My Most Precious Wife

Chapter 472 I Just Want A Wife And Children

When Emily returned to Hunter’s ward, Hunter was still lying on the bed without any response.

"Has the doctor been here?" Emily asked.

Liam nodded. "The doctor said that the current situation of Young Master is difficult to explain

medically."

"But, Miss Emily, the doctor also said that if you inject him with enough faith to make him willing to

wake up, he will definitely do it."

"Enough faith?" Emily sat beside the bed and looked at Hunter’s face which paled from mass bleeding.

"At the very least, you have to make him feel that after he wakes up, he will have a bright future."

A bright future … He was Hunter, he had everything he wanted. Was this not bright enough?

Emily lowered her eyes and looked at Hunter’s eyebrows, which were knitted even though he was in a NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

coma.

Perhaps, she understood what Liam meant, but she didn’t have the courage to make promises.

"Miss Emily, it’s not that I want to force you to do anything. I just hope that you can think about it clearly.

Is the past more important, or is the future more worthy of your focus?"

Liam left, leaving space for them.

When there was no other person in the room, Emily let herself go and she held Hunter’s big palm. Her

eyes were wet.

In fact, there was no need to hesitate about which was more important.

"But I..." She lowered her eyes and looked at the big palm that she was holding.

"I am a person who is overwhelmed by public opinion, and you are Young Master of the Jackson family,

the future of the Jackson family."

She bit her lips and felt doleful. Even her voice was choked.

"Hunter, I understand you, but I really can’t be with you. The identity of Mrs. Jackson is too much for

me. My past will be exposed thoroughly."

"Mrs. Jackson once drugged her cousin and tried to do something that was ethically intolerable. You

know how much damage such a person would do to the reputation of the Jackson family, don’t you?"

Hunter’s fingers moved, and Emily was stunned. She lowered her head and stared at his hand.

"Hunter, you can hear me, right?"

Hunter’s fingers moved again. He could actually hear her!

Emily was excited and immediately held his hand tightly. "Hunter, wake up, okay?"

But this time, he didn’t respond at all.

Emily still held his palm with both hands. The doctor said that she needed to talk to him so that he

could have the will to live.

Originally, Emily felt that it was not as serious as she thought.

However, he still didn’t wake up. At the beginning, she was uneasy, but now, she was anxious and

panicked.

As long as he woke up, everything would be fine!

"Hunter, I really didn’t mean to hide from you, but I panicked. I don’t know if I should forgive you or not."

His fingers moved slightly again. Emily’s heart ached. Sure enough, he cared about these things.

The dignified Young Master of the Jackson family actually cared so much about her, a woman with

disgrace. Why?

"I really don’t know what to do."

Originally, she was talking to him in order to enhance his will to survive.

However, she really didn’t know what to do. She really … didn’t want to lie to him.

Emily leaned against his arm and closed her eyes. There were tears in her eyes, but she didn’t let them

flow out.

Crying was the behavior of the weak, but why would tears be there even though they knew that crying

was useless?

Hunter opened his eyes and looked at her long, smooth hair.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and whispered, "You don’t know what to do? Then, leave your

future to me, and I’ll tell you what to do, okay?"

Emily was shocked and suddenly raised her head. The moment she met his eyes, tears finally rolled

down her cheeks.

"Doctor!" She turned around and looked outside the door. "Doctor, he’s awake. He …"

"I’ve woken up a long time ago." Hunter sat up from the bed.

Emily hurried over to support him, but his strength was stronger than hers.

She couldn’t believe it. "You …"

"Yeah, I woke up a long time ago. I’m sorry." He didn’t want to lie to her, but he was afraid that after he

"woke up", she would feel that he was fine and would immediately leave.

After Emily calmed down, her expression suddenly darkened. "You lied to me!"

She stood up and wanted to leave, but Hunter hugged her from behind.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lie to you on purpose. I was just … worried that you would ignore me."

"Let me go."

Emily wanted to struggle, but Hunter frowned. "Emily, my head hurts."

"You still want to lie to me!" Emily turned around and glared at him angrily. "Hunter, what the hell are

you …"

His frown made her hold back her words.

This man could easily make a woman feel pity for him.

Even if Emily didn’t want to see it, she couldn’t help it.

As long as she saw what he looked like, her heart would be wrenched and she didn’t have the heart to

be ruthless!

Hunter really had a headache, but he didn’t want to use this feigned weakness to get her pity.

He held Emily’s hand tightly and said, "Be with me. I’ll handle everything."

"You can’t handle it." He knew how much pressure could be caused by public opinion.

Even if he could buy off all the media to suppress the public opinion, after she became his wife, Mrs.

Jackson, those things would be brought up again and again.

Her children were conceived during that incident, at least, in the eyes of others, during that period of

time.

Those gossips would fill the children’s life and destroy their future.

"What if I’m no longer YoungMaster of the Jackson family but an ordinary person?"

Hunter hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go even for only a moment.

"Emily, I can’t give you a sense of security? Is it because of what I did in the past that hurt you too

deeply?"

"If that’s the case, then will you feel at ease if I give up everything for you?"

"How … can you give up everything?"

"I’ll hand over the position of president of the Jackson Group to Vincent. I’ll leave Bentson City with you

and find a place to hide for the rest of our lives."

Hunter was not joking. With Emily’s understanding of him, she knew that what he said was serious.

It was precisely because she knew it that she was even more panicked.

"I don’t want it!"

She tried hard to push him away.

However, Hunter tightened his grip, not letting go no matter what she said.

"Since you are unwilling to face it, then I will escape with you. We can escape to anywhere you want."

"Hunter, you’re crazy!" As Young Master of the Jackson family, President of the Jackson Group, he was

so noble! He wouldn’t say that unless he was crazy.

"No, I was indeed crazy two years ago. It was because I was crazy that I did something that hurt you.

But now, I am very clear-headed."

Because he was sober, he knew what he really wanted.

"Emily, I have not pursued much in my life. In the past, I was ignorant and self-centered, wanting the

whole world to submit to me."

"But now, I’m completely sober. I just want a home, a home that truly belongs to me."

He never said that, because he didn’t know how to express it.

Actually, he was very nervous when saying it to her.

For the first time, he was worried that his words would make her unhappy.

Emily lowered her head and looked at his hands that were holding her. His ten fingers were still

trembling.

How difficult was it for Hunter to humbly beg for forgiveness?

"Emily, don’t leave me. I really don’t want anything. I just want a wife and children."

"We’re not going back. We’re hiding our names. We’re living our own lives, okay?"