A Wedding That's Too Complicated

A Wedding That's Too Complicated
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All work that would take two or three days to be processed has been completed, and the earliest airfare on that day is booked immediately.


When we arrived at Sunning Airport, the sky was a bit bright


Check in to the hotel where Emily Aitken works, does the laundry, straight to Aitken's house.


The car is parked around the corner. He couldn't bear to wake her up this early, so he sat inside


the car and look at the window on the second floor.


Buzz!


There was a sound of shaking from the phone on the side. George Smith did not even look at it, shifted his fingertips, then said, "Hello?"


"Mr Smith! You have returned home?! Didn't you say that you have to deal with it for two or three days?" Ms Voice. A somewhat confused Crawford came out of the phone.


"There is an urgent problem" said George Smith lightly.


Ms. Crawford choked.a very long time. Drowsy, Emily Aitken seemed to feel something, slowly opening her eyes, struggling to sit up, she thought of sleeping late last night..


Sleepy eyes fumbled from the bed, stood in front of the balcony, opened the curtains, and let the morning sun shine through the glass window to relieve drowsiness...


He seemed to have caught a glimpse of a reflective object, though,


and see it unconsciously. His eyes widened for a moment, staring blankly at the familiar Maybach.


The cigarette butt is sandwiched between the fingertips with different joints, and the white puff of smoke slowly dissipates in the air...


When she repeatedly decided that it was not her own hallucination, Emily Aitken quickly washed and changed clothes, got out quickly, ran to the side of the car, slightly panting..


"You, when did you arrive?" Emily Aitken took a gentle breath and asked gently. His eyes were full of surprise.


"Just arrived, stopped by, and I'll see you." George Smith looked at him and said lightly.


Emily Aitken did not refuse, turned and sat down at the Co-Pilot, George Smith moved the corner of her mouth, turned on the vehicle, and left. Along the way, the two were silent, and neither of them mentioned the phone call last night.


The car stopped at the hotel entrance. After Emily Aitken said her thanks gently, she got out of the car and walked to the hotel quickly..


"Md. Aitken! Early." early." Joshua Clark greeted him as he passed by.


"Morning" Emily Aitken's mouth moved slightly and nodded in response.


After a few minutes, George Smith got out of the car, handed the keys to the doorman, and walked quickly in with his hands in his pockets. There was no dialogue between the two of them, their eyes narrowed, and the corners of their mouths silently hooked.


And all this was seen by Joshua Clark standing at the door. His brows frowned, and his heart was filled with doubt. He knew the man, George Smith, CEO of CNB.Why did Emily Aitken get out of her car?


The relationship between the two does not seem simple..


She falls in love with Emily Aitken at first sight. He had always thought that he could get close to the ice-cold woman, but he had not found the right opportunity. Finally, due to the last incident, the two of them experienced a crossroads, but they simply nodded..


Now seeing him get off another man's car in the morning, Joshua Clark suddenly felt uncomfortable.


"Miss Aitken! I'm seeing you get off George Smith's car right now, what's your relationship?" Joshua Clark finally found an opportunity, pulling Emily Aitken from a corner to ask in a low voice.


Hearing that, he looked at her, and looked at her for a while, his expression slightly stifled, and his tone clearly started to become a little rusty: "This seems to be my personal matter, it has nothing to do with you. "


"Yes, it doesn't matter, I just asked." Joshua Clark choked and hesitated, his eyes slightly floating.


After all, he still did not dare to express his thoughts.


"Joshua Clark, curiosity killed the cat,


work hard." Emily Aitken's tone was rather slow, though,


pat her on the shoulder, then turn around and leave.


Joshua Clark stood there and lowered his head, his countenance different.


"Miss Aitken, a guest in room 1688 came to you, saying that the TV was broken."


As soon as Emily Aitken walked to the front desk, someone called her.


"Okay, I see, thank you."


He did not react at first, and after a pause, he did not react,


he returned to his senses. Isn't this the room where he met George Smith for the first time!


After thanking him, he got on the elevator and came to the door of room 1688.


Case, case, case!


Raise your hand and tap.


Click!


The door opened when I heard that voice.


George Smith stood upright in the doorway, looking at him with a smile.


Brakk!


Closing the door, George Smith pushed him behind the door and approached. Her nose was full of her scent, and her low voice sounded erotic: "Didn't you say you miss me ?! Are you ready?"


"Yes." Yeah." Emily Aitken blushed and lowered her head, showing the white of her neck.


The lured man cannot help but come closer,


then get closer. Suck it gently.


The familiar feeling that flowed through the body like an electric current reappeared.


But he had other plans in his heart. Forcibly enduring the shame in his heart, he took the initiative to greet her, and embraced George Smith with both hands. Upon seeing this, he raised his eyebrows and gently rubbed his lips against the skin between his neck.


"Continue!"


A raucous voice came from my ears with the patience of the stinging Breath hit her ears, and Emily Aitken's body trembled uncontrollably. His lips moved slowly, and finally locked somewhere, and the two slowly fell into it.


Emily Aitken only felt a tight waist, and the world swirled. In an instant, he fell back and lay in bed, and George Smith was bluffing himself.


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