My Most Precious Wife

Chapter 23

Emily just came out of the bathroom and was startled by the man sitting at the chair.

Just a second ago she was just figuring out how to avoid this man and now he appeared right before

her. She was scared senseless.

"Master Jackson." She thought and decided to be direct, "I'm fine now, I would like to go home."

She was feeling much better after the injection, the medicine, and sleeping for half a day. Other than

feeling a little sore on the forehead, there was no other discomfort.

"You're sure you want to go back to the Gale residence?" Surely, she can imagine what Manson may

do to her after Manson was embarrassed there.

Emily hesitated but then nodded.

Although Manson was a dangerous person, to Emily, Hunter was even more dangerous.

Furthermore, the danger that Hunter presents, although it's not fatal, can be unbearably painful.

For her own survival, this life she needs to be as far away from him as possible.

"What's the reason that you are willing to risk dealing with Manson and his men than to be with me?"

He suddenly stands up.

Once Hunter stood up, those who face him will have a feeling of being suppressed. Even when Emily

was standing a distance away, she still felt the pressure.

"Master Jackson, let's talk..." She stepped a few steps backward.

He continued to walk towards her, Emily's heartbeat started to race and pound. She hates herself for

being weak, each time he approaches she will have difficulty breathing and cannot relax. But she can't

help herself.

Hunter walked in front of her and Emily wanted to back away but he pulled her towards him.

"You..." She was pulled to the table and just when she wanted to stand straight, she found Hunter right

in front of her. If she was to stand up straight, her body will press against him.

To avoid touching him, Emily can only move backward but at such a posture, she was being forced

onto the table. The feeling was indescribable!

But the man before her has a chilly gaze. "Your room has a pot of red fungi."

Emily's breathing quickens and her fingers were becoming numb in excitement.

Master Jackson's power of observation was unrivaled! He went to her room once and noticed it.

The Jackson Group has a world-renown chain of clinics and Hunter was very well versed with

medicine. During her previous life, she spent a lot of effort studying medicine in order to please Hunter.

She didn't expect that she was rather good and has the potential for this field of study.

Her room does have a bonsai red fungi but it is bright in color and is very suitable to be cultivated as a

bonsai. But regular people wouldn't know that the leaves are poisonous. When in direct contact, the

skin will redden and break out in rashes like allergies.

"You poisoned yourself not only to frame Wendy, but your real motive was to delay the engagement?"

Hunter suddenly leaned over and in Emily's panic, she loses her balance and lay down on the table.

Both of her hands pressed against his chest and objected, "How could that be? Master Jackson was

every woman's dream in Bentson City. Why wouldn't I want to be engaged to you? I can't wait to get

married with you!"

"Then you better give me a good reason why you don't want to be engaged to me?" He squinted his

eyes.

"I said, how could that be..."

"Emily, do you think that you can fool me with your tricks?" He stared at her with a gaze that's laden

with danger.

Emily bit down on her lips for a moment and nodded her head, "Yes, I don't want to be engaged to

you."

She thought that he would ask for the reason but she didn't expect him to say, "You have no say in

this."

Emily knew! She almost couldn't resist and rolled her eyes, "Then why did you ask me?"

Hunter looked at her, "What are you thinking?"

There wasn't a trace of the past infatuations for him. He could see in her eyes how distant she was and

the desire to escape. What was this girl thinking? He has seen countless people but he simply can't

figure her out.

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rejection was instinctive, it was not an act. She rejected such a simple advance!

Hunter's manly pride has been pricked. Emily didn't dare to look directly at him. His breath was warm

and yet cold, letting her feel full of contradictions.

"I don't want anything. I just want freedom."

"Do you think that you'll get your freedom by escaping?" She was too innocent.

"My men will look for you to the ends of the earth. Your father's men will also look for you to protect the

Gale family. Where can you hide?"

"Master Jackson, since you don't like me, why don't you cancel the marriage?"

"What do you think?" If he hadn't seen the closeness between her and his grandmother, he may

consider it. But now he has seen it, how can he let her leave?

My grandmother needs her.

"What do you intend to do?" Emily's hands are still on his chest.

"Master Jackson, you clearly don't like me. Why go through this?"

"Did I say that I don't like you?"

"You..."

"At least I don't mind your body." Perhaps he just wanted to spend some time on her body?

In actual fact, he can't figure out why he felt restless and had to go to the Gale Residence for a look?

Was that a coincidence or what. He didn't know and didn't want to think too much into it.

He originally hated this girl because she was a delinquent. But now she is different from what everyone

says. Which is her true self?

The girl before him, being pressed down by his body, the worried look looks like a startled kitten.

Hunter's gaze fell on her collar. The Jackson Residence didn't have her clothes and she was wearing

his shirt. The shirt collar has two buttons. Just now one of the buttons came off during the struggle.

Now her neck was fully exposed, right before his gaze.

There were still some rashes on her face but those on her body had all but subsided. Now, her neck,

collar bone, and chest still had some traces of those bites that he left. The wild and passionate love in

the car came flashing before his eyes. Hunter's eyes darkened and his lust is coming over him.

Emily quickly sensed that something was happening as he stared at her. What does he want?

Why is his gaze so frightening? He looks like he's going to devour her at any moment.

Though this position was rather enticing, it also made her start to tremble out of fear, her legs became

wobbly, "Master Jackson, you..."

"You tremble under a man's body, are you inviting me?"

Hunter's voice was low, mysterious, and sexy as hell! She was in a daze!

This man was literally a walking aphrodisiac! His one touch will make you faint!

Emily closed her eyes and didn't want to look at him any further so that she can maintain her

composure.

"I'm not, Master Jackson, please get off me."

Not only did he not back off, but he also pressed himself against her even more, "Who asked you to sit

on me, begging for it?"