روايات وقصص ضمن Emily Henry Funny Story Kindle

"We'll see," Emily said as she stood up, not bothering to put her clothes back on. Instead, she stood in front of Henry with a seductive smile and said, "What do you think of my body?" Henry was speechless and quickly closed his eyes. Yet, her perfect body remained etched in his mind. Emily felt even more delighted as Henry closed his eyes. She giggled. "You're bleeding from your nose!" "What?" Henry opened his eyes instinctively. However, he found Emily crouching down, bringing her body closer, making everything even clearer.

Henry adored him dearly and cherished his life more than his own. Henry's eyes widened in shock. "Do you understand what you've just said, Emilia?" "I do," I replied. Henry couldn't hold back and yelled, "But Jeremy's your brother! And his son is your nephew!" I scoffed sardonically at this. "And I'm your daughter." "Y-you… You… You…" Henry sputtered. He was so outraged that he couldn't even speak for a long time. In the end, he defeatedly plopped back down on the couch. "I'm helping them persuade you because of a dear friend of mine. She needs a new heart, and they're able to provide a matching one."

However, seeing Emily then scowl and appear to sob, Jeffry stops his laughter. "Hey ... Emilia, what happened? I was kidding, honey." Jeffry then shifted his seat and took Emily into his arms. He held Emily's frail body because she had just recovered from an illness. Emily, who had never looked weak, let alone cried, now did not hesitate to show her soft side in front of Jeffry. "Ssh ... Emilia ... what happened? Please forgive my joke if it made you like this." Emily sobbed and started to open her voice.

Twenty minutes later, we were sitting at a small table outside an ice cream shop near campus. Emily had ordered us both giant sundaes, complete with whipped cream and sprinkles and way too many cherries. She was determined to cheer me up, telling jokes and making silly faces and doing everything she could to make me smile. Nothing worked. I was too lost in my thoughts. Too consumed by the image of Henry's face when he walked away from me. Too haunted by the pain in his eyes. "Okay," Emily finally said, setting down her spoon. "I give up. You're impossible."

I sank down onto one of the barstools, letting out a long sigh. Emily watched the door close, then turned her head slowly toward me, a massive, knowing smirk spreading across her face. She slid her iPad onto the counter and shook her head, completely amused. "Unbelievable," Emily chuckled, taking another sip of her coffee. "He is absolutely losing his mind. I'm telling you, Flora, it’s hilarious watching the great Eugene Vance turn into a hovering mother hen." "He’s just stressed about the office," I lied, looking down at my phone to open the ride-sharing app.

"What's the situation with Emily?" Ben also hung up the phone on his end, looking flustered. "John's wife found the club, had a confrontation with Emily, and Emily fell down the stairs. She's pregnant and bleeding heavily." Henry furrowed his brow and rubbed his forehead. He deliberately had someone tell John's wife about Emily's situation. He thought if Emily got into trouble, she would contact Jasmine, and Jasmine would definitely come to him. He didn't expect such a serious accident to happen. "Handle it quickly!" Henry was getting agitated, and he kicked the table in frustration.

Emily could only stifle her laugh as some people shared hilarious stories of how they got into the company. “I got mine at the grocery store.” someone announced. ‘What!!” another exclaimed. “Yeah, I was in line waiting to pay this obnoxious cashier. I got the email, dumped my groceries and ran out. I'm pretty sure I looked a hell lot of crazy.” The table erupted in cackles at his dramatic gestures. “What about you, Emily ? What were you doing when you got in?” Emily froze as all attention turned to her. “Ummh, I was….I was home.” the words stumbled out of her mouth.

They turned to look at her. "Dora! How did you get in here? Didn't we agree you wouldn't come here to see me?" Henry asked, walking up to meet her. "Oh yeah, you asked me not to come so you could do whatever you please. Yeah, you asked me not to, but I did anyway. If I hadn't come, then how would I have known what you have in store for me? I was a fool to have believed you loved me; you were only playing me! Oh wow, I have been fooled by you and your mom again. It's no big deal; let's go our separate ways. There's no need to stick with you when you already have someone else in your heart but mind you, I'm never letting this slide!" Emily chuckled.

"Aren't you the woman with a bad temper from the Hilton Hotel? What does your boss mean? Is he intentionally trying to cause trouble for me by sending you to greet me?" Emily remained unfazed and replied gently, "It was a personal matter between us, but now it's work time. I will fulfill my duties and do what I have to do." Herry came up and attempted to kick her. "Humph, ugly freak! Go die! You should be run over by a car on the street!" Emily stepped back in time, avoiding Herry's kick, but he still left a dirty footprint on her white dress. She continued to smile, "Thank you for your reminder. I will strictly abide by traffic rules when crossing the road in the future. I definitely won't

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.