Three Year To Love (Emma Johnson and Ethan Carter)

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Ethan Carter watched Grandpa Carter act his part, his brow furrowed, but he didn't say anything to stop it.

"Grandpa, he'll sleep in the guest room then."

Emma Johnson pulled the corners of her mouth a little stiffly, volunteered to beg to sleep in the guest room, Ethan Carter sniffed, his eyes brightened slightly.

"No, even if you don't want to sleep in the guest room, that brat should go, I want to sleep in our old room, then my bedroom."

Grandpa Carter flatly refused, Emma Johnson smiled with some embarrassment, and followed Grandpa Carter.

After dinner, she chatted with Grandpa Carter in the living room for a while, and then Emma Johnson returned to her room, everything outside the room hadn't changed at all, even though she'd been gone for so many years, Grandpa Carter had always had the bedroom cleaned on a regular basis.

Even her clothes in the closet were hanging there as before, Emma's heart a warm current surged through, her eyes slightly moist, that kind of feeling of being missed, really happy, just that part of the happiness does not belong to himself now.

She laughed bitterly in her heart, took a piece of pajamas she used to wear into the bathroom, simply took a shower, just walked out of the bathroom and heard a knock on the door, Emma's heart tightened, "Miss Emma, he warmed up the milk for you." Immediately followed by the maid's voice from outside.

Hearing the maid's voice, she was slightly relieved.

"Miss Emma, drinking a cup of warm milk in the morning will make you sleep better, drink it while it's hot."

Just as she opened the door, the maid handed over the milk.

"Thanks, Martha."

Three Years

Emma smiled faintly, and turned to go inside with the glass, but was stopped by theNôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

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"Ms. Emma, I think it would be better to drink it now, just as he's going to clean. up kitchen later, and wash that glass."

Martha explained with a sarcastic smile, having to watch her finish her milk.

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Emma didn't seem to realize anything was wrong, and drank the milk right in front of Martha, whose smile deepened as she nodded in satisfaction and left with the empty glass.

She had just closed the door behind her, when the knock on the door sounded again, Emma frowned in confusion, thinking that Martha had forgotten something. "Come in."

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She called out at the door, and was visibly startled when she saw that it was Ethan Carter who had come in, hastily straightening her nightgown.

"What can I do for you?" Ethan seemed to see the confusion in Emma's eyes and took the lead in asking.

"He

puzzled.

he didn't look for me!" Emma was stunned, feeling that this man was a bit

The words just fell, suddenly heard the sound of the lock falling, Ethan immediately realized what, an arrow step rushed to the door, found that the door was actually locked!

Looking at the closed door, Grandpa Carter smiled triumphantly.

Emma's cheeks suddenly rolled hot, her head was a little dizzy, the heat emanated from the inside out, making her body as uncomfortable as a million ants biting. "Hot, so hot."

She murmured with a blurred consciousness, and leaned forward, Ethan saw this, and