Hello, Mr. Brent

Harry frowned and was about to ask Emily about the details of the agreement between Franklin and her.

But he didn't expect that Franklin came over to look for Emily as she didn't go back after a long time.

"Emily, come here," Franklin demanded unhappily.

Emily was startled. When she saw Franklin coming, she quickly stood up and walked over to him.

"Why are you here?"

Franklin's eyes were cold. He reached out and pinched Emily's cheek, "What a silly question. You said you are going to the restroom, but why do you come to sit down to chat with Harry?"

"Ouch, don't pinch my cheek. It really hurts." Emily said angrily and patted his hands.

Franklin was really annoying and how could he have a skinship with her in front of someone else.

Harry walked over and explained with a smile, "Franklin, you misunderstand Miss Johnson. I asked her to talk with you. You're my friend, and you're going to marry Miss Johnson, so I don't think it is inappropriate to talk to Miss Johnson!"

"Is it appropriate? As the saying goes, a man should not covet his friend's wife, but you talk to my fiancée behind my back. What are your intentions?" Franklin said rudely.

Harry's face turned livid and blanched after he heard Franklin's words, and he did not know what he should say.

Franklin's attitude was so bad that even Emily could not stand it any longer. Therefore, Emily couldn't help defending Harry, "We're just chatting. Don't speak so harshly. It's not a big deal.”

"Emily, you must think about who you are before speaking.” Franklin glanced at her coldly.

Emily, ".."

Emily twitched her lips and closed her mouth. She shook her head at Harry to show that she could not help him.

Harry smiled bitterly. He quickly reached out and wanted to shake hands and make peace with Franklin, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, I'm wrong. I won't talk to your fiancée secretly behind your back in the future. Can we go back to dinner now? Mr. Martinez has waited for a long time. He must be impatient.”

“I'm not hungry. Tell Mr. Martinez that we're leaving first.” Franklin dragged Emily and left.

After getting in the car, Emily looked at Franklin's unhappy face and asked, "Are you unhappy? You don't have to. I didn't do anything else with him."

"So is there something else that you want to do with him?" Franklin snorted

Emily was speechless, "I just say that casually, and I don't mean that. I don't want to do anything with him. But you, why are you angry? You're full but I'm not. I'm still hungry.”

"Jason, call the servants at home to prepare dinner,” Franklin told Jason. Jason instantly called the butler.

Emily heard his words and asked, "Are we going to your home? I don't want to go there.”

Emily didn't want to see Mrs. Brent. Mr. Brent doesn't like her. She can sense it from her eyes. She didn't want to visit her."

"Not my mother's house, but my own house,” Franklin explained. He knew what she was worried about.

Emily was surprised, "Don't you live with your mother?”

Franklin snorted and laughed, “I'm not a child. Why should I live with my mother?"

"Because..."

Emily pursed her lips and couldn't think of a good reason. In her mind, a family should live together. If her mother recovered, she also wanted to live with her mother.

"What does Harry talk to you?" Franklin asked.

Emily said quickly, "Nothing important. He just said his sister Miss Carter would come back soon. She will return after two weeks." "Really? So quickly.” Franklin said calmly.

Emily frowned. She bit her lower lip and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you looking forward to it?"

"It's none of my business whether she comes back or not. Why should I look forward to it?" Franklin asked rhetorically.

Emily frowned. She thought something was strange after hearing Franklin's words.

"Isn't Miss Carter your childhood sweetheart? You refuse to date girls for years. Aren't you waiting for her to come back?"

"Who tells you the reason that I don't get married is that I am waiting for Ivy?" Franklin asked speechlessly.

Emily was also speechless. Did she mistake it?

But she remembered clearly. When she asked Harry if Miss Carter and Franklin were childhood sweethearts, Harry admitted it. Did Harry lie to her or just try to draw the truth out of her?

Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't tell him too much. Emily quickly comforted herself.

"Did Harry tell you that?" Franklin asked.

Emily nodded and sighed, "He told me that Miss Carter loves you. If you never meet me, you will be his brother-in-law when Miss Carter comes back."

"He's bragging,” Franklin snorted and sneered.

"Don't you like Miss Carter?" Emily asked.

Franklin's face darkened. He patted her head slightly and said, "If I like her, nothing will happen between us.”

"Then your childhood sweetheart..."

"Not her."

"Then who?" Emily was so curious.

Franklin pinched her cheek again and said, "Why do you have so many questions? Don't you say you are hungry? Shouldn't a hungry person get out of energy and lie down?"

"Don't always pinch my cheek.” Emily protested and rubbed her cheek which was hurt.

Franklin snorted and laughed, "It's because you are fat. Your cheeks are chubby. The feeling is divine."

Gritting her teeth, Emily scolded Franklin in her heart, "You're fat. All your family members are fat. I have a standard figure. Countless people in the company envy me.”

But... She pinched her waist. She had eaten a little too much these days. Did she really gain weight?

They arrived at Franklin's house soon, which was even more luxurious than The Brents' Residence. Sure enough, the world of the rich was beyond her imagination.

Sitting by the table, Emily found that the servants had prepared a sumptuous dinner for her. Emily only ate a little and put down the chopsticks.

Franklin raised his eyebrows, "Don’t you say you are hungry? Why do you eat more? You don't like the food?"

"They are tasty, but I just don't want to eat anymore,” Emily said. Franklin frowned.

Emily immediately added, "Don’t you say I am chubby? I have to go on a diet to lose weight.”

"You can't lose weight. You're pregnant. Pregnant women should eat more. Even if you are fat, I won't dislike you." Franklin was so angry that he scolded Emily.

What the hell was she thinking about? She was trying to lose weight while she was pregnant?

"But I don't want to be fat. I have to go back to work." Emily said. Franklin's face darkened and he said coldly and seriously, "Doesn't Jason show you the marriage agreement?”

"I have read it, so I want to talk to you about it today,” Emily said.

"Are you dissatisfied with anything about it?" Franklin frowned.

He remembered that the terms of the agreement were still very nice for her, and there should be nothing that dissatisfied her.

"Of course I am dissatisfied.” Emily's voice changed. She took out the agreement and said, "Look at the first clause, I am not allowed to go to work after marriage. The second clause is that I must be on call at all times and I am not allowed to reject any requests. And the third clause... This is completely unfair."