Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 137

Emily's heart was deserted, never knowing that waiting was such a painful torment.

Although the other party was very close to him, he could be far away in a word.

Without a father, without a mother, if he would lose him, Emily didn't know what else he could have left.

Maybe he would really go crazy! Their ultimate goal was to drive her crazy, wasn't it?

"Franklin, you have to think about it. Even her parents say that. Are you still willing to believe her?

Choosing her would make you an enemy of the entire The Brents." Mrs. Brent warned coldly.

Franklin looked at Emily with deep eyes, and the time passed minute by minute. It was not a few

minutes, but it was as long as a century.

Emily smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, you don't have to say anything. I know."

Sure enough, he did not resist the pressure of the family and decided to give up on her.

His heart ached as if he had been stabbed in a big hole. Blood kept flowing out, filling the whole heart

in an instant.

"What do you know?" Franklin finally opened his mouth and asked slowly.

Emily said bitterly, "I know your answer!"

"What do you know? You're so stupid. Can you guess what I'm thinking?" Franklin said.

Emily: ..."

Franklin waved at her, and Emily walked towards him involuntarily.

When she reached him, Franklin grabbed her and kissed her on the lips in front of so many people. He

said in a low voice, "You just have to remember that no matter how hard you walk towards me, I'll wait

for you here. You won't know anything else, and you don't need to know. You're so stupid, just

remember one."

Emily's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise, "What do you mean, what do you mean.."

"Stupid. I don't even know what I mean." Franklin knocked him on the head.

The rest of the Brents stirred up and whispered.

Mrs. Brent's face turned green with anger, and he yelled at Franklin, "Franklin, what do you mean? Are

you going to be the enemy of the entire The Brents?"

Franklin held Emily's hand and looked at her coldly, "I never thought of being an enemy of the Brents.

My surname is Brent, and I took over the Brents from the old man. It is my responsibility to do so. I

have worked hard all these years and will carry it forward. I have nothing to say to you if you insist on

going against me. Emily is the man I married. It's my business whether or not I want to continue living

with her. If anyone is going to stand against me on this pretext, I, Franklin, am willing to go all the way.

In the end, we'll see who wins and who loses."

"Are you going to disregard the Brents' blood and let this mentally ill woman give you a baby?" Mrs.

Brent lamented.

Franklin snorted coldly, "I know if she has any mental illness. You know, everyone here knows it very

well. That's my attitude. If you have to be hostile to me, you might as well stand up. Now let me see

how much I've been targeted."

"Hehe, I suddenly remembered that there is one more thing that I have to go first." Aaron stood up and

said.

Mrs. Wright also stood up and said, "I have something to talk to you next time."

At the beginning, the others followed suit. Soon after, the room was filled with people and they were

almost gone.

Anthony blushed with embarrassment and said, "Why did you all leave? Didn't we agree... Why did you

all leave?"

"Who did you say that to, Anthony? I really didn't expect you to be so despicable. You're too

distraught."

Mrs. Brent said coldly, "Emily, you're the one who's going crazy! Do you know how much trouble you've

caused Franklin? Do you really love him? I think you did it on purpose to make him lonely because of

you."

"Mrs. Brent, you're the one who hurt him! How can a mother force her son like this? If you truly love

him, you wouldn't have gathered so many people to force her, knowing what he wants, but you had to

let him lose it," said Emily.

Franklin curled his lips and pinched the palm of her hand, "You've learned how to talk smart now, too."

"I haven't learned it from you yet," Emily whispered proudly.

Mrs. Brent's face turned red when Emily said it, and he was shaking with anger. But when Franklin

turned to Emily, there was nothing she could do.

No matter how many methods she used to prove that there was a problem with Emily, no matter how Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

many people judged that there was a problem with Emily, as long as Franklin did not admit it, it was all

in vain.

"Franklin, I hope you won't regret it." Mrs. Brent said coldly and turned to leave.

Franklin and Emily were the only people left in the big hall, along with Abigail and Anthony.

Franklin said to Emily, "Talk here or somewhere else?"

"Somewhere else! This is The Brents' Residence, after all," said Emily.

Franklin nodded.

Emily walked up to Abigail and said, "Let's talk!"

Abigail looked down guiltily, not daring to look her in the eye.

Anthony said angrily, "What are you talking about? Even talking about it won't change the fact."

I don't want to talk to you at all. I won't care what you say about me, because I don't care about you at

all."

"You... I'm your father," Anthony roared.

Emily said sarcastically, "That's unfortunate. This is the biggest stain in my life."

"Abigail, don't you care about your good daughter?" Anthony couldn't beat Emily, so he had to get

angry at Abigail.

Abigail said timidly, "Emily, stop arguing with him. I'll talk to you. Where are we going? I'll go with you

right away."

Emily frowned. The last time her mother asked her to look for Anthony and speak for Anthony, she felt

that her mother was afraid of Anthony. It was as if something was in Anthony's hands, so he had to give

in to him.

This time, the feeling became even more obvious.

"Let's go!" Emily said coldly, walking ahead with Franklin.

Abigail followed, got into Franklin's car and went to a coffee shop.

But Franklin was waiting in the car and asked Emily to go down and talk to Abigail himself. After all,

they are mother and daughter, so it is better not to have a third person present.

Emily was very grateful to Franklin for his thoughtfulness. She even blushed and kissed him on the

cheek before getting out of the car.

After arriving at the coffee shop, Abigail gathered her hair and sat down awkwardly, "I didn't expect him

to be so nice to you and you love him so much."

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to testify that I was mentally ill." Emily smiled bitterly.

Abigail's eyes turned red and he choked, "Emily, I'm sorry, it's mom who's sorry for you. Can you

forgive mom? Mom has no choice but to do so."