Chapter 668: Chapter 668: Young Master, that seems to be the Young Madam…
At this moment, she didn’t want to see Thomas Emiliano at all!
It was because of him that she quarreled with Baron Stuart, and because of the quarrel, he went out and met Camila Walker…
Suddenly, tears blurred her vision. At this moment, Emily Walker’s tears broke through the dam, and she could no longer suppress them as they poured out.
“Lady Walker, what’s wrong with you…”
“Get away!” Feeling his touch, Emily swung her hand violently and looked at him with fiery eyes, “It’s because of you, all because of you!”
After yelling, Emily turned to leave.
However, when she turned, her tears seemed to flow even more.
Was it really because of Thomas Emiliano?
No, it wasn’t. It was all because of her. Knowing that Baron Stuart disliked it, why did she argue with him, and why did she argue with him over another man!
But even if he was angry, did he have to treat her this way, why did he use such a method she couldn’t bear…
On the main street, there were many people coming and going, but Emily had lost her strength and sat on the ground, crying.
Helplessly squatting by the roadside, her cries attracting the attention of passing pedestrians, no one knew what happened, but they also didn’t stop and ask, just pointing and whispering as they passed by.
Thomas Emiliano behind her didn’t console her.
It is your fault for falling in love with a man like Baron Stuart.
Thomas Emiliano cursed himself in his heart before turning to leave.
A black Bentley approached, and Clayton Howard’s slightly surprised voice came from the passenger seat.
Baron Stuart was sitting in the back seat, looking at the other side of the road with a thoughtful expression, not responding to Clayton Howard.
“Stop the car.” Clayton Howard ordered the driver to stop.
Only when the car stopped, did Baron Stuart’s eyes narrow, and he looked at Clayton Howard in the passenger seat.
“Young Master, that seems to be Young Madam…”
Clayton Howard pointed not far in front of the car, at the frail figure squatting by the roadside.
Although it was just a back view, Clayton Howard was sure it was Young Madam Emily Walker.
Hearing this, Baron Stuart couldn’t help but look towards the figure, and indeed, saw a weak figure squatting by the roadside, even trembling slightly.
Baron Stuart’s brow furrowed as he quickly opened the car door and got out.
It was only 3:30 in the afternoon now, and he wasn’t sure if the figure in the distance was her or not until he got closer.
Standing in front of a tearful Emily, Baron Stuart’s brow furrowed even tighter.
What was she doing here? Why was she crying?
On the ground, Emily buried her head between her knees and didn’t notice someone standing in front of her.
Until a pair of arms touched her.
“What are you—” Baron Stuart reached out to help her up.
But Emily bounced back, shoving him away, thinking it was Thomas Emiliano.
“Get away from me, don’t touch me!” Emily raised her head suddenly, roaring at the figure in front of her as if venting her pain and anger!
Lifting her arms to push away the hands that wanted to touch her, she froze when she saw that familiar face.
At her sudden rage, Baron Stuart didn’t understand, but seeing her already tearful red eyes and helpless expression, his heart was suddenly pierced with pain.