A kiss is printed, and Emily Watsons slender palm pushes against his chest, and she moans in discomfort: "Ugh, let me go!"
John Locke originally just gently stroked her lips, but hearing her refusal and the unhesitating push on her body, he roared and increased the strength on his lips.
The spring breeze and rain in an instant turned into a downpour, and his hands tightly imprisoned her hands like a vise. She couldnt push it away or retreat, and was taken by his rough kiss, retreating continuously.
"No..." Emily Watson was kissed and her breath was disordered, her mind was not there, and only the cat-like cry that came out of her mouth subconsciously. But she didnt know that such a voice was like a tightening spell urging him to ask for more, and he was unable to extricate himself from her sweetness, and took as much as possible.
His big hand stroked over... Emily Watsons shoulder was cool, and she suddenly looked back and cried in a low voice: "No, no!" She has a husband, but now... that night she has already done something wrong, and she doesnt even know who that man is, how can she be with John Locke now...
"You dont want to?" John Lockes deep voice rang in her ear.
She actually wronged herself by marrying Jack Dawson, that scum man, but still didnt like him, John Locke bit her lips wantonly, and threatened.
"The more you refuse, the more I cant control myself!"
He was telling the truth, more than ten years, he has been silently in love with her, and when he thought they could finally be together, she suddenly announced that she already had a boyfriend, and before he could do anything, her boyfriend quickly became a husband.
"You bastard!" Emily Watson tearfully accused him.
"Yes, seeing you marry him and how you force you not to divorce, and after that night, I have already been a bastard!" John Locke almost gritted his teeth and said his most real feelings.
He was angry with her, what is so good about that man?
Not only does he have a pointed mouth and a monkeys cheek, but he also has a face of greed, and even the things he did behind her back, let alone.
Emily Watson was taken to the memories by his words, at that time they were full of happiness and joy, but now it is such a scene.
Tears accumulated in her eyes, and they overflowed without warning, and the salty and warm water hit the lips that were in contact with the two people, startling John Locke to wake up immediately.
He slowly closed his eyes, gathered the chaos in his heart, helped Emily Watson to get up, tidied up her messy skirt for her, and then hugged her tightly, with rapid breathing.
Emily Watson cried silently, she was surprised by John Lockes timely braking, but at the same time, she couldnt help but think of the bed she had rolled with the strange man that night.
She pushed her away forcefully, she is no longer a pure Emily Watson, she has been married, and has cheated in marriage...
"Stop the car, Im here!" Emily Watson wiped away her tears, and her eyes were slightly red due to crying.
Her lips were slightly swollen, looking like she had been bullied by someone, which made John Locke feel a surge of tenderness.
"Ill take you up!"
"No need, I can do it myself!" Emily Watson refused flatly.
"Dont worry, I was impulsive just now!" John Locke promised in a low voice, not to do that without her permission.
Emily Watson lowered her head, she couldnt beat him after all.
I dont know whether John Locke did it on purpose or not, but he parked the car directly at the entrance of the community, and the two walked in.
She has been living in this community on Elm Street since she left home, and she has lived here for a long time. The neighbors and friends all know her. Although they dont know who her husband is, they all know that she is a married person.
Seeing John Locke handsome and tall, everyone thought he was her husband.
"Emily, your husband is back!"
"Hes handsome!"
"Big handsome guy, you have to spend more time with Emily when you come back this time. You marry a wife who looks like a delicate flower and throw her at home, and you are relieved!"
The neighbors in the community discussed face to face.
"John Locke, no, actually, he is not..." Emily Watsons face turned white with anxiety and she hurriedly explained.
But John Locke blocked her with a sentence: "Hey, thank you!" At this time, his cold face suddenly eased, nodded politely, and thanked sincerely.
His big hand raised accurately and held her slender wrist.
Emily Watson was under the pressure of everyone and dared not explain again.
If you say he is not her husband, she brings him home and lets him make such a move?
Think about it, she will divorce soon anyway, and there is no such betrayal or not betrayal.
...
Late at night, the night is as dark as ink, and Emily Watson sits alone in front of the computer thinking about everything that happened today, as if it were a dream.
What does John Locke mean? Before she was crazy about him, he clearly said to those who pursued him that he didnt want to talk about emotions for the time being. She didnt dare to disturb him, and later when she was in urgent need of a marriage partner, she didnt dare to consider him, afraid of being rejected and embarrassed.
But what he did today, and still wanted to eat dry and wipe clean...
Emily Watson felt depressed in her heart, looking at the night sky with eyes that seemed to lose focus, unable to see anything through it.
"Ding Dong" the mailbox prompt sounded, and Emily Watson came back from her daze, opened it, and took a look. She was shocked when she saw it.