Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 59 - 59: 59: Falling ill 2

With a slightly delayed realization, she got up and quickly followed him, but as she reached the door, Baron Stuart returned, his displeasure clearly evident on his face.

Upon entering the room, he didn’t look at Emily, but went straight back to the bed!

Looking at the man who had just entered the room, and then at the spot where he had joined her, she felt a surge of anxiety inside.

“Hey, where have you thrown my clothes?” Emily asked, a bit annoyed. Without clothes, she couldn’t leave.

But what was going on with this man, what was it about her clothes that upset him?

“…”There was no response from the man on the bed.

“Hey, my clothes!”

Seeing that he was unresponsive, Emily got angry. She quickly dashed to the window and continued to shout, “What the hell is going on! Without those clothes, I can’t leave this-

“Could you please keep it down!”

Before Emily finished her sentence, she saw the man in the bed suddenly sit up. His gaze was filled with anger, and she was obviously startled, abruptly falling silent, standing there and staring at him.

Seeing that she had finally quieted down, Baron Stuart lay back down.

He was feeling terrible right now and whenever he felt this way, his mood worsened.

“But, without clothes… I… Ah…” Seeing the raised quilt, Emily whispered, because she needed to know where her clothes were so she could leave.

But before she finished her sentence, she felt a hand swiftly grab her arm, pulled her onto the bed, and dragged her right under the quilt!

“What are you doing!” When she came to, Emily tried to struggle and get up.

But the unknown man pinned her small body tight with his arms and showed no intention of letting her go. His thin lips parted slightly, his eyes remained closed, and his voice sounded weak, “I’m so tired, can’t you just lie quietly?”

Even though he had no intention of dealing with this woman, her constant chatter forced him to intervene.

Feeling a strange breath rushing towards her, with a faint smell of shower gel, and especially the warmth radiating from his cheeks, Emily’s heart throbbed wildly.

Since Baron Stuart had no intention of letting go, she didn’t struggle either, just lying there on his chest, neither talking nor daring to close her eyes, as if she was afraid that something would happen as soon as she closed her eyes.

Of course, mainly because she was so nervous, she couldn’t close her eyes!

The night deepened, and gradually, Emily started feeling the man’s steady breathing. Slowly, she too fell asleep.

After a night of rain, the next morning was bright and sunny. Despite the sweltering summer weather, Emily felt increasingly comfortable in bed, without a hint of the lingering heat.

She even felt a bit sleepy, aware that she was awake but not willing to open her eyes.

Um… what a soft bed… let her sleep a little longer!

Wait a minute! A strong sense of alertness came over her, and Emily woke up immediately and looked around, taking in the luxury of the room.

God, what was the time?

She looked at the time and it was already 9:30 in the morning!

God, how could she sleep until so late?

In a hurry, Emily got up from the bed, headed to the bathroom, and finished washing up in ten minutes..