Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband - Chapter 61
Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Falling Ill 4
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Upon hearing that, Baron Stuart glanced at the flustered Emily Walker and then spoke, “Come in.”
After getting permission, Clayton Howard walked in, but the scene before him was obviously a bit bewildering.
Early in the morning, when the Young Master asked him to prepare a woman’s clothes for the office, he thought it was strange, not expecting it to be Lady
Carter here.
But, why would Lady Carter be here so early in the morning?
Seeing Clayton suddenly enter, Emily lowered her head in embarrassment, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her white shirt.
From the moment Clayton entered, Baron Stuart had been watching him, so up until now, he noticed that Clayton had been staring at the woman in front of him without shifting his gaze!
“Have you seen enough?” Baron Stuart spoke up, his displeasure apparent and voice cold as ice, causing Clayton to snap back to his senses quickly.
Hurrying to the tea table beside the sofa, he set down the paper bag in his hand, “Young Lord, here are the clothes you requested.”
Baron Stuart glanced at the clothes in his hand and then emotionlessly said, “You can go now.”
Clayton nodded, and then left.
“Your clothes are here.” He glanced at Emily, who was holding her head, and Baron Stuart spoke calmly.
Emily was startled by his words and slowly raised her head to look at Baron
Stuart, then at the paper bag on the tea table.
Could it be that what he meant by waiting a while was this?
But, she didn’t understand why he would always… whenever she was in an awkward situation.
Was she overthinking it?
“Thank you.” Emily thanked him, went to pick up the paper bag, and headed towards the relaxation room.
Opening the paper bag, she found a sky-blue short fashion top and a pair of capri jeans inside.
Although she didn’t pick the clothes herself, Emily quite liked them and wondered how much this outfit cost.
Flipping open the clothes, Emily discovered that the price tags were still attached, so she turned them over to look.
The total for both items was 580 USD, thankfully not too expensive.
After changing into the clothes, Emily walked out of the room, holding a paper bag and wearing her small backpack on her back, and came up to Baron Stuart.
She gently put the paper bag on the tea table and said, “Thank you for buying me these clothes. These are the ones you bought last night… and there’s still a lot left.’
She only needed the sanitary cotton temporarily last night, and wouldn’t need it once she got home, and she also had baby clothes at home, so she didn’t need to take these back either.
Baron Stuart looked at the paper bag she left behind, pondering who she planned to leave it for?
He looked up with a slightly displeased expression, “If you don’t need it, take it to throw away yourself.”
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards his office desk without looking back, and quickly immersed himself in work.
Watching his retreating figure, Emily hesitated about what to do. If they were thrown away, it would be a waste.
After some contemplation, unwilling to throw them away, Emily decided to pick them back up, reasoning that if they needed to be thrown away, she might as well take them home.
Gathering the stuff, Emily turned around and looked at the office desk, planning to say her farewells before leaving.
However, as soon as she turned around, she saw the man at the office desk with his hands supporting his forehead, looking quite uncomfortable.
She approached, and somehow started to worry, “What’s wrong with you?”
Baron Stuart remained silent; he was truly tired, so tired that he didn’t want to talk anymore.
But the more he didn’t speak, the more Emily wanted to know what was wrong with him!
