Chapter 1279: Final Chapter_2

"Bastard!—Robert Thomson, I will never forgive you!"

The man cursed at was just waking up from his sleep at this moment.

The curtains were tightly drawn, and he hadn't noticed Kenneth Hall lurking outside when he came back last night. It wasn't until this morning, when Kenneth was carried away, that he faintly heard some movement outside the window.

Luckily, he hadn't made love to his wife in the new room; otherwise, wouldn't it be miserable if that bastard Kenneth eavesdropped at the corner of the wall?

Returning to the bed, Emma Smith was still in deep sleep. The bathtub was a bit far from here, so he had carried her back, only putting a bathrobe on her. Naturally, he had taken it off when they went to sleep. Now, she was only covered by a thin blanket. He opened the curtains, and Emma, who was still asleep, seemed to feel the outside stimulation, slightly furrowed her brows, and gently turned over to avoid the sunlight's invasion.