Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 45

"Emily, I didn't argue with your mother. I just had some disagreements with her," Anthony tried to

explain.

However, Emily did not want to listen to him at all. She immediately pushed him out and said harshly:

"Disagreements? My mother has divorced you. What disagreements can it be? Get out of here right

now, I don't want to see you."

"Emily, don't be like this. He's your father." Abigail tried to get up from the bed to stop her, but she was

too weak for that.

After Emily pushed Anthony out, she quickly helped Abigail to lie down and said, "Mom, you don't have

to be afraid of him now. I've grown up and no one can be hard on you."

"Emily, he wasn't hard on me. You misunderstood." Abigail wanted to explain.

But Emily didn't listen at all. She just thought that her mother was too weak and didn't want her to argue

with Anthony.

Abigail didn't accompany her daughter to grow up, so she couldn't say too much. After chatting for a

while, they talked about Franklin.

Emily smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry. He's very good to me."

"That's good." Abigail nodded, but then caressed her head with worry, "Mom is just worried that you

would suffer. I heard from your father that Franklin is from an established family and he is the richest

man in Lancaster. Is that true?"

Emily cursed Anthony a million times in her heart and nodded with a smile, "Yes, but that's his image in

public. He loves me. That's the point."

"Really? How did you get to know each other?" Abigail asked.

"Emm..."

"My phone is ringing." Emily immediately took out her phone. Now she wanted to thank the person who

called her because he saved her a lot of trouble.

But when she saw that it was Franklin, she quickly stood up and walked outside and said, "Hey, what's

up?"

"Where are you?" Franklin asked.

"I'm in the hospital with my mother."

"I'll pick you up."

"Sure, but don't come up. I'll go down and wait for you downstairs," Emily said.

Franklin agreed and hung up.

Emily took a deep breath and hung up her phone. When she returned to the ward, she said to Abigail

anxiously, "Mom, I have to go. I'll see you next time."

After that, she ran away without giving her mother a chance to ask her further.

Emily waited for nearly an hour before Franklin arrived.

She was getting impatient. She's not feeling very well. Her stomach ached because of bloating.

She didn't know if it was because she was pregnant. She didn't want to tell Franklin, or he would have

made a fuss and sent her to the hospital for a checkup.

"Wait for a long time?" After Emily got in the car, Franklin held her hand. It was frozen.

Emily nodded.

Franklin was displeased and said with a straight face, "Are you stupid? You can wait in the ward. I

would call you when I get here."

"My mother asked me how we met each other. I don't know how to explain it to her?" said Emily

pouted.

Franklin frowned and asked doubtfully, "Why can't you tell her how we met?"

"Of course not. I can't let my mother know that." Emily exclaimed immediately.

Then she thought of Anthony and became even angrier. She snorted, "My father came here today. I

didn't expect him to argue with my mother. I really regret letting him visit my mother. I don't want to see

him again."

"Your mother is very beautiful. She must be a beauty when she was young," Franklin commented.

Emily immediately said proudly, "Of course. My mother was pretty easy on the eye, and she's not bad

now."

"But your father is mediocre. How did she fall in love with him back then, and how could he betray

her?" Franklin asked curiously.

Emily glared at him, "How would I know? You're too nosy."

"I just think you neither look like your mother nor your father," Franklin said faintly.

"What do you mean?" Emily frowned. Why was she feeling there was an insinuation in his remark?

"Nothing. Since you don't like your father so much, don't meet him again. By the way, what did you eat

for lunch? Don't take junk food. I've asked the nanny to make soup for your dinner. Drink more."

Franklin changed the subject.

Thinking for a while, in order to avoid trouble, Emily didn't tell him that Harry came to look for her to buy

the house.

Nodding, she thought of Mrs. Brent and asked curiously, "How's your talk with your mother today? Did

she make things difficult for you?"

"Of course not. She left shortly after you left."

"What your mother said..."

"Emily, don't mention anything that displeases me," Franklin said with a cold face before she could ask.

Emily pouted, "Well, OK."

"Eat more, talk less. Make sure the baby is healthy and safe." Franklin caressed her head with his

fingers running through her hair.

Emily thought that he really liked children. The reason why he married her so urgently was that he not

only wanted a wife to be his shield, but also an heir!

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Fortunately, he liked kids, so the child wouldn't live a hard life in the future.

When she got home and had some soup, Emily couldn't eat anymore, no matter how Franklin coaxed

her. He was so irritated that he wanted to lose his temper.

Emily had no choice but to coax him that she wanted to take a walk to digest and then come back to

eat. She wanted to take a walk in the garden with Franklin. The Brent was very big and the view of the

garden was beautiful and worth appreciating.

But Franklin got a call and said he had something to deal with.

Emily was too lazy to stroll alone, so she wanted to go back to her room to rest and contact the

decoration company to make the decoration plan.

Unexpectedly, the servant knocked on the door as soon as she went upstairs, saying that the butler

had something to do with her.

"You want me?" The butler was in his fifties, so Emily was respectful to him.

"Madam, Mrs. Brent just called and said she wanted to see you. A driver has been sent to pick you up.

Please prepare yourself!" The butler smiled.

"Ah? Mrs. Brent wants to see me?" Emily said in surprise.

Mrs. Brent just met her in the morning. Why did she want to see her again?

The butler smiled and said, "I don't know, either, madam. You'd better get prepared!"

"I see," Emily said worriedly.

She changed her clothes and came out, and then called Franklin anxiously.

But Franklin's phone wasn't answered. She was so anxious that she sweated and had to call Jason.

Jason said that Franklin was having a meeting with someone, so she had to leave a message that she

was going to the Brent's Residence.

Mrs. Brent's car arrived soon, and Emily got in.

After getting in the car, she cheered herself up in her heart. It wasn't a big deal to meet Mrs. Brent.

After all, she couldn't eat her.