Hello, Mr. Brent

Chapter 246

Emily finally made a move. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly and she turned to his side.

She stared at Franklin for a long time before she raised her weak arm and patted Franklin on the face.

But she made it a gentle way so it was not so much a slap as a touch.

But Franklin widened his eyes and looked at her in disbelief as if he could not believe that she would

slap him on the face.

Emily opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "It's all on you. If it weren't for you, Bryce wouldn't

have disappeared, nor would he have been missing."

After saying these words, Emily gasped and took several deep breaths. Her eyes turned red and tears

fell uncontrollably.

Franklin didn't hurt when she slapped him, but what she said made him hurt so much.

Yes, if he hadn't had such a passionate love with her, she would probably have known about Bryce's

disappearance earlier and found the child earlier.

But whose fault was it? Was it really his fault?

If she had told him from the beginning that Bryce was his son, he would have happily brought the child

back and loved him deeply. If she hadn't run away from him then, he would have saved her no matter

what when he woke up. If she had come back earlier, it wouldn't have happened so much.

But there were no ifs.

Franklin sighed and couldn't help but feel heartbroken for her red eyes and rolling tears.

He reached out and gently wiped the tears off her face. He approached her and coaxed her softly,

"Okay, it's my fault. But don't worry, I will definitely find the child back. Don't be sad, you almost break

my heart."

Emily's heart ached. He actually said something she felt sorry for.

But did he really feel sad?

Emily thought of his imprisonment for her, of his punishment for Ivy, of him even getting married to

Avery soon...

No, he wasn't sad.

"Franklin, if you really have a little regret, let me go. No matter where he is, I will go to find Bryce. I

must find him." Emily cried.

However, Franklin hugged her even tighter and said, "I won't let you go. I'll find him. But don't you ever

want to leave me again, Emily. You abandoned me once four years ago. Do you think I'll let that

happen again?"

"I didn't abandon you. I didn't abandon you four years ago. I had no other choices. I had my reasons."

Seeing that he didn't still let go of what happened four years ago, Emily couldn't help but roar in

grievance.

After shouting, she felt that all her strength had been used up. Emily could not help but fall asleep in a

daze.

In fact, the nutrition injection that the doctor gave her contained methaqualone. In her current state, it

was best for her to sleep.

But Emily didn't sleep well after she fell asleep, and she always had nightmares. Sometimes, she

dreamt that Bryce was shouting for his mother desperately. Or, she dreamed that Bryce was kidnapped

and killed by bad people.

She almost woke up in a nightmare and suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, "No."

Franklin immediately turned around and cuddled her, gently comforting her, "Don't be afraid. Don't be

afraid. I'm here. Everything'll be fine."

"Boohoo, Franklin, I dreamt that Bryce was dead." Emily burst into tears and leaned into Franklin's

arms, crying out loud.

Franklin frowned and felt as if his heart had been pounded by something. It was so painful.

Although he had never seen that child, he had seen his photos. He was able to picture the child and

knew that the child was his son. The biological relationship between father and son existed, which

made him heartbroken and unable to breathe when he thought that his son, who had never been

recognized by his father, had been hurt.

But now was not the time for heartache. He had to comfort the woman in his arms.

Emily cried again and fell asleep again in a daze.

When she woke up again, she saw a man sitting by the bed. Her eyes were also red and swollen from

crying, that is Joyce.

"Joyce, why are you here?" Emily asked weakly as she lay on the bed.

Joyce held Emily's hand and sobbed, "Mr. Brent said you were sick. He asked me to come to see you.

He also advised you to look on the bright side, but I didn't think that way myself. How could I persuade

you? Emily, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. It's all because I didn't take good care of Bryce so that I lost him."

Joyce cried even louder as she spoke, lying on Emily's bed and crying her heart out.

Emily's heart ached, but she shook her head and said, "No, it's not your fault. It's none of your

business. I'm already grateful that you love Bryce so much. It's my fault. I pushed Hunter too hard. I

was not watchful enough to let him follow me and take Bryce away. It's all my fault. I'm sorry for Bryce."

Emily was also getting sadder and sadder as she spoke, although she didn't cry out of breath like

Joyce. But the tears kept flowing down, making it even more painful to sob.

Thinking of the responsibility of coming here this time, Joyce quickly wiped away her tears and

comforted Emily, "Emily, don't cry. I feel even more uncomfortable looking at you like this. Isn't there no

worst news? Mr. Brent has already mobilized everyone to look for Bryce, and there will definitely be

Bryce's whereabouts. What if you are only too heartbroken to be unable to recover now, and what you

are going to do when Bryce comes back? That child has always been sensible. He must be very sad to

see it."

"He will never forgive an irresponsible mother like me." Emily sobbed.

Joyce held her hand and said, "No, Bryce is a good boy. He won't blame you."

"Joyce, do you think Bryce will be found?" Emily asked sobbing.

Joyce nodded hard and said, "Of course, Mr. Brent has already ordered his people to look for Bryce.

He really cares about him, he will definitely find Bryce."

"It wouldn't have been like this without him." Emily said angrily.

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Joyce sighed. She also knew what happened before Bryce disappeared. Franklin gave a rough

description, but she couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong.

If Emily had been willing to tell Franklin about his relationship with that child from the beginning,

perhaps Franklin would have brought the child to her side long ago, and there would be no such thing

as this.

But she couldn't blame Emily for her decision. After all, for Emily, a man who was about to marry

another woman could not be the father of her child no matter what. Otherwise, she would feel ashamed

of herself.

"By the way, when are you and Sebastian going back?" Emily calmed down after a while and asked

slowly.

The florist had been sold out as well as the house. If there was no such accident, they would have left

soon!

Joyce choked and said, "There's nothing else I can think of right now. I won't leave until Bryce comes

back."