Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 678

When Vincent came out of the room, he found someone squat at the door.

Emily curled up and leaned against the door. She wore pink pajamas and half her face was exposed. Her eyelashes were long and her long black hair hung down to the floor.

She slept soundly like a kitten, and her breathing was even.

Rex whispered at the door, "She's been here since 5 o'clock. I asked her but she didn't speak, just squatting here."

Vincent flipped his hand and Rex left quietly.

The guards who stood against the wall also disappeared one after another. The entire corridor was left with Vincent and Emily. The air was serene and quiet. The air after the rain penetrated through the open window, mixed with a hint of floral fragrance, accompanied by bursts of birds. It seemed that one could smell nature.

Hazily, Emily opened her eyes. Suddenly, she saw a magnified handsome face in front of her. She muttered, "Mr. Vincent?"

"What are you doing here?" Vincent rubbed her head.

Emily seemed to have not woken up. She looked down at herself and asked hesitantly, "I ... What am I doing here?"

"Emily?" Vincent looked at her in doubt.

Emily nodded. "Yeah."

Vincent was uncertain. He lifted her chin, looked straight into her eyes, and asked, "Who am I?"

Emily was at a loss for a second before replying, "You are Mr. Vincent."

It was not her.

Vincent released his hand and looked at her gently. "You don't remember why you came to my door?"

Emily shook her head. "I don't remember."

"Then what else do you remember?" he asked.

Emily frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, her face whitened. She grabbed Vincent's sleeves and said, "Fire."

"Had a nightmare?" Vincent tried to confirm.

Emily nodded. "Blazing fire."

"It's okay. Just a nightmare." Vincent pulled her up from the ground and said, "Go downstairs and have breakfast."

Emily obediently held his hand, and when they walked to the corner of the stairs, she said, "Mr. Vincent, I dreamed that you were dead."

Vincent stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her. He finally realized that she had not dreamed of the fire last night, but remembered the previous car accident.

"And?" he asked.

"Your hair." "Your hair is black in the dream," she pointed at his hair.

Vincent looked at her and asked, "Did you talk to me in the dream?"

Emily lowered her head and thought for a moment before answering, "I did, but I don't remember those words."

"If you can't remember, then don't." "Let's go have breakfast first." Vincent held her hand and continued walking down the stairs.

"Alright."

Rex brought a few boiled eggs from the kitchen, then heated two cups of milk and brought them to Vincent and Emily.

Emily asked as she ate, "Where's mom? Is she still asleep?"

Rex looked at his watch, "I guess so. I'll go and check."