Chapter 755 - Immunity (2)

Emily had a dream rarely. In the dream, Harold called her "Miss Emily" in the big fire. Emily kept reaching out to him. "I'm here, Harold! Harold!"

When she woke up, she was sweating profusely, not knowing if it was because of the heat or scare. She stayed in bed for a long time without coming back to her senses.

Occasionally, she would dream of Maury and Donna. In her dreams, they were always happy and harmonious. Every time she dreamed of Harold, it was always the big fire that could not be crossed. That car accident trapped Harold and also trapped her.

"So early?" Vincent walked over and touched her head, his hand drenched in sweat. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Emily rubbed his palm with her eyes closed. "Mr. Vincent, take me out. I feel a little stuffy."

"Alright."

The morning in Happisland City was no different from the other cities. There was the smell of buns and deep-fried dough sticks in the alley. Women went out to buy groceries together. It was noisy and lively. The merchants who opened the business street early were still yawning. Young men were diligently cleaning with a broom...

Emily looked at the noisy situation outside and her mood slowly calmed down. "Mr. Vincent, I want to eat steamed buns."

"Alright."

Emily heard the sound of the door opening, and then Vincent walked out.

She was stunned for a moment before she realized that there was no one in the passenger seat today, and Rex was not there.

She went to open the car door and the driver shouted, "Mrs. Britt, please wait in the car."

Emily looked over the window again. Vincent was really eye-catching. He was very tall and wore a custom-made black suit. When he stood there, he had a noble and cold temperament. His face was indifferent and handsome. His eyebrows were black and strong. His nose was prominent, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. The lines of the lower jaw were smooth and beautiful. The buttons were buttoned up to the collar, and the collar was stiff, which looks sexy.

Just like that, he slowly walked to the bun shop and said to the seller in a low and magnetic voice, "Give me a portion of each bun."

The seller in the entire bun shop, including all the people passing by the door, stopped and looked at him. Their eyes were full of amazement and curiosity. A woman even did not hide their love for him and plucked up the courage to talk to him. "Where do you live? Why are you here to buy breakfast?"

Vincent turned his head and glanced at her. His eyes were extremely cold. The woman who asked the question suddenly stopped and muttered resentfully, "Why are your eyes so fierce?"

"Humph, why are your eyes so fierce? What's so great about being handsome?" Emily held the steamed bun in her hands and imitated the woman as she ate.

Vincent held her head with his palm and smiled. "You heard it from such a distance?"

"I can't hear it. I guessed it." Emily took a sip of soy milk. "Many women look at you, Mr. Vincent. You have to wear a mask when you go out. Otherwise, I won't be at ease."

"You won't be at ease?" Vincent laughed.

"Yes, there are many girls who are prettier than me outside. If you suddenly see another one who is prettier than me and suddenly be tempted..."

"No, I won't." Vincent wiped the crumbs off her lips with his thumb. "You're the only one I like in my life."

Emily threw the bun in her hand to the side and pounced into his arms.

Vincent hugged her thin back and said in a low and pleasant voice, "What's wrong?"

"I like you so much." Emily buried himself in his shirt, her voice buzzing, "I can't bear to leave."

"Then I won't go." Vincent lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.

"No! Send me to school." Emily suddenly bounced up, full of fighting spirit.

"Are you sure?" Vincent played with her hand.

Emily put his hand to the side. "Mr. Vincent, please behave yourself."

Vincent was speechless.

When Emily was about to reach the school gate, she put on her mask and kissed Vincent through the mask. Then, she opened the car door and walked out. After taking a few steps, she noticed that someone was looking at her. She looked up and saw a girl wearing a school uniform smiling at her.

Emily nodded politely at her and then entered the school.

Probably because it was the worst class, when the other classes were quietly previewing or reviewing, there was only the bustling noise in their class.

Emily lowered her head and walked in. After sitting down, she looked up at the blackboard. The next lesson was English. She took out the English book and reviewed it. Her mind recalled Rex and Vincent's American pronunciation and London accent. She cleared her throat and silently read it a few times. Although she did not quite understand it, she could read it a little more smoothly according to the sense of language. She checked the words one by one and made the remarks.

Her deskmate was writing something in his notebook. Emily glanced at it and quickly covered his notebook as if he was guarding against thieves.

Emily was speechless.

"I heard that we'll have a new teacher." Someone knocked her back. She leaned back, and the female student behind him whispered.

"A new teacher?" Emily couldn't help but think of the scene of Vincent holding the physics book in his hand. She shook her head. "That was impossible," she thought.

"Yes, a beautiful teacher. I heard that she is very beautiful and boys are attracted by her." The female classmate said in surprise, "She has a very good figure. I heard that even girls like her."

Emily nodded noncommittally.

In terms of beauty, she had never seen a woman more beautiful than Christy.

"Have you written the English test paper?" The female at the back table asked.

"What?" Emily was confused.

"This." The female classmate took a book and handed it to her.. "Class is about to start. You didn't write it, did you?"