Chapter 81: I Ripped My Clothes off by Myself

As Emily felt someone was gazing at her coldly, she couldn't sleep anymore.



Emily moved her slender eyelashes. And as soon as she opened her eyes, Hunter's incomparably
handsome face appeared in sight.



She blinked and didn't come to her senses.



This man and his face had shown up in his dream all night. Could it be that she was still in the drearn?



She subconsciously reached out her hand to touch his cheek.



Surprisingly, before she could touch the bridge of his nose with her fingertips, someone grabbed her
hand. And after that, her hands were pressed to the side of her head.



"Young Master Hunter..."



"Did anyone allow you to sleep in my bed?” Hunter narrowed his eyes.





Whenever he squinted his eyes, the look in his eyes was always particularly dangerous, making people
dare not look directly at him.



But in just one night, he had become even colder than he had been at first!



The pair of eyes that looked so warming in her dream finally became cold in her sight.



Emily pursed her lips and gently pushed him, "You were sick last night, Young Master Hunter. And I just
wanted to take care of you.”



“Did you need to take care of me in the bed?” HUnter lowered his head and glanced over her body.



Emily was only shocked to realize that her body seemed to feel a little chilly.



Looking down, she saw that her clothes were extremely disheveled!



Her skirt was ripped open in several pieces. As it hung on her body loosely, it barely covered anything.





She panicked, reached up to her chest, and covered it. But she still couldn't cover much of it.



"No..."



“Are you trying to tell me that I ripped your clothes?” He raised his cold eyes.



Emily really wanted to pick up a pillow and smash it hard at his head. How come he could shift the
blame since he didn’t remember anything after getting drunk?



“No, I ripped it off by myself.” Emily didn’t bother to argue with him and struggled.



"Young Master Hunter, your bed is too dignified for me to sleep in. Let go and let me up, okay?”



"After you climbed into my bed, how come you intended to run away like that?” He straightened up his
face and furrowed his eyebrows tighter.



Emily was speechless and wondered what Hunter was doing this for.





If she stayed, he would say that she had climbed the bed to seduce him. If she left, he would say that
she was irresponsible. He was simply trying to drive her to a dead end.



"Young Master Hunter, I really had no ill will towards you. If you don't believe me, ask Peter and Liam.
You were sick last night and they were both here."



Liam, who had just happened to reach the door, immediately turned around and fled.



Emily just happened to catch his fleeing figure. Staring at the empty doorway, she was completely
dumbfounded.



She thought, “This b*stard. Why can't he just give me a testimony?”



“How could he just run away like this when I needed him most?”



“Do you need a man that badly?” Hunter's words sounded pretty harsh today.





Emily thought about it and still couldn't figure out why he was treating her this way.



Although he wasn't enthusiastic before, at least, he meant her no malice, right?



What was with all the malice today?



She still had one hand gripping her lapel. Since her skirt had been torn in such a way, she would go
bare at any moment if she didn't hold it tightly.



“Young Master Hunter, will you be reasonable? You got drunk like that last night and had a high fever...
”



“Do you expect me to believe that?" A high fever? In Hunter's opinion, he surely wouldn't have any
fever.



Emily was helpless, wondering why Hunter had denied everything after he had woken up.



"You... You did have a high fever! By the way, I also gave you an injection, right in the butt.. Mmm!"





She bit her lips tightly and was too frightened to grunt at his sudden approach.



She somewhat figured it out that it wasn't that he didn't believe her explanation, but, rather, he didn't
want to hear her explanation at all!



Since he didn't want to hear her out, everything she said would be wrong!



"I'm sorry, Young Master Hunter. You have nothing to lose anyway. So let me up first, okay?”



It was right to show her weakness when she couldn't reason with him. Anyway, he didn't want to bother
with her either.



As expected, Hunter did let go of her hand after a cold glance at her. Then he sat up from the bed.



He was wearing a loose robe. But as for how he had put the robe on, he wasn't impressive at all.





When he turned back, he saw the girl on the bed pulling her skirt together in a panic and tried to get off
the bed.



Several sections of the dress she was wearing had been ripped off, with each one being ripped off in a
large piece.



As she was wearing it now, it could only barely cover her. Anyway, multiple parts of her body were still
exposed.



Hunter thought, “She said that she had ripped it by herself. but if she had intended to seduce him, she
could have just taken it off?”

“Ripping off the dress? With her little arms and hands, did she have so much strength?”



Emily didn't know what he was thinking about. After having a hard time pulling on the torn dress, she
said, "Peter should be coming over later. I'm going back first.’



If she remembered it correctly, there was a room upstairs that was hers.





In her last life, Hunter had never shared a room with her. As for the one she had lived in alone, he had
prepared everything for her.



She turned around and was about to go out.



But Hunter straightened up his face, looking unhappy, "Are you planning to go out just like that?”



"Or what?" She was in a room on the first floor, where her clothes weren't available.



Since Hunter hated her so much right now, Emily didn't want to stay and be treated badly.



"Stop there!" Hunter sat on the edge of the bed. And when he opened his mouth, he was just like a
king.



He randomly dialed the bedside table's internal phone and said, "Send a set of clothes over to the
Young Lady."



After hanging up the phone, he stared at Emily again.





Emily subconsciously slightly bowed and bent over, trying to make herself less prominent as much as
possible.



Now, she only wanted to leave here quickly and didn’t want to say anything more.



This cold gaze of Hunter was really unpleasant.



He suddenly asked, "Do you and Vincent know each other?"



Emily was stunned and looked at him.



How come Hunter, who couldn't remember anything, can remember what had happened between her
and Vincent outside the

pavilion?



“As I said, I just felt that he was familiar. But I'm sure now that it was a case of mistaken identity.’





Hunter didn't say anything. And Emily didn't continue to explain.



Not long after, the maid brought the dress over.



Emily ducked into the bathroom and changed her clothes as quickly as possible. Then she hurried to
the door and opened it.



As soon as she walked out, a man's deep voice came from inside the room, "Emily Gale, you are
indeed a little smart.”



She took a step and looked back at him.



Hunter pursed his lips and gazed at him with his cold eyes, "If I find out that you used these little tricks
on Vincent, I will peel

your skin off.”



“Bang!” Emily threw the door shut with force and quickly walked upstairs.





Emily thought, “Does he think that he is amazing? How come he still thinks I am a wisecracking and
badass woman up till now?”



“If that was the case, why had he helped me deal with Amy Winston behind my back?”



“This man is arrogant, proud, and unreasonable!”



“On what basis did he decide that I had ulterior motives for being close to the Old Lady and Vincent
Jackson?”



“How come I, who obviously helped him out, end up being a bad woman who climbed into his bed and
seduced him?”



Emily thought that she was so sick of Hunter!



“Eldest Young Master... "After Emily left, Liam and Peter walked in.





Peter put the medicine box on the table, took out the thermometer, and looked at him: "Eldest Young
Master, I'll take your body temperature.”



Hunter's face was expressionless, But he looked like he was going to resist.



Peter explained, "Last night you burned up to over forty degrees. Although you look normal now, you'd
better let me take your

body temperature.’



In the meantime, Hunter twisted his eyebrows slightly and thought, “Did I really have a high fever last
night?”



Liam knew what Hunter was thinking about. He had heard some of the conversations just now. But he
dared not come in to

testify.



That was because he wasn't quite brave.





But as a man, he felt that he shouldn't let a little girl face all this alone.



Finally, Liam plucked up his courage as he said, "Well, the Young Lady had been taking care of you last
night. And the clothes

she was wearing were torn by you, Eldest Young Master.”


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