Bowen soothed his nerves, carefully analyzed, even this can't define anything, maybe it's just because he hasn't had much contact with women, he has been instilled by politics since he was a child, and he rejects women related to politics, and his mother's tragic ending caused by his marriage deeply stabbed Bowen's heart.

Bowen, who was infinitely bored at the thought of this, threw the list to the desk casually, and lay down on the bed with his clothes closed.

The night breeze on the top floor was slightly cool, and Bowen gradually fell asleep.

Where is this? The surrounding darkness was dark and there were no fingers, and the spotlight above his head shone directly and shrouded Bowen, as if surrounded by a beam of light, suddenly Bowen saw a blood-red hand stretched out in front of him, he suddenly tensed his nerves, and watched this bloody hand reach into his body.

Bowen let out a suppressed yell, and opened his eyes, "It's you."

"Master Bowen has a nightmare"?

"Yes"!

Emma continued her hand movements and covered Bowen with the quilt, "I heard the young master calling, I'll come over and take a look."

"Just in time," Bowen clasped Emma's hand.

Feeling Bowen's strength, Emma showed a faint smile, "It must be a terrible dream, it's rare to see the young master have nightmares."

"It's scary, I dreamed of a blood-stained hand coming into my body, oh no, that guy's skin is red, the color of blood."

"It's okay young master, I'm on the other side", Emma said as she turned on the wall lamp next to the bed, "Sleeping with the light on, will the young master feel better"?

"Emma", Bowen paused, lowered his head, and looked up at her intently again, "Can you stay?"

"Okay, young master".

Seeing Emma get up, Bowen grabbed her, "Don't sleep on the sofa, just sleep on the bed", Emma looked at Bowen silently, and the frightened Bowen hurriedly turned around, "Just sleep like this for one night, go to sleep"!

It took a long time for Emma to answer, "Yes, young master."

Bowen, who had his eyes open, felt Emma's breath and knew that she was sleeping in the bed, Bowen spoke again, "Come and sleep, this bed is big."

"That's fine, Master Bowen, the lights are on, I'll be by your side, and you won't feel scared anymore."

"Oh, maybe", Bowen bit his lip and turned closer to Emma, "so I won't be afraid".

"Bowen", Emma exclaimed softly, seeing Bowen hugging her tightly and resting her head on her back, Emma suddenly stiffened her whole body.

"Don't talk, that's all".

After a long pause, Emma spoke, "Yes, Master Bowen."

Time passed minute by minute, Emma, whose heart was beating violently, relieved herself, and listened to Bowen's gasping for a long time before gradually subsided, Emma thought to herself, it must be a terrible dream that made Bowen so dependent on her.

Emma felt Bowen carefully, he should have fallen asleep now, Emma, who had been in this position, wanted to turn around and was afraid of waking Bowen, Emma breathed silently, and she fell asleep vaguely when it was almost early in the morning.

The same dream, the dark space, there was a spotlight overhead, and a blood-colored hand stretched out in front of her eyes, Emma was alert, this should be Bowen's dream, it seems that she really cares about Bowen, and she actually had the same dream.

Seeing that hand was about to touch herself, Emma instinctively resisted, what happened? Why can't the body move, I can only watch the hand reach into the heart.

Emma frowned, biting her upper lip, the tightness of her heart that she couldn't have turned a blind eye to, and she could feel her hands spinning around her body, as if grasping something.

I didn't dare to fall asleep when I had a nightmare, I had Emma by my side, and I treated her like this, I always felt a little unbearable in my heart, and Bowen, who couldn't sleep well, opened his eyes after a while.

Listening to Emma's dream sound, Bowen turned Emma's body around, and seeing her frowning slightly, Bowen shook gently, "Emma wake up, Emma".

Emma quickly adjusted to the tension of resistance, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" What do you want to do"?

"Heh, pass".

Seeing that the hand left the body, Emma hurriedly asked, "What is the pass?" Who are you"?

"Wake up Emma, wake up".

Emma awoke from her dream and looked straight at Bowen.

Bowen whispered, "What's wrong?" Do you have nightmares too"? As he spoke, he gently wiped the cold sweat on Emma's forehead.

It took a long time for Emma to speak, "Ugh! Bowen ...... Young Master".

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare, don't be afraid".

"Yes", Emma gasped, and the dream could not be left in her mind.

Seeing that Emma was still stiff, Bowen took it upon himself to hug Emma, gently patted her body and whispered, "It's okay, it'll be fine in a while, it's okay."

Emma, who was also frightened, hugged Bowen tightly, and said with a heartbeat, "I seem to have a dream like the young master."

"What did you dream about"? Bowen was still slapping her like a child.

"I dreamed of a hand reaching into my heart".

"Does it hurt"?

"It doesn't seem to hurt."

"Although it doesn't hurt, but I must be very scared to see such a bloody guy, I was also woken up by such a fright, Emma, you are really loyal to me, you can have the same dream as me", thinking about it day and night, Emma must have been thinking about his affairs so it is like this, it seems that he is indeed very important in Emma's mind, Bowen suddenly has a little more pity.

"Master Bowen, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dreamed of you."

"What are you talking about, can dreams be controlled, we will be able to go back to France after a while, there will be a lot of security when we return to our hometown, and we will not have nightmares again."

"Master Bowen", Emma buried her head in Bowen's arms, she felt that even if she didn't return to her hometown, as long as she had Bowen by her side, she would feel very safe, and she was deeply infatuated with Bowen's breath, and she never wanted to leave again.

Bowen gently comforted, "It's okay, I'm here!" Sleep", Emma snuggled in her arms for the first time, feeling that she was not as tough as when she was a bodyguard, and she was still a weak woman who needed his protection very much, Bowen felt her heart, felt Emma's dependence, and hugged her tighter.

'Bowen', Emma cried out in her heart, his embrace was so warm, his delicacy was so intoxicating, but she couldn't have any of these, 'just let me indulge once tonight, just once', Emma said to herself, showing infinite tenderness, forcing herself to fall asleep quickly.

Listening to her heartbeat, listening to her breathing, Bowen stopped the beating of his hand, and then Bowen looked at Emma's face carefully, only to realize that she was really beautiful, and to realize that it was a very sweet thing to hug her in his arms.