Chapter 10 Chapter 10

Her body froze, and he noticed the change in her posture instantly.

He wanted to play a prank on her. He moved closer to her, and his chest could almost touch her back.

Emmie became stiffer. She pretended to be calm, but she was moving away from him slowly. Her movement was so small, yet none of her tricks could escape Dennis' eyes.

Every time she moved away from him, he would inch closer toward her.

Emmie's face was contorted with anxiety and exasperation.

All of a sudden, she realized that more than half of her body was already at the edge of the bed. Thump!

She fell to the ground. But, she didn't feel any pain. Instead, the floor felt so warm to her. In fact, it was quite soft.

All of a sudden, she felt his humid breath brushing against her ear. He mumbled, "Is it comfortable to lie on me?"

It was not until then that Emmie found that she was leaning on Dennis. It was no wonder that she didn't feel any pain just now. She stood up in a hurry and said, "You were too close to me."

"You heartless girl. You didn't thank me for saving you from falling off the bed just now. But, you even accused me!"

Dennis didn't know what was in his mind just now. He did not even hesitate before he reached out to catch her. Her bones would probably break into smithereens if she fell down.

"Obviously, you're the one at fault. You were in my place," said Emmie.

"Your place?"

"I... I'd better go to sleep on the sofa."

"If my grandfather finds out and punishes me because of it, will you be responsible?"

"Hmm... then you don't get too close to me. I'm not used to it."

Emmie climbed to the other side of the bed and left a large space for him.

"I won't catch you if you fall off the bed again."

Emmie grasped the blanket mutely. If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have fallen off.

She reckoned that she would likely not get any sleep this evening. Yet, on the contrary, she fell asleep almost immediately, probably because her eyes still felt dry.

The next day, when Dennis woke up, he noticed that his chin was unusually itchy; he felt as if there were hairs under his chin.

When he opened her eyes, he saw that his chin was pressed against her head. He did not know when Emmie had run into his arms.

Her long eyelashes fluttered along with her breathing, and her plump lips were slightly parted. It was a feast to his eyes.

Her faint fragrance was refreshing, and unconsciously, he was already completely mesmerized by this scenery in front of him.

He should have moved away, but somehow he got closer and closer. He only came to his senses when his lips touched the hair in front of her forehead and woke her up.

When Emmie got out of the bed, Dennis had already packed up his stuff.

She felt rather annoyed just at the thought of going to the Bailey family. It was the last place she wanted to go.

After breakfast, she went out with Dennis.

She opened the door of the back seat unconsciously. Yet, when the door was opened less than an inch, it was closed by Dennis. Bang!

"Sit in front."

"I..."

"Where are your manners? I'm not your chauffeur."

Dennis opened the door of the front seat.

Emmie walked to his side and sat in the front seat.

She took out her mobile phone. It was already eleven o'clock. She had several missed calls. The previous day, she did not pick them up because of her eyesore. But, she didn't manage to pick up any calls this morning as her phone was in her bag.

They were all from one person, and it was none other than her boss.

Emmie did not intend to call back. Anyway, she was not going to attend work later. The earliest time she could attend to a problem at work, even if there was any, would be the next day.

Just as she was putting her phone into her bag, her boss called again.

She thought for a while and picked it up.

Before she could even say a word, her boss had begun to shout at her.

"Emmie, where are you? Why didn't you return home or answer the phone? Are you going to work today?"

He reminded her of a middle-aged man with a plump belly, although he was only 30 years old.