Chapter 7 Pervert!

In the bedroom next door, Emily took a bath and stood in front of the mirror, lifting the red scar on her face. This scar was fake, a mask she had made herself. In the fire in the countryside when she was young, she was indeed injured. But the injury had long since healed completely. To avoid drawing attention, she continued to disguise herself. She had thought the fire was arranged by the Parker family because at the time her stepmother Ramona brought her stepsister Chelsea Parker to find her in the countryside. However, later, she found out that it wasn't the Parker family, but a group of mysterious people. Without knowing the truth of that incident, she didn't plan to make a fuss. After washing her face, Emily put the scar mask back on her face and swaggered out of the bathroom. The phone on the bed was vibrating, and when she picked it up, she realized that it was a call from Alexander. "Boss, you haven't answered the phone for so long. Did you go sleep with your husband?" Alexander cried out in tears and hoarseness. Emily lazily sat on the edge of the bed and whispered, "I've told you, we have a contract marriage. I'm in my own room. I'll divorce him after I find my mother's medical book." Alexander deeply sighed, "Boss, you have a million options to get that medical book. Why did you have to marry him? What if he doesn't want to divorce in the future?” Emily rolled her eyes and said, "I don't think so. When the time comes, I'll just say that I had an affair with you, and he would be cuckolded. He'll definitely divorce me! Wait, I think I've discovered a secret..." "Don’t say that you have an affair with me, I don't want to make an enemy out of Ethan!" Alexander shouted again, "What secret?" "I can't be sure yet. I'll go to the study to find the medical book first. I gotta go." Emily tiptoed out of the room and quietly went downstairs, coming to the second floor from the third floor. The lights in the corridor on the second floor were very dim. She checked one room after another and finally found the study. After closing the door, Emily turned on the light and began to search for the medical book. After turning over the entire bookshelf, she found nothing. She turned around and happened to see a delicate safe. She felt that the important medical book should be inside the safe. Emily walked over and crouched in front of the safe, starting to try to turn the password lock. Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door. Emily listened carefully, it seemed to be the sound of a wheelchair moving forward. If she went out now, she would definitely meet Ethan, and it would be difficult to explain then. She bit her lip tightly, her heart immediately hanging. She thought, ‘What should I do now? Maybe Ethan is just coming to get a book. After all, when I came back, he was working in the bedroom. He shouldn't be staying in the study to work at this late hour.’ Thinking of this, Emily quickly turned off the light and then slipped under the desk. At this moment, the door opened. The sound of the wheelchair wheels approached closer and closer. Emily's heart seemed to jump to her throat. She couldn't see what was happening outside because there was a wooden board behind her, and her line of sight could only see the feet of the chair in front of her. However, soon the chair was pushed away, and Ethan controlled the wheelchair to come to the desk. Emily covered her mouth, and widened her eyes. In her line of sight, there were only two strong legs of Ethan, and the bulge in between. She never thought that Ethan was still working hard at this late hour. She thought, ‘Sure enough, business genius still has to put the work in.’ Emily waited and waited. She wanted to see him finish reading the book and then leave. Time passed second by second, and her eyelids were drooping. Too much had happened today. She was already very tired and sleepy. But Ethan never left. Because of drowsiness, her head hit the wooden board, causing her to wake up suddenly. She covered her mouth and exclaimed. She thought, ‘It's over! I am definitely going to be discovered now.’ Emily started to think about how to explain hiding under the table. "Come out," the sudden, deep, and cold voice of Ethan rang out. Emily felt that this was the end of her. She kneeled on the floor with her hands propped up, her body bowed forward. At that moment when she lifted her head, her eyes met the deep ink-like eyes of Ethan. She subconsciously felt a chill run down her spine, and her body inexplicably wanted to shrink back. At this moment, Ethan's large palm suddenly grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her forward. Emily was caught off guard, and her whole body stumbled into Ethan's embrace. Her small hand landed squarely on his groin, Ethan sucked in a cold breath. Emily sensed something was wrong, lowered her head, and felt doomed. She quickly withdrew her hand. "Emily!" Ethan's furious voice rang out. Emily shrank her neck and hurriedly explained, "Mr. Thomas, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to just now. You suddenly grabbed me, and I needed something to support myself, so..." Before she could finish her explanation, she realized she was still lying in Ethan's arms. She flailed her hands, trying to grab onto the armrests on both sides in an attempt to stand up. But her feet suddenly slipped, and her small body fell forward again. This time, perfectly unbalanced, her lips landed on Ethan's thin lips. Emily suddenly widened her eyes and was completely dumbfounded. Ethan's body also stiffened instantly. Her lips were as soft as jelly, with a hint of sweetness, which made him feel a strange sensation sweeping through his entire body. He unexpectedly seemed to enjoy this taste a bit. Ethan held onto her waist and couldn't help deepening the kiss. At this moment, Emily came to her senses and pushed Ethan away. The wheelchair also moved back a few inches. "Slap!" A loud slap echoed in the spacious study. A bright red palm print appeared on Ethan's handsome face. "You... you... you..." Emily pointed at Ethan in front of her, her face flushed red. "You pervert!" Ethan coldly snorted, "Wasn't it you who threw yourself at me?" Emily stamped her foot in distress. "I didn't mean to just now..." Ethan's ink-like eyes glanced lightly at her. "I thought you did it on purpose." "You!" Emily was speechless. She turned around to leave, but Ethan's voice behind her turned colder. "What are you doing here?" Emily's steps halted. She didn't dare to look back at Ethan's eyes. After all, those eyes made her feel like she could be devoured. She said, "I... I couldn't sleep and wanted to find a book to read." "Then why were you hiding?" Ethan's eyebrows raised slightly, and his gaze became fierce. "Are you sent by William Thomas?" This name was familiar to Emily. She thought carefully and realized Wiliam was Bob's father, the current head of the Thomas family.