My Most Precious Wife

Chapter 454 I Want To Be With You

Terry was not a big drinker, so he was not a good drinker.

After drinking two bottles of red wine, his steps were already zigzagging when he was on the way

home.

"What's the matter? How did you get him so drunk?" Emily hadn't seen Terry drunk since she had been

here two years.

"I don't know. Maybe he is happy to see me, so he drank more."

Joe smiled a little awkwardly. He had never been good at lying.

"Well, anyway, I don't know why he is so excited to see me, I... I'm a little tired, Emily. I'll sleep in Terry's

room, and you take care of Terry."

"Yes, I'll help you get him in."

Terry wasn't exactly drunk, just a little unsteady on his feet, but at least he was conscious.

He was not used to be supported by Joe like this treated Emily like this.

But Joe's words lingered in his mind.

It had been two years. If he didn’t take the initiative, was he going to make a woman take the initiative?

It was said that time could dilute everything. Maybe Emily was not as infatuated with Hunter as before?

Maybe he did have a chance?

Wine boosted his courage.

Thrown on Emily's bed by Joe, he rolled over and saw Emily standing beside the bed. He was so

scared that he closed his eyes, lest she should know he was still awake.

Emily didn't look at him at all. She stared at Joe as he was leaving. "Don't go. Stay here to take care of

Terry."

Terry was so drunk that Joe moved him in here. But he had to spend the night with the kids.

Joe suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to be doing enough.

If he were sober, the responsibility of taking care of Terry would fall on him.

"Oh... Okay, I'll take care of... I'll take care of him." Joe narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to walk This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

back.

But somehow, he hit the chair so hard that he almost rolled on the floor.

Terry couldn’t help laughing, almost revealing himself. This guy's acting was not bad.

"How are you? Are you all right?" Startled, Emily rushed to him and supported him.

"No, I am fine? I am a good drinker. I am not as bad as Terry?"

Joe stumbled and bumped into the corner of the table. He hugged his back and screamed.

"Don't you run away." Fortunately, the decoration was made with a good soundproof material.

Otherwise, the children would have been woken up.

Emily was confused.

After looking back at Terry who was drunk in bed, she finally gave in.

"I'll help you to sleep." The two guys couldn’t sleep together.

"Don't you need me take care of Terry? I can take care of him!" Joe was not convinced.

"Yes, yes, you are. You are the best."

Emily was really speechless. Both of them were so drunk. It was not easy to get back safely.

"I really can!"

"I see. Go back to bed!"

It was almost ten minutes before Emily came out of Joe's room.

Back in her room, she exhaled when Terry was still in bed and she went to help him take off his shoes.

Then she wrung the warm towel and wiped his face and hands.

When she was about to leave, her wrist was unexpectedly pulled by him.

"Terry?" How did he wake up so soon?

But as he still looked drunk, it was hard to tell if he was awake or not.

"Terry, let go of me and I'll put the towel..."

But the towel in her hand was snatched away by him in an instant.

Terry flipped it up and dropped it somewhere.

He sat up in bed and took Emily's hand, slightly drunk. After all, he had been drinking a lot.

"Emily," said Joe. He didn’t know whether getting drunk would boost his courage.

All he knew was that something had been stirring in her chest tonight.

After two years of silence, his feelings became stronger.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong with you?" Emily reached out her other hand and

touched his forehead.

It was a little hot, but it was probably because of the alcohol.

As she pulled her hand back, Terry raised his hand and took hers.

"Terry?" Emily felt Terry weird tonight.

"Emily, I... I have something to say to you."

"What?" He was seldom so hesitant.

She knew him well, and he'd never done anything like this.

Terry didn't know what was wrong with him. He never had been so strange like that.

It was just a few simple words. Why couldn’t he say them out?

"Do you want to go back to Bentson City after you met Joe?" Emily also missed home.

The moment she saw Joe, the faces of all her friends in Bentson City immediately came to her mind.

She also wanted to go back and met everyone, to eat, to drink, to talk, to work and to struggle together.

But she couldn't. She had too much on her plate.

If she went back, how’s the children?

"Terry, I know it's really hard for you to stay here."

In fact, Emily had been thinking about this for a long time.

She’d told him several times that now that the kids were no babies, and Chester could go to

kindergarten like a two or three-year-old child.

She could take care of two children by herself. At worst, she could hire a baby-sitter.

After holding Terry back for two years, it was time to set him free.

"Thanks for taking care of us these past two years, Terry. If you want to go back now..."

"Are you still thinking of leaving me and living with your children?'

Terry's voice was a little husky.

"Why did I leave you?" Emily didn't know what he was thinking. She tried to withdraw her hand, but he

kept holding it tightly.

Such a move seemed almost ambiguous.

For two years there had been no such gesture between them.

"Terry, I can't keep dragging you down."

It was good for the children to have him around, but it was time for him, at twenty-five, to have a life of

his own.

"Terry..."

"Is that how you think?" Being with her was being dragged down?

Terry frowned, visibly annoyed. "I'm here with you, a family of four. Don’t you know whether I am or

not?"

Emily was shocked. What did he mean now?

Terry felt he had to speak it out. The girl wanted to get rid of him.

He adjusted his breath, and as Emily became more confused, he suddenly said quietly, "Emily, I... I like

you, and I want to be with you."