Chapter 53 An Old Dream at Midnight

"Haha..."

Still, there was a slight bitterness in Emily's heart. Even if it was true, it still left a shadow in Charles's
heart. She didn't want to make him worried, and it also meant that Charles was afraid that she would
take actions. Sure enough, an indelible impression had been left on him because of that incident.

It was rare for him to see Emily so entangled in one matter. But it also meant that she cared about
Charles so much that Zoey could not be imagined.

Zoey felt so happy to see that Emily had Charles. Because she cared about him, she would be
restrained in many things. Even if she was sometimes paranoid, she would have somewhere to stay,
and she would not be as lonely as she was before.

When Brian finally found this place, he found that Emily was already drunk. In fact, Emily seldom got
drunk. As a matter of fact, Zoey hadn't seen Emily drunk but Brian had seen this twice.

Just when Zoey was about to take Emily to the room, he was stared at by a pair of cold eyes.

"What are you doing? Let her go!" If it weren't Zoey, he would have been frightened by the man
standing opposite to him. However, when Zoey looked at him calmly, there was no expression on his
face. He seemed to know well about Brian.

"Are you here for Emily?"

Emily? Eyes narrowed, Brian felt that there was a hint of tenderness in his voice which was rare to see
from this man.

At the first sight of Zoey, Brian could be sure that this man in front of him was a heartless person, but
Brian was also sure that if someone broke the heartless, this person would also become a faithful
person.



But now it seemed that Emily was the woman who broke the ice. Men's intuition was better than
women's, especially when their wives were loved by other men.

"Give her to me. Why did she drink so much?" After that, Brian went to pick up Emily.

Zoey put Emily into the arms of Brian. Suddenly, Zoey felt a little cold because of the warmth he had
lost all of a sudden. But he didn't want the warmth so much, not because he couldn't but because he
didn't want to insist on it. On the contrary, he just wanted to stay away from the warmth. His relationship
with Emily had been clearly defined many years ago.

"She is worried about Charles. She drank too much wine. I can't stop her." This was an answer to
Brian's question.

"Well, thank you very much."

"You don't have to do that. I'm supposed to guard her." Still, Zoey only gave him an answer.

'What is he talking about?' Brian confused with a raised eyebrow and smiled.

"What's wrong with Mommy?" As soon as Charles saw Brian coming in carrying Emily in his arms, he
walked quickly towards him, fearing that there would be something wrong with Emily.

"She is fine. She is just drunk!"

Hearing that, Charles was relieved. There was a strong smell of alcohol when he walked closely. Emily
was not fond of drinking. Or did he make his mommy worry about him? Then Charles bright eyes
turned a little dimmer.

"Don't think too much. It's not your fault. Your mother loves you so much, so she won't blame you. Go
to take a shower and go to bed. I'll take care of everything here."



Charles could do nothing to help, so he nodded and went back to his room. He was not as energetic as
usual. Brian shook his head and looked at Emily in his arms, hoping that she would wake up early to
make all the things clear. He couldn't bear the pressure at home. This house had been cold before, but
he was used to the romp. He was not used to it when it was in its usual state.

Brian tried his best to put on the clothes for Emily. It only took him a few minutes to be able to do that,
as if it had been a few centuries. Looking at the fine figure of Emily, he had to admit that her tiny figure
was absolutely attractive.

A slight beauty came out of her fine face, plus the cunning look in her eyes, which made her more
attractive. With the eyes closed, she became more gentle, while the hand of Brian gently stroked her
cheek.

"What should I do to open your heart to me and grasp you?"

The action of Brian was slow, and he did not forget the way Zoey looked at Emily. The attachment was
engraved on that man's heart, which drove Brian mad with jealousy. The heat in his body seemed to be
burning him. He had no choice but to take a cold shower to get rid of that impulsion.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Charles standing beside him in pajamas. "What's
wrong?"

"I can't fall asleep by myself."

Charles stared at Brian with his crystal like eyes. Brian was defeated within five seconds. The person
who could hold on for more than ten seconds was quite powerful. But Brian knew that his son was still
worried. "Come here and sleep with me."

Excitedly, Charles climbed into the bed and lay on the side of Emily. Being afraid that Emily might be
uncomfortable, Brian planned to sleep here tonight. He wanted to sleep on the side of Emily, but Emily



suddenly snorted in a low voice, and he heard a whisper from Emily.

"Brother..." Her voice was low and soft. No one would be able to hear her so quickly. Brian didn't think it
was his illusion. Tristan and his wife should only have one daughter. Was he her cousin? But which one
of the Xia clan was so important in her heart that she even cared about him in her sleep.

Before Brian could guess an answer, Emily spoke in her sleep again.

"Ron, you bastard... Bastard. " The voice faded away.

Brian didn't understand what she meant. Later, she began to speak again after breathing steadily.

"Brother... Ron... " The impatience in her tone disappeared and it was not so weak as it sounded just
now, but rather fragile and pitiful, making people feel sorry for her. Brian took a look at Charles, and
Charles shook his head, indicating that he did not know who Emily was talking about.

"Brother, it's so cold..."

Emily's body contracted more closely. Without further thought, Brian lay down beside Emily and held
her in his arms. Charles also climbed into the arms of Emily and hugged her too. His small hand
touched Brian's big hand.

The father and son smiled and didn't say any words. No matter what happened, they were always by
her side, giving her endless warmth. Emily seemed to feel the warmth around her. Her body slowly
stretched out, and the strained face slowly relaxed, revealing a smile.

The next morning, when Emily woke up and saw the two faces which were very close to her, she was
in a trance. When she saw the big hands and small hands that were holding her body, he was a little
stunned. It was normal that Charles held her in his arms on her bed, but who explained why Brian was
here, and who changed her clothes?



"Are you awake?" After a yawn, Brian asked lazily. His languid and wanton look was really eye-
catching. It was a real evil. But now Emily had no time to appreciate the face of this evil, "Who changed
my clothes?"

"Of course I'm your husband. Or do you think there's someone else who will help you change your
clothes?"

The words Brian said with a bright smile didn't sound right. But what exactly was wrong? Before Emily
could figure out what was wrong, Charles woke up.

"Mommy..." His voice was so soft and tempting. Charles rubbed his eyes which were still sleeping and
the way he looked at Emily made her gentle. "Go on sleeping if you don't wake up."

Emily woke up very early today, but it wasn't time for Charles to get up.

"Yes..." Charles was completely awake now and stared intently at Emily. Five seconds, ten seconds...
Being stared at by Charles for such a long time, Emily couldn't stand it anymore.

No one knew better than Emily that how powerful Charles's eyes were. When she was about to say
something, Charles pounced on his mother and said, "Mommy, I was wrong."

At the full speed of the rush, if there was not Brian who helped Emily, Emily would have been thrown
directly down to the bed. "It's all my fault. Mom, you did nothing wrong. Mr. Brian is innocent. Please
don't lower yourself to the same level as him and don't get angry with me. Please... "

Charles cried with tears and a runny nose. Before Emily could open her mouth, Brian embraced her
tightly and said, "Hmm, Charles was right. It was my fault. I shouldn't have said that. Please don't mind.
I accept the punishment."

"Mommy..."



"Emily..."

Emily didn't know what was going on. She was so surprised that the two similar faces have the almost
same expression.

Their bodies were locked in one after another so that they couldn't move. But for their behavior, Emily
felt warm. After all, their reaction showed that they cared about her, so Emily thought over it.

"I also made a mistake. I was too impetuous about your matters and didn't consider your feelings.
Charles, I am not a qualified mother..."

Upon hearing what she said, Charles was touched. "Who told you you that you are not a good mother?
Tell me. I'll fight with him to let him regret having such a mouth."

Hearing that, Emily was a little embarrassed. She wondered if this child was really geting bad with her
and became so violent.

"Mommy, I don't care what other people think of you, and I don't care what you think of me. But in my
heart, you are the most grateful thing for me in my life. Do you know there are so many people who
can't find a mother like you? It's my luck to have a mother like you."

Charles crackled with a string of words. There was no bottom line for him to joke with Emily every day,
but he was sure that if anyone dared to say something bad about Emily, he would be the first one to
pounce on. If anyone dared to say anything bad about his mother, he would surely be the first one to
jump on and teach them a lesson.

Listening to his hurried confession of love, Emily smiled. Indeed, Charles was the same as Zoey's
expectations. Looking at the noisy Charles, she realized that she had thought too much.


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