Chapter 20: Never Seen Pectoral Muscles

Later, it was because of this that he transferred schools and met Amelia Sanchez.

Unfortunately, Amelia didn't remember him at all.

Albert Brown was somewhat depressed, "I was dumped!"

In fact, Albert Brown was just pretending, acting deeply in love in front of his mother, but turning around and acting like he didn't know the girl. Eventually, the girl found herself a new boyfriend and dumped him.

However, back then he did spend quite a bit of money on that girl.

Amelia looked Albert Brown up and down, patted his strong chest, and spoke with an ambiguous tone, "Her loss, she must have never seen your pectoral muscles..."

As Amelia spoke, her hands couldn't help but touch Albert Brown's chest.

She was enjoying herself, not noticing Albert Brown's breathing getting heavy.

It wasn't until he picked her up and headed to the bedroom that she exclaimed, "Albert Brown, it's still daytime!"

Albert Brown threw her on the bed, licked the corner of his mouth, and directly used the remote to close the curtains, "Now it's night."

When Amelia was pinned on the bed, only two words remained in her heart: Oh hell!

That day, Amelia had momentarily pulled Albert Brown back to his memories of Emma Aguirre, originally thinking that Emma's appearance in his life was fleeting and only added some fun between him and Amelia.

A few days later, Mrs. Brown threatened and tempted Albert Brown to accompany her to dinner, specifically instructing him not to bring Amelia along.

Obviously, Amelia's previous meeting with her mother-in-law had left a deep impression.

Albert Brown arrived at the restaurant designated by Mrs. Brown ten minutes early, staring at the watch on his wrist. When the agreed time arrived, he got up to leave.

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a white dress, panting slightly, walked over quickly, "Albert, I'm sorry, I'm late. The road was a bit congested."

Albert Brown immediately felt like cursing.

He turned around with a dark face and started to walk away, but the woman grabbed hold of him, "Albert, after so many years without seeing each other, won't you even have a meal with me?"

Albert Brown looked back and observed for a few moments, vaguely recognizing the woman's face. Suddenly, he recalled the woman Amelia had met that day and tentatively called out, "Emma Aguirre?"

Emma Aguirre, thinking that after all these years Albert Brown was still infatuated with her, was delighted, "Albert, I knew you didn't forget me."

Albert Brown frowned, "Sorry, I have something else..."

In an instant, two teardrops welled up in Emma Aguirre's eyes, "Albert, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and I've always... been thinking of you. Won't you even have dinner with me?"

"Did my mother find you?"

Emma Aguirre looked even more bashful, "Your Aunt found me. She said you've been thinking about me all these years and that she won't interfere with us anymore..."

"I'm married!"

"Ah? Your Aunt didn't tell me."

Albert Brown slowly turned around, "Amelia Sanchez, my wife, you even transferred 310,000 to her just a few days ago!"

Emma Aguirre was shocked, "Didn't they say you don't like her and that she's been pestering you?"

If only she had known that Amelia was Albert Brown's wife, she would have changed her strategy.

"No matter what my mother said to you, please remember that I am married now! Also, don't bother my wife again, or else I will... call the police!"

Albert Brown looked impatient, but when he said the last two words, he involuntarily softened the corner of his mouth when he recalled Amelia's righteous little face.

Watching Albert Brown's retreating figure, Emma Aguirre bit the corner of her lip and made a phone call.

"Aunt, Albert's unwilling to have dinner with me. He also said he's already married..."

"Aunt, this doesn't seem quite right. Albert seems to really like his wife... Alright then, Aunt, I'll do as you say..."

As Emma Andujar was about to leave the restaurant after hanging up the phone, a waiter stopped her, "Excuse me, miss, could you please pay the bill?"

"Didn't the gentleman earlier pay the bill?"

Seeing the waiter shake his head, Emma Aguirre's face turned red, "But we didn't order any dishes."

"Sorry, it's the tea fee!"

At this point, Emma Aguirre felt that the guests in the restaurant were all looking at her. She took out a bill, placed it on the table, and said, "No need for change!"

"I'm sorry, miss, but the tea fee is 500!"

Emma Aguirre: "..."

When she left the restaurant, she felt like crying.

Just as she was about to give up, she thought of the conditions Mrs. Brown had promised her.

Albert Brown, you just wait!

Ever since Albert Brown got married and moved to Rose Garden, in order to match his status, he's basically been doing everything at home.

Anyway, his company is already on the right track now, and Amelia goes to work every day, so working from home doesn't affect him at all.

At noon that day, the doorbell rang, and Albert Brown thought it was the delivery guy, so he opened the door directly.

"Albert, you're really at home! This place is so big and beautiful!"

Emma Aguirre's eyes flashed with delight as she raised her hands, "I heard from Auntie that you've been eating takeout every day lately. Takeout is not good for your health. This is what I made specially for you."

Albert Brown took a deep breath, "I'll count to three. If you don't disappear, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Albert, if I don't disappear, how are you going to be rude towards me?" Emma Aguirre tilted her head, blinked, and pretended to be cute.

Albert Brown suddenly laughed, laughing very wickedly. He spoke into the phone, "This is Rose Garden Building 3, Unit 15. Yes, there's a female hooligan who's been harassing me every day. I'm already married. Yes, please come and take her away as soon as possible!"

It wasn't until Albert Brown hung up the phone that Emma Aguirre realized he was joking, "Albert, this joke isn't funny at all."

Albert Brown slanted the corner of his mouth and laughed without a care, "The police station is only five minutes away from here. Hear that? That's a police siren outside..."

Emma Aguirre listened to the piercing police siren, which seemed to have stopped at the entrance of the residential area. Her face turned pale, and she didn't even bother to say goodbye to Albert Brown before running towards the elevator.

Albert Brown cornered his mouth and waited until Emma Aguirre entered the elevator before dialing his mother's number.

"If you still consider me your son, don't send any random women to bother me again!"

"Albert Brown, I disagree with your marriage to Amelia! Hurry up and divorce her!"

"Impossible! My wife can only be Amelia!"

"Albert Brown, don't you want the Brown Family's dividend? If you want it, hurry up and divorce Amelia. I'll find you someone more suitable!"

Albert Brown leaned against the wall, his face full of mockery, "Emma Aguirre? Mom, do you have dementia? You were the one who insisted that I break up with Emma Aguirre back then!"

"That was then, but now Emma Aguirre is the host of a TV station. How can she not be a good match for you? She's much better than Amelia Sanchez, a junior employee from an ordinary company!"

Albert Brown stood upright, anger slowly rising in his eyes. "If you keep this up, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Albert Brown, where's your etiquette? Is this how you talk to your mother... Albert Brown! You dare hang up on me!"

Albert Brown threw the disconnected phone away, his eyes red with anger.