Thankfully, it was the off-season, and Abigail managed to snag a fairly nice single room in a chain hotel for just over 300 dollars. By the time she had settled in, the dawn was creeping in. After tidying up a bit, Abigail surrendered to her weariness, falling into a deep slumber that lasted until nearly noon, completely throwing off her internal clock. As per her usual routine, she grabbed her phone the moment she woke. Two messages awaited her, both from Stella.Stella: [Abigail, Lucas told me you're visiting Berrybrook. If you're free at noon, shall we grab lunch together?]Stella: [Abigail, text me back when you're up. I won't call you in case I wake you up.]Abigail promptly texted back: [Sounds great! Where are you? I'll come to you now.]Stella quickly responded with an address. Upon checking it, Abigail found the restaurant to be just a quarter-mile away from her hotel, a mere few-minute walk. After a hurried morning routine, she set out for the restaurant.Upon arrival, s
For the past two months, Ron had been on a relentless hunt for Emma, scouring every place she might have possibly gone, yet not a trace was found. Emma had not merely disappeared from his life; she seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. With each day that passed without a sign of her, the terror of losing Emma forever burrowed deeper into Ron's heart. He found himself unable to eat, unable to sleep. When sleep did manage to claim him, his dreams were haunted by Emma's visage, her eyes reproachful as though he had committed some unforgivable act against her. Time and again, he sought out Xander, pleading with him to reveal Emma's whereabouts. He vowed he would not intrude on her life, that he merely wished to see her from afar. Yet, no matter what he said, Xander remained unyielding.Ron knew that the problem lay with Abigail. Hence, he had his men watch her incessantly, waiting for a moment when she was unprotected so he could abduct her and force Xander to hand over Emma
Ron gave Xander a long, meaningful look before finally departing into the night.After Ron left, Paxton returned to Xander's side. His head hung low, a picture of utter defeat. "Mr. Zane, it was my mistake this time. Punish me in any way you see fit."Xander turned his gaze to Paxton. From this angle, the scar on Paxton's face looked particularly gruesome, like a centipede crawling across his skin. "Does the wound on your face still hurt?"Paxton shook his head. "No, it doesn't."Xander instructed, "You can go now."Paxton blinked, looking up at him. "You won't punish me for my failure?"Xander turned his back, gazing out of the window. "Right now, I haven't announced Abigail's identity to the outside world, so my business adversaries who are eyeing me like tigers won't cause trouble for her. Once I disclose Abigail's identity, many of the dangers lurking around me will shift onto her."Berrybrook was not as bustling as Florivera, even in its downtown area, with just a few skysc
Dr. Sander understood, but any mother would naturally worry about her son. The thought of her son living on the edge daily made her heart hang in mid-air, an unsettling mix of unease and dread. Tenderly, she traced the ghastly scar that marred Paxton's face. "You've had it tough, my son..." That scar was a brutal reminder of his fierce loyalty to Xander, an injury obtained during a desperate battle a few years ago. Not just his face, but his body bore numerous such marks. That time, their lives had hung by a thread in Alvonia, under the guns of brutal thugs.Gently removing her hand, Paxton comforted her. "Don't cry, Mom. I no longer feel the pain."Wiping her tears, Dr. Sander drew a deep breath. "You're right. We chose this path and must remain loyal to our master, even at the cost of our lives." Paxton nodded. Dr. Sander continued, "I believe Xander's protection of Abigail goes beyond her status as his wife. He must care for her deeply. You must be even more vigilant about Abigail
Of all the men present, only Xander managed to utter a sentiment that struck a chord with Abigail, earning him a silent mental applause.Lucas chuckled. "Xander, do you really think you're in any position to talk about marital harmony? Maybe you should sort out your own wife first."Xander disregarded him, turning his attention back to Abigail."Good afternoon, Mr. Zane," Abigail greeted with a courtesy that felt formal, making the lines of Xander's face tighten in apparent disapproval. But she was too far away to notice.Lucas, the eternal showman, pulled Stella closer to him, digging his fingers slightly into her waist, before burying his face in the crook of her neck for a whiff. "I'm making it clear; Stella isn't taking a single step away from me."Stella tried to draw back, but Lucas's firm grip held her in place. "Lucas, have some shame. We're being watched," she muttered under her breath, but her plea fell on deaf ears as Lucas continued to nuzzle her ear. "Honey, it's been
Xander turned his head. His fierce, gloomy eyes were filled with warnings when he stared at Ron."Xander, I was just casually chatting with Abigail. Why are you so nervous?" Ron slowly pressed the cigarette butt on the ashtray. He said with a half-smile, "Abigail, I want to talk to you alone for a while after the meal. Are you okay with that?"No matter what Ron was planning to do, Abigail never thought of backing down. Moreover, she wanted to try her best to help Emma. "Sure."Abigail agreed but not Xander. He was still staring at Ron with his terrifying gaze as he said to Abigail, "Abigail, accompany me to see a project after the meal.""Okay." To Abigail, work was always the priority. She then said, "Mr. Hagrid, why don't we chat at night after I'm done with my work in the afternoon?""You might not be free at night either." Ron lit up another cigarette. He smiled as he said, "Xander, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I'll tell Abigail your secret? Or are you afraid t
"Still have her in my heart? I'm Ron. I can have any woman I want. Do you think I won't be able to let go of one woman?" Ron grabbed his glass of alcohol and drank it in a gulp. He then forcefully put the glass back on the table before he strode outside.He denied it. But he could not deny his true thoughts.Although he was reluctant to admit it, he could not deny the fact that he still cared for Emma. She had left him for several months. And during this period of time, he did not even know how he managed to cope with it.Every day felt like a year to him....Alwyn frustratedly shrugged his shoulders as he said, "Xander, shall we continue eating?"Xander turned his head to look at Abigail. She looked very sorry. It made him feel very uneasy. He then pushed the meatballs dish toward her and said, "Let's continue eating."Abigail did not hesitate to pick up a piece of meatball with a fork and put it in her mouth. She looked like a little mouse when she ate. She looked especially
Susie was a foodie. She could not resist delicious food. But now she was not interested in eating at all. She was fully focusing on Xander's every moment.She had not thought about that previously. And she did not feel that the way Xander looked at Abigail was not like how a superior looked at a subordinate.It was hard for her to ask Alwyn face-to-face there. So, she grabbed her phone to text Alwyn on WhatsApp: [Alwyn, answer me honestly. When I'm not around, do you look at your assistant this way too?]Alwyn replied: [Do I have a female assistant?]Susie angrily questioned him: [So if you have a female assistant, you'll look at her this way?]Alwyn felt wronged: [Since when have I looked twice at another woman?]Susie: [You don't do that when I'm around. How do I know if you ever did that behind my back? Look at what kind of friends you have. He has a wife. And yet, he's interested in another woman. He's so shameless.]Alwyn explained: [Xander is definitely not the kind of man
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