Miles Martin said, "Not too early, I'll go back to my room and change clothes. You too, don't put too much pressure on yourself, and don't feel guilty. When we were kids, I used to hold you while sleeping, don't worry too much."
Emilia Johnny's mouth twitched; is this the same as when we were kids?
If she had known when she was young that one day she would grow up and fall for Miles Martin, she would have stuck to him all day long.
"Okay… okay… I'll go downstairs and cook in a bit."
As Miles Martin left Emilia Johnny's bedroom and walked out the door, his gentle smile turned into a cunning grin.
Now, things just got more complicated.
Emilia Johnny rubbed her face vigorously, fell onto her makeshift bed on the floor, and rolled around with a wail.
She really should never drink again; drinking just ruins things.
At least Miles Martin didn't pursue the matter with her. If he truly decided to settle scores with her, she would have to roll out of here immediately.
