Emmy, after all, it's still her fault.
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James came back from the south side and was stuck at the intersection of the suburbs and the city for two hours. Originally, she planned to be home by six to accompany Emmy to one of her client's wedding anniversary dinners. It was almost eight o'clock and she was still stuck on the road.
He was a little helpless, and his plan was far from changing fast. Mughal got out of the car to check the road ahead and came back to tell James that the two big container cars had collided and the goods had spilt all over the ground. He didn't move for four or five hours.
Mughal got out of the car and went to the restaurant to buy some food. James took out his cell phone and was about to call Emmy. I didn't expect an MMS to jump out without warning as soon as the screen was locked.
He was a little dazed and pressed it open, but the result was three photos of Emmy.
First, she was taking off her coat.
