Liam Williams stormed into the bathroom attached to the bedroom Emma had pointed out, his face dark as thunder.
He was grinding his teeth, a burning heat spreading across his chest. He quickly twisted the cold water tap and began splashing his chest.
"Ugh..." Emma sighed deeply. It seemed that ever since she met this man, nothing had gone right. She had a perfectly good life, and now it was all messed up by Liam Williams, who had barged into her world without warning.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Emma made another bowl of noodles.
She sat at the dining table, waiting. When Liam didn't come out to eat, she decided to go get him.
Pushing open the door to her room, she called out tentatively, "Liam?"
No answer. She took a few steps inside and saw the bathroom door was open. Just as she was wondering where he had gone, Liam suddenly walked out.
And the most important thing? He wasn't wearing a single stitch of clothing! He had only wrapped a bath towel around his lower body.
Emma was stunned for a moment. She had never seen a man's body before. Now, she had practically seen all of Liam.
Because he had just showered, Liam's dark brown hair was dripping with water. His deep eyes were as elegant and indifferent as the bustling, thin midnight stars. His skin was a healthy wheat color, and his symmetrical muscle lines made Emma swallow hard. His figure was simply straight and powerful.
It was just amazing that there were so many scars on Liam's body. If you looked closely, you could see that some of them were bullet holes. Emma couldn't help but frown.
It was said that the young master of the Williams family had been in the special forces before. He must have suffered a lot to have so many scars.
Emma took a closer look at the place where she had burned him just now. Fortunately, it didn't seem to be scalded. His chest was just a little red. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you seen enough?" Liam's sexy thin lips said.
This sentence brought the still-sleepwalking Emma back to reality.
"Well, no... Ah?" Only then did Emma realize her gaffe, and then she took another look at Liam, and then she screamed loudly, "Ah! Pervert..." Then she quickly covered her eyes.
As God was her witness, she didn't mean to see Liam's body, let alone stare for such a long time.
She was just... a little slow... Well, still a little cute!
Liam shook his head helplessly, walked to her side, and directly pushed Emma onto the bed. "I'm a pervert? You're the one who saw me naked, my wife. You're really good at catching thieves."
She was so cute. How could he resist?
"Liam, you are really something. This is my home. If you dare to mess around, I will..." Emma was still making her final resistance.
"What will you do? Bite me? Or kick me out?" Liam replied cunningly.
"You're shameless, a jerk, dirty..." Emma was pinned down, but her mouth was not giving up.
"Oh? Now that you've said that, I'll show you once."
She was scared to death and begged for mercy with a little cry, "Liam, don't be like this. It hurts..."
When Liam heard her plea for mercy, his hand softened a lot. He kissed Emma's earlobe and said in a low voice, "Are you afraid of pain? Then cooperate. I promise to make you feel good."
Emma was so angry that she raised her hand and hit Liam on the chest. "If you don't let go, I'll scream!"
It was too simple.
Emma wanted to curse him or something, but suddenly felt something pressing against her. She blinked her eyes, and it took a long time to react.
What was that?
She was ashamed and annoyed. This bastard could do anything.
"Why? Why not? I'm waiting." Liam looked at the blushing Emma, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.
Emma, "..."
Just when she was at a loss, the door to the room was pushed open. Emma turned her head and saw her father and mother with their mouths wide open!
Oh, my God! Help!
Liam also heard the sound, quickly pulled the quilt beside him, and immediately covered their bodies tightly.
Sophia Johnson, Emma's mother, was the first to react. She took her husband, James Johnson, and stepped back. Then she said apologetically, "Oh my God, I'm sorry to disturb you. Go on... Go on..."
Then they closed the door and left again.
"Mom? How did you come back..." What a disaster!
"Why didn't you start? Liam, look at what you've done." Emma was so angry that she wanted to tear this guy apart.
But Liam raised an eyebrow and said, "Your mother asked us to continue. I started. How can you continue alone?"
Continue my ass. Emma glared at Liam fiercely, "If you don't want to be rude when you see your father-in-law and mother-in-law for the first time, get up quickly, or I'll make you look bad."
"That's true, but how can I see your parents like this? You'd better find me some clothes first, or you'll say I'm a pervert." Liam said innocently, then slowly turned over.
Emma took the opportunity to get up quickly, straightened her clothes, went to the windowsill, casually pulled a T-shirt of James's and threw it to him, and then went towards the living room.
The old couple saw Emma come out and looked behind her as if they were expecting something.
Seeing Liam also followed out, Sophia said embarrassedly, "I'll go wash some fruit for you to eat."
Pretending that nothing had happened, James moved the noodles in front of him and took a taste with his chopsticks.
"Dad, that's not for you." Emma sat down on the sofa next to her and said with a complaining face.
"Yes, Uncle, that bowl of noodles was made by Emma!" Liam put on his clothes and trousers and came out of the room.
"Oh? So... But I have to say, my daughter, your cooking is getting worse and worse. This noodle is like feeding a pig." James put down his chopsticks and joked.
Emma was speechless. "Dad, can you not expose my shortcomings in front of outsiders, okay? My poor cooking is because of your bad teaching."
When she said that, Liam was stunned and immediately quit, becoming angry.
"What did you say? I'm an outsider? I'm your rightful husband, okay?" Liam grinned at Emma.