The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 296 - 303 Emma’s Deep Affection

Chapter 296: Chapter 303 Emma’s Deep Affection

It was already past nine o’clock when I got home, and Emma Campbell immediately went to the bedroom to change into a set of casual home clothes that she and Emily Jenkins had bought together, before she intended to tidy up James Brown’s room.

James Brown quickly grabbed Emma Campbell and said, "Emma, stop it, the house isn’t that dirty, is it?"

Emma Campbell immediately said, "But I still want to tidy up a little, if I don’t do something, I won’t know what I can do.

James Brown forcibly pulled Emma Campbell to sit on the sofa, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and said softly, "Silly girl, don’t you miss me?"

Emma Campbell’s body instantly became soft, and she said in a low voice, "I do."

"If you miss me, just keep me company properly. I do the housework usually too."

"Okay!" Emma Campbell nodded gently and snuggled into James Brown’s arms.

James Brown gently wrapped his arms around Emma Campbell’s waist. The two of them just cuddled like this without any extra movement. After a while, James Brown said, "Emma, I need to tell you something."

Emma Campbell said softly, "Okay."

James Brown cleared his throat and said, "Emma, this is something I’m sorry for."

Emma Campbell’s body stiffened, slowly lifted her head, her eyes full of panic, and stammered, "Big Brother Brown, you... you don’t want me anymore?"

A pain hit James Brown’s heart, but hiding this matter from Emma Campbell would be even more cruel. He steeled himself and said softly, "Emma, Big Brother Brown isn’t letting you go; Big Brother Brown has always liked you very much."

Emma Campbell was still very anxious, clutching James Brown’s arms tightly, and said, "Then... what is this ’sorry’ you’re talking about, Big Brother Brown?"

James Brown sighed and said, "Let Big Brother Brown tell you his story. Before my junior year of high school, I also had a happy family, my parents were very good to me, but in my junior year, they died in a car accident, and from that time on, my life fell into darkness..."

Emma Campbell was instantly captivated by the story James Brown was telling. Hearing the bitter events of that time, tears couldn’t help flowing down her cheeks.

"At that time, there was a girl who always cared for me, helped me, her name was Melody Yoody..."

James Brown recounted everything that had happened between him and Melody Yoody at the time to Emma Campbell, and also told her everything that had happened after they met again without omitting a single detail.

After explaining all this, James Brown held Emma Campbell’s hand and said, "Emma, I know I shouldn’t do this, but right now I really don’t know what else to do. If I don’t tell you these things, I am deceiving you, but telling you seems too cruel."

Emma Campbell did not cry as James Brown had imagined she would. Instead, she looked at James Brown with her bright eyes and said, "Big Brother Brown, thank you."

"Thank me?" James Brown was puzzled by Emma Campbell’s response.

Emma Campbell snuggled into James Brown’s arms and said softly, "By telling me these things, you’re truly taking Emma to heart. I’m just a poor girl with nothing special to offer, but I know Big Brother Brown is capable and will surely be a great man in the future. I’m not worthy of you at all, only someone like Sister Melody Yoody truly matches you; she is the one suited to be your wife."

"Emma... you..." James Brown felt a pang in his heart.

"Big Brother Brown!" Emma Campbell hugged James Brown’s waist tightly, then continued, "Big Brother Brown, my only thought was to follow you for life. When you said you wanted me to be your girlfriend, I was so happy, but I know Emma is not the right one to be your wife. I am willing to be your lover, to be your lover for life."

James Brown’s heart violently stirred. He had never expected Emma Campbell to think this way after disclosing the matter. His guilt towards Emma Campbell was indescribable. He wanted to say something to Emma Campbell, but he felt that no matter how eloquently he spoke, it could not compare to the ocean-like depth of Emma’s feelings. Compared to Emma’s affection for him, he felt incredibly insignificant.

"Big Brother Brown, don’t feel any burden because of me. Actually, being with you like this, I feel less pressure. Otherwise, when I’m with you, I always feel like I know nothing, can do nothing for you, always afraid that I’m not doing well enough, that I’ll let Big Brother Brown down. Now it’s fine, I’ve become Big Brother Brown’s lover, so I don’t have to carry that burden. As long as Big Brother Brown misses me, and I can come over to accompany you, to talk with you, to... let Big Brother Brown hold me like this, I’m satisfied."

"Emma..."

Emma Campbell lifted her head, her face flushed with red, bearing a look of shyness, expectation, and softly said, "Big Brother Brown, could you have Emma today? I want to let Big Brother Brown know, I am yours, forever..."

James Brown closed his eyes for a moment, then gazed into Emma Campbell’s eyes. Emma’s look wasn’t as fiery as Melody Yoody’s, nor as dominating as Joan’s, but the persistent affection in her eyes, the endless threads of tenderness, twined around James Brown’s heart, leaving them inseparable.

"Emma! I love you!" For the first time in his life, James Brown had said these three words to Melody Yoody, but at that time he was young and spoke irresponsibly. This time, when he spoke them, he felt they were so pure; it was Emma Campbell’s love that had purified his own, making this the most earnest, most poignant, and most heartfelt declaration of his life.

"Big Brother Brown, I love you too!" Emma Campbell bravely met James Brown’s gaze, her head slowly lifting, her lips drawing closer to James Brown’s, but her eyes remained open, which was incredibly difficult for a bashful girl.

James Brown’s head also lowered slowly. He always thought that kissing was just kissing, that kissing like in the slow motion of TV shows was nonsense, and that one should just go for it. But at this moment, he found himself kissing Emma Campbell as if in slow motion.

Watching Emma Campbell’s face draw closer, feeling her breath, and smelling the faint fragrance of her breath, all of this intoxicated James Brown. Wine does not intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves. Emma Campbell’s love for James Brown truly intoxicated him. When their lips met, James Brown felt as if there was an explosion in his brain, and his soul flew beyond the clouds.