After one night had passed, Emma had already buried the emotional pain within herself.In the afternoon, she arrived at the location specified by the counselor on time.People were rehearsing speeches and performances. Everyone was busy with their tasks.However, Emma had waited for quite a while and still did not see her partner.She texted in the three-person group chat, mentioning that person: [Hi, have you arrived?]That person did not respond.Emma checked the time. The agreed-upon time was at 2:00 p.m., and it was now 2:30 p.m., a full half an hour had passed. She hated nothing more than people who were not punctual.Even so, she did not say anything unpleasant. She texted again: [Please respond when you see my messages. It's been more than half an hour since the agreed time. How much longer do I have to wait for you?]After she sent it, she waited for some time, but that student still did not reply to her.Perhaps, the counselor was unable to stand it any longer. He tex
The name "Ron Hagrid" struck Emma like a bolt of lightning, jolting her into total paralysis. Standing frozen on stage, Emma could not hear a thing, even though the applause from the audience roared like thunder.It had been ten days since her enrollment at the university. In that time, she had not crossed paths with Ron, nor had the Hagrid family reached out. She had nearly forgotten why her family sent her to Valtara when Ron reappeared before her. How could she not panic?Evelyn and Cassie shared the thrill. "Holy cow, I never expected the person speaking with Emma would be Ron!"Ron's identity was an open secret in Valtara, especially at the university.Everyone craned their necks to scan the crowd for Ron, but he was nowhere to be seen. The host had to call out again, "Please welcome our outstanding student representative, Ron Hagrid."At that moment, Ron emerged from backstage, approaching the host and Emma with slow, measured steps.The host noticed Emma's distraction and
Ron did not give anyone a chance to react with his final word. He handed the microphone back to the host, strutting off the stage with a total disregard for everyone around. Wherever Ron went, he was the center of attention; every gaze in the room followed his every move.As he approached his gang of misfits, he muttered something to them, and they all followed him, exiting the assembly in full view of the entire school.With Ron gone, it was not just the crowd's eyes following him—it seemed like he had taken their souls with him. No one paid any attention to Emma on the stage.The host quickly passed the microphone to Emma. "You continue."Emma was not fazed, despite being completely ignored by everyone. With Ron out of the picture, she felt more relaxed. When she spoke again, her voice was loud and clear, her emotions palpable. She quickly recaptured everyone's attention.The morning flew by, and as the assembly dispersed, Emma and her dormmates headed back to their room.Buzzi
Emma was not surprised that Ron was drawn to such a vibrant girl.Deborra slammed tennis balls one after another, rapidly emptying a small cart. She finally turned to Emma, wiping sweat with a towel. Her gaze mixed scrutiny with disdain. "Emma? From South Florivera?""Yes," Emma replied."Play tennis?" asked Deborra.Being immersed in the arts by the Blue family, Emma became a maestro in music and painting, leaving no time for physical training. Her athletic ability was notably lacking. "No, I don't."Swinging her racket, Deborra forcefully returned a ball shot by the machine. "Tennis isn't exactly a high-end sport. You can hire a private coach for just a few hundred bucks a lesson. Your folks are too tight to cough up that kind of cash?"'A few hundred bucks, just like that—a month's living expenses for many ordinary folks,' Emma thought to herself, biting her tongue. "What do you want from me?"Deborra paced slowly toward Emma, racket in hand. "Heard you're engaged to Ron?""
Deborra knew that if there was anyone to blame, it was her family's inability to penetrate the elite circles of Valtara's three major families.The Costner family, a name towering unreachable for many, paled in comparison to the Hagrids. Had things been different, she, not Emma from South Florivera, would have been the one to join forces with Ron.Deep down, Deborra understood the whole picture, but she refused to accept it. She stubbornly blamed Emma for everything that had gone wrong.Meanwhile, Ron had already gathered his motley crew of friends at his house near the school. This place, a sprawling two thousand square-foot loft, was his first major purchase during his freshman year. He spent most of his university days living there.Since Ron was the only one living there, he had transformed the space into a bachelor's dream. The extra rooms were knocked through to create an ultimate game room. He would invite various classmates over daily under the guise of "game testing"—a cle
Ron got the call earlier today from Philip. "Ron, I've arranged for you and Emma to give that speech together. You've got to be there."He knew it was his grandfather's doing, nothing to do with Emma.Ron lit a cigarette in frustration, taking hard drags as he thought about her. Her small face, the size of a palm, seemed so fragile, as if she would topple over with a gust of wind.Hugh strolled over, taking a seat next to him. "Ron, what do you think of my girlfriend?"Ron blew out a smoke ring and asked casually, "Which one?"Hugh retorted, "What kind of question is that? Yeah, I've dated a bunch, but never two at the same time. I always break it off clean before moving on to the next."Ron gave him a cold look. "Can't live without a woman, huh?"Hugh shot back, "You think everyone's like you, swearing off relationships? You've never had a girlfriend, so you don't know how soft it feels to hold one. I don't blame you."Ron just scoffed.Hugh continued, "I'm asking you serious
Hugh thought, 'So, he's not admitting it? If he doesn't admit it, does that mean I can do whatever I want with her?'Ron shot back, "Did I ever stop you from chasing her?"Hugh, frustrated, thought to himself, 'Damn! Who talks like that?'Ron, with a challenging tone, asked, "What's the matter? Getting cold feet?"Hugh cautiously asked, "So, you're saying I can keep pursuing Emma?"Ron said, "You better move fast and seal the deal with her."Hugh finally grasped Ron's cruel intent. "Ron, oh Ron, you're ruthless. You want me to woo your fiancée, hoping something happens between us, so you can call off the engagement. But did you ever think about the consequences? What would Emma have to endure?"This meant disgrace for the Hagrid family, it meant Ron could not even keep a woman, and it meant Emma would never have a good life ahead.Ron did not care about the first two points, but when it came to fragile Emma, it was a different story. But he did not want to let his heart soften.
Hugh sighed. "I'm heartbroken, man. Can't even think about playing games right now."Ron shot him a dismissive look. "Then you can hit the road, buddy."Hugh's voice hardened. "What's with your attitude, asking me to help test your game? Now that it's making money, you've changed. Ron, you can't be like this, or you'll end up with no friends."Ron smirked. "You're quite the chatterbox. How did you manage to snag a girlfriend?"Hugh chuckled, leaning in. "You got the wrong idea about girls, my friend. I have a girlfriend because, first, I'm good-looking, and second, I've got cash. Handsome and wealthy, that's the hottest commodity in the dating market."Ron laughed heartily. "Instead of being a person, you treat yourself like merchandise."Hugh rolled his eyes. "I was speaking metaphorically."Ron had had enough of the banter. He checked his watch, then stood up abruptly.Hugh persisted, his tone incredulous. "You bring all these people to your place to test the game, and they'r
Emma turned and dashed into the bathroom. She cranked the faucet on and splashed water on her face, aiming to soothe her nerves.Although they were engaged, they were still too young, with countless uncertainties looming over their future. The possibility of actually walking down the aisle was up in the air.Decisions made in a rush of happiness could eventually become sources of regret. And Emma knew all too well that she couldn't afford any regrets.She thought that fortunately, Ron hadn't pushed things further, which gave her time to cool off.After freshening up, Emma stepped out to find Ron on the balcony, a cigarette in hand.She couldn't resist chiding him, "I've told you to cut down on smoking. Why can't you seem to remember?"This time, Ron complied, snuffing out the cigarette. "We should get some sleep. We've got to put our best foot forward when we meet your family tomorrow.""Okay, I'll sleep on the couch. You take the bed," Emma responded.Ron simply replied, "As y
Ron looked at her dawdling pace with disdain. "If you, a lady, can handle it, why can't I, a grown man, stay?"His words sounded noble, but Ron regretted them the moment they arrived at the hotel.Despite now earning a decent income, Emma was still reluctant to spend money.This place was hardly a hotel; it was clearly a budget inn charging only a few dozen bucks a night. The hygiene was questionable at best, and safety seemed like a gamble.Ron turned on his heel, dragging her suitcase behind him. "We're leaving, now.""It's too late, and we can't get a refund for the room.""Are you trying to get us killed?"Emma fell silent, her thoughts a whirlwind of frustration. 'I told him he wouldn't be used to cheap places. He insisted on coming with me, and now he won't even let me stay here alone. Why is he so annoying?'However, considering Ron had rushed over in the middle of the night to help her, Emma decided not to hold it against him.Ron picked the best hotel in the area—the
Rebekah glanced over at Ron; she exchanged a knowing look with him before saying, "I'll have someone tidy up the rooms. Why don't you two stay here tonight and keep me company?"Ron replied simply, "Sure."Emma had purchased a midnight flight back to South Florivera, necessitating a rush to the airport, which made staying over after dinner impossible.Yet, she found herself at a loss for words, struggling to decline Rebekah's kind offer.As she hesitated, Ron stepped in to clear the air. "Mom, I've got something on tonight. After dinner, I'll drive Emma back to her dorm."Rebekah raised an eyebrow. "What's so important?" she wondered aloud, thinking, 'Wasn't he the one insisting Emma stay over? What's he up to now?'Ron kept it mysterious. "Life stuff."Rebekah could not help but chide him lightly, "You, always the joker."Right after dinner, Ron insisted on leaving to take Emma back to her dormitory. But as soon as they were out of the gated community, he asked, "So, you reall
Ron chuckled. "I didn't know you were aware that even a cornered rat will fight."Emma shot him a glare. "Are we going or not?"Ron quickly said, "Of course. When Miss Blue commands, how can I dare not obey?"Fearing another of his notorious driving escapades, Emma hastily buckled her seatbelt as she settled into the car.Thankfully, this time Ron kept it smooth, driving steadily.As they neared their destination, Ron finally spoke up, "You know, that Tucker guy is a married man. Don't let his kindness fool you into being the other woman."Emma's gaze on Ron was fiery, seething with anger. "Do you even hear yourself? Is that what you think of me? For the last time: Tucker and I share nothing more than a mentor-mentee relationship. There's nothing else between us.""I'm just looking out for you, worried you might get deceived," Ron said, witnessing Emma's fury for the first time. Yet, he could not help but find her anger not at all intimidating, but rather endearingly foolish.R
The two sisters had a pact: no cell phones at home to keep their secrets from the prying eyes of the Blue family. Thus, Emma could call only at prearranged times, the sole window for Rihanna to catch up.Rihanna's voice bubbled with excitement over the phone, as she chattered away about her life's minutiae.Knowing Rihanna was doing well eased Emma's mind.Just as Emma was about to end the call, she heard Rihanna's voice, soft and wistful. "You're really not coming home for the holidays? If you don't, I'll be all alone."Emma's heart clenched at those words, and she made up her mind in an instant. "I'll come back the day before New Year's Eve."The Blue family had their hands full with festivities that day, too busy to notice Rihanna's absence. Emma figured slipping back unnoticed then would be her best shot.After hanging up, Emma immediately booked a flight from Valtara to South Florivera. With her ticket secured and her last bit of work finished, Emma prepared to leave her off
Emma had no interest in romance, let alone the audacity to dream that Ron might fancy her.This time, she did not pick up the thread of conversation.After dinner, Ron, as usual, drove Emma back to the university.Before parting, Ron said, "Winter break is almost upon us, and the dorms might be off-limits. Are you sure you don't want to stay at my place for a couple of months?"Emma offered a smile in response. "Thanks for the offer. I've spoken with the dorm supervisor and submitted an application in advance. I'll be able to stay over the holiday period."Ron paused before saying, "Well, if you need anything, just let me know. I'll text you my number in a bit; make sure you save it."Emma nodded. "Sure."Without further ado, Ron drove off.Upon returning to her dorm, Emma saw Evelyn and Cassie, busy packing their bags, surrounded by gifts for their parents bought from Valtara.Evelyn asked Emma, "Are you really not going home for the winter break?"Emma replied, "No, I won't
Emma did not have the guts to risk failure because she did not have a safe haven to fall back on.Lucas kicked Ron in the shin. "Come on, if you fancy her, out with it. No Hagrid heir dithers like this."Ron glared at him. "Mind your own business." In his head, Emma was already his. The thought of losing her was unimaginable.Lucas said, "Without my meddling, she'd never be yours."Ron changed the subject. "I called you here for a serious discussion."Lucas replied, "No matter how serious, it can't outweigh the matter of your lifetime happiness."Ron was exasperated. "Lucas!"Lucas relented. "Alright, alright, you talk, I'm all ears."Ron spelled out Emma's music venture with Tucker. After hearing it all, Lucas could not help but see Emma in a new light."Never pegged Emma as such a dark horse," Lucas said.Silently listening to their conversation, Emma was thrilled to have her work recognized.Lucas said, "But, getting back to it, whether a song makes money, and how much, d
Ron barked, "Lucas!"With a chuckle, Lucas responded, "Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing Emma. I'm starving. Let's grab some food and talk business while we eat."Ron snapped, "Get lost!"Lucas could not help but revel in Ron's frustration. "Ron, have you fallen so quickly? Who was it that told me they would never accept an arranged marriage?"Emma was increasingly confused by their banter. "If it's inconvenient for me to be here, I can just take a cab and leave."Ron said, "Call you dumb and you won't admit it!"Emma thought to herself, 'I didn't want to be a third wheel, cramping their style. Was that really so wrong? No good deed goes unpunished, apparently.'Suddenly, Ron grabbed Emma's hand and led her inside. "It's cold out; let's go inside."Emma had to quicken her pace, practically being dragged along.Seeing them together, Lucas laughed heartily from behind. "Ron, oh Ron, never thought I'd see the day.""Don't laugh too soon. Your day is coming," Ron shot back.Th
Emma said, "Okay."Ron asked, "Have you won over your crush?"Lucas responded, "Secret."Ron replied, "Looks like you haven't won her over."Lucas said, "As long as I make a move, there's no girl I can't win over. But I haven't made a move yet because the timing isn't right."Ron asked, "Is it because of the Sandow family?"Lucas answered, "The Sandow family wants to marry their daughter to me, and my family wants me to marry her too. But I've told them long ago that I'm not willing to do that. Nobody can make me marry a girl I don't like."Emma remained silent. 'I didn't expect that Lucas would also have the same problem as me and Ron.'It seems like the wealthier the family, the more they'll arrange marriages based on social status without considering personal preferences.'Lucas seemed to sense Emma's thoughts. "Emma, my situation with the Sandow girl is different from yours and Ron's. Don't lump us together."Ron looked at Emma and suddenly said, "There isn't any other gi