt his body was burning. Didn't the vomiting work? Damn it! George was so powerful

"Well I feel so cold... "

Emily murmured, rubbing her feet before taking off her high heels. Then she curled up.

Suppressing the impulse in his heart, Benson pushed Emily away and pulled the quilt under her body. "I'll tuck you in. You can sleep here yourself! I gotta go! "

"Go? !" As soon as Emily heard that Benson was leaving, she jumped up from the bed and grabbed his clothes without demur. Without opening her eyes, she shouted, "how dare you go!"

"Stop it!" "I'm going to check in a room next door. I won't go too far. Have a rest first." w

y in the dog den. Why did someone drive it down?'? When will he come down?

The corner of Malcolm's lips curled into a smug smile. How could he defeat a dog? Huh, it was more comfortable to sleep with his wife

Kiki waited and waited, but heard the breath of them. Kiki snorted disappointedly, then looked up and howled twice. Kiki went back to its own kennel with its tail hanging down.

Ring, ring, ring

When Malcolm just fell asleep, his phone rang. Poppi also moved her body with uneasiness, seeming to be waking up.

Hearing this, Malcolm opened his eyes suddenly. He reached out to get the mobile phone which was still vibrating. After a long while, he found it was from Poppi. It was almost 12 o'clock in the morning. The phone call from the Quiet Sea Sanatorium

"Poppi, this is the phone from the Sanatorium!" Malcolm had no choice but called out for Poppi and pushed her gently. "Get up to answer the phone? Or shall I pick it up for you? "

Hearing this, Poppi sat up on the bed with a groan. She was in such a mess that she didn't have time to think about why Malcolm was with her now. She took over the phone from him and slashed it, "hello? What's wrong? "

"Miss... Miss. Poppi! Your father He can't wait any longer. Please come here as soon as possible I'm sorry for your loss. "

The voice on the other side of the phone was somewhat illusory. Hearing this, Poppi was stunned and released her hand from her ear. The phone slid down her ear and fell onto the bed.

Her father dying?

Poppi's mind went blank all of a sudden. Though she didn't have any good impression on her father and he hadn't communicated with each other for so many years lying in bed, his strength suddenly declined which was out of her expectation.

Of course, when Malcolm heard the noise on the phone, he quickly picked up the phone and answered it for Poppi. He promised to go to the sanatorium as soon as possible.