When someone feels pain, they often seek comfort. Emerald suddenly felt a strong desire to stay close to him. She hesitated slightly. "Um..."He looked down at her, patience in his gaze. "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"Emerald bit her lip and softly said, "I just… miss you. Can you hold me?"As soon as the words left her mouth, he wrapped his strong arms around her, closing his eyes and breathing in the soft rose scent of her hair. He felt an overwhelming desire to hold her forever, to keep her so close that she'd become part of him.He held her gently, as if she were a fragile doll that might break with even the slightest pressure, wanting to give her the sense of security he himself felt.Emerald closed her eyes, savoring the peaceful moment. After a few minutes, Alaric lightly touched her head. "Good girl. Rest. The porridge is ready.""Okay," she replied.A little dizzy, Emerald texted the principal asking for leave, then lay down on the pillow and fell asleep. Just before
Now, Alaric believed with all his heart that his woman would prevail. She was like a lotus blooming from the mud, pure and untarnished, with no one braver or more pure than her.Today, Emerald, dizzy but composed, wore flats with the same confidence as heels. Her face, bare of makeup, was flawless even under the scrutiny of cameras. Her beauty struck the onlookers, but it was her eyes that held them—clear and cold, dispelling any notion of her being a seductress.As Emerald walked closer, her expression cold, the parents naturally stepped aside, clearing a path for her.Standing before Mrs. Santos and the child, Emerald spoke with a calm yet cutting tone."Mrs. Santos, although you're Aiden's stepmother, it's clear you care deeply for him. You're a good mother, a role model for parents. But shouldn’t a parent lead by example, avoiding hypocrisy and lies?"Mrs. Santos's eyes widened, seemingly shocked by Emerald’s calm words despite the accusations. She knew Emerald was a good teacher,
This little troublemaker is way too tempting, even while she's asleep. Despite his thoughts running wild, he kept a calm exterior."Hang in there; we’ll be home soon."Emerald, her eyes closed, might have murmured a soft "hmm" from her throat—gentle and kitten-like. Liam focused hard on driving, nearly slamming the brakes when he heard Alaric’s unexpectedly tender voice.Is this really Mr. Corrigan? Could I be possessed by some evil spirits?Liam glanced at the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of Alaric leaning over with his eyes lowered. Though he couldn’t make out the full expression, Alaric’s usually tight jawline looked softer, and there was even a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.Oh my god, Mr. Corrigan is smiling so gently… so dotingly. He looks like a proud father seeing his daughter for the first time, his gaze full of warmth and kindness. As Liam thought that, Alaric suddenly looked up, their eyes meeting in the mirror. Liam quickly looked away, startle
Alaric, looking almost like a scolded child, had a mix of confusion and guilt on his face. His low, hoarse voice trembled slightly, "Emerald, I…"He hadn’t expected her to see him like this. The last thing he wanted was for Emerald to witness such a bloody scene. She was as clean and radiant as the moon, and he—covered in blood—stood in stark contrast to her purity.“Don’t come any closer,” he said instinctively, holding out a hand to stop her.He knew she was sensitive to blood and didn’t want to frighten her. Looking up at the housekeeper, his voice turned cold and steady, “Uncle, please take Teacher Greene upstairs to rest.”The housekeeper saw an opportunity and decided it was time to help them get closer. He thought to himself: It would be a shame if all this blood went to waste by sending Emerald away.While holding back a laugh, the housekeeper casually poked his ear with his pinky and looked up at the sky, ignoring Alaric's sharp glare. “Oh, by the way, young master has been w
After cleaning the wound, Emerald wet a towel to wipe away the remaining blood.She moved the warm towel gently over his skin, her expression focused, her lowered lashes hiding the seriousness in her eyes. When she dabbed at Alaric’s face, her touch was soft, a contrast to his usual rough handling.Alaric had taken care of Emerald many times before, but this was the first time she was the one looking after him.Alaric was leaning back with his legs spread apart, while Emerald stood between them, slightly bent over. Small beads of sweat formed on her nose due to the tension.When their eyes met, Alaric’s gaze grew more intense. “Teacher Greene really learns fast,” he murmured. “I show you once, and you do it this well.”Emerald was caught off guard by his teasing look and suddenly felt the urge to step back.Even though this was Alaric’s house, his private space, she felt like she didn’t belong.“I… I’ll go change the water.”She was about to turn to change the water, holding the towel
Alaric seemed to read her thoughts and gently placed his warm hand over her eyes, resting his palm against her face. She could feel the soft flutter of her eyelashes against his skin, like the delicate wings of a bird.With his other hand, he lifted her wrist and pressed it against his lips. Emerald felt the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips—strong, unwavering, a warmth that seemed to seep into her skin.His voice, low and soothing, whispered in her ear, “Emerald, sometimes you can’t see the truth with your eyes alone. Listen to your heart.”Her vision was obscured, so she focused solely on Alaric's voice and the heat of his presence.He whispered again, “Trust your body to feel it. Baby, I’m right here.”In the quiet living room, a tall man sat on a leather sofa, wearing silk pajamas. The satin fabric shimmered softly in the light, calming his strong, masculine aura, giving him a noble appearance.A girl sat on his lap, her fair skin highlighted by her delicate chin and
“How big is it?” Iris typed.“Baby, want to see it?”“Not only do I want to see it—I’ll create a group so everyone can enjoy it. Make sure it’s HD and uncensored! I can’t wait!”Emerald nearly fainted from the shock.After sending the message, there was still no response from the other side.Emerald’s eyes widened in admiration as she looked at Iris. “Sis, you’re amazing.”Iris grinned. “To deal with perverts, you’ve got to out-pervert them by a hundred times. Make them feel as uncomfortable as they make you.”Emerald couldn’t help but shiver. “You’re so natural at this. It’s kind of scary.”The silence from the other side was deafening, as if they had completely vanished. But despite that, Emerald still felt unsettled. She knew she wouldn’t rest until she found out who was really behind the harassment.If it wasn’t Mr. Santos, maybe it was… Lance?She hadn’t seen him recently. When she subtly asked about it, Alaric mentioned that Lance was on a business trip.During lunch break, Emer
This man... he knew exactly what he was doing.Flushed under his tender gaze, Emerald averted her eyes and almost whispered, “Well... you still haven’t said anything yet.”Since they met, Alaric had never said "I love you" to Emerald. He hadn’t even said "I like you." He was always composed and reserved, leaving Emerald to rely on small details to understand his feelings.Alaric reached over, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “When Ethan chased after you, wasn’t he overly dramatic?”Emerald hadn’t really noticed that before, but now, hearing it from Alaric, she understood what he meant.At first, Ethan tried to win her over with money, but he realized that wasn’t effective. Eventually, he decided to spend time with her every day, hoping she’d feel his presence.Emerald agreed because of the incident with Mr. Santos. That day, every mall owned by Ethan was filled with roses—thousands of fresh ones—and screens displaying his love for her. Though he never named her, it was c
Even Ethan, whom she had fought so hard to win, seemed completely disinterested now. His eyes weren’t on her—they were stuck on Emerald.Mrs. Florida naturally noticed the shift in the atmosphere.She had never liked Emerald. In her eyes, after leaving Ethan, Emerald would never find a man of better status—she was supposed to fade into insignificance.Yet now, standing before her was a woman whose circle was far beyond the Florida's reach. It was an embarrassing reality Mrs. Florida was unwilling to accept.Her lips curled into a sneer. “Look at that vixen, always scheming to climb higher, just like her shameless mother. How can she ever compare to our daughter? Samantha is generous, refined, and outstanding.”Mrs. Valentine quickly chimed in, eager to agree. “Of course! But it doesn’t matter. He will be here soon, and Samantha and Rice will naturally be together. That little vixen will never reach that level in her lifetime.”And as if summoned by their words, Rice arrived.The room
Emerald was restless, even in his sleep. His brows remained furrowed.Alaric watched her sleeping face with a gentle gaze, then pressed a soft kiss between her brows. "Little Moon, you'll get everything you desire."The Next DayNews of the Valentine's grand music dinner had been circulating for a while. Everyone knew that the internationally renowned chef, Rice, wouldn't just be performing at the event—he was also set to take Samantha as his final apprentice.Because of this, the dinner was an extravagant affair. As the pride of the Valentine, Samantha had sent an invitation to Emerald early on, eager to have her attend.She wanted to use this opportunity to flaunt her success.Samantha had always been the one to win. Taking what belonged to Emerald came easily to her, trapping her in an invisible cage with no escape.She had done it since they were children. But what she never expected was that today, Emerald would finally strike back.Emerald touched her ear. After days of adjustme
Alaric was sharp—too sharp for something like this to be a coincidence. It was entirely possible he had orchestrated the whole thing.“Even if he had his own agenda with you,” Alaric said calmly, “why shouldn’t I turn the tables on him?”So Lance had made the first move today. No wonder Emerald had found it strange that a family as prestigious as the Stevens would set her up on a blind date.Alaric must have caught wind of it in advance, which was why he had hijacked Lance’s setup and turned it into his own game.She sighed, shaking her head. “Aric, I can’t even imagine what you’d do to me if you ever became my enemy.”Alaric’s expression turned serious. “Are you scared?” He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a murmur. “Teacher Greene, I won’t let anyone take advantage of you. As long as I can keep you by my side, I don’t care what it takes.”On the screen, a gruesome scene unfolded—a wife who had been murdered years ago had returned, now lying under the bed, her bloodshot eyes
Emerald wanted to cry but had no tears. The woman clung to her like an overenthusiastic pendant—poking her cheeks, touching her arms, and even wrapping her arms around Emerald’s small waist.If she hadn’t firmly gripped her own body for dear life, this woman would have reached her thighs by now!Alaric’s so-called blind date was terrifying. She just wanted to go home.“Enough.” Alaric finally scolded in a low voice.Emerald looked at him with deep gratitude. Yes! Finally, some control!Take care of your own blind date, or she’s going to devour me whole!She gave him a pleading look, silently screaming for help.But instead of rescuing her, Alaric turned serious and said, “You’re not allowed to touch my wife. Hands off.”Wife?!Nina clicked her tongue, withdrawing her hand but not without squeezing Emerald’s waist one last time.“So stingy,” she huffed before smirking. “Tsk, tsk. What a soft waist.”Emerald was this close to crying.What kind of blind date is this?!Wait—no. Why were t
Emerald looked up just in time to see a mother and son approaching. The woman was dressed in an elegant Chanel-style suit, exuding wealth and sophistication. The man beside her was in a well-tailored suit and tie, looking every bit the polished gentleman.Her gaze met his, and in an instant, his eyes lit up."Senior!" he exclaimed excitedly.Emerald’s stomach dropped. Her heart skipped a beat, and for a split second, she wished she could vanish into thin air.Lance?!What kind of twisted luck was this? He practically rolled out the red carpet for coincidence to walk right in!Hadn't Eula said the man she was setting her up with came from an oil empire?Emerald was speechless.Eula, on the other hand, beamed. "Oh? You two already know each other?"Lance’s mother also seemed pleasantly surprised. "So you and Senior went to the same school? What a small world! I didn’t expect you’d be meeting like this—as a couple!"Emerald frantically waved her hands. "It's just dinner!"Emerald had int
Not like me, Emerald mused. She never felt secure enough to sleep without holding onto something—whether it was a pillow, a blanket, or, more recently, him.And somehow, even in sleep, he had adjusted for her.One of his arms was tucked behind her head, holding her close, while his other hand covered hers. Their fingers overlapped perfectly, their wedding rings touching, as if even unconscious, he was anchoring her to him.A warmth spread through her chest.At this moment, with the rippling water around them and the morning sun casting a golden hue over the lotus pond, Emerald felt something profound settle in her heart.So this… this is what it feels like to be loved.Maybe it was because Alaric had been too busy lately, or perhaps it was the novelty of spending the night on a boat with Emerald in his arms, but his sleep was deeper and more restful than usual.The sun had already begun its slow ascent, casting thousands of golden rays across the morning sky. As the light filtered thr
Although Apollo already had two daughters, the Corrigan patriarch favored Alaric. Still, if a son was born first, the old master would undoubtedly take notice.Apollo exhaled sharply. "Then focus on raising your child properly and stay out of these matters. And as for you, Ethan, stop causing trouble for your uncle. Whether or not Emerald marries into the Corrigan—it’s up to the two of them to figure out.""I understand, Uncle," Ethan murmured, his eyes lowering.A flicker of regret crossed his face. The humiliation he suffered tonight—he would make sure to repay it tenfold.Meanwhile, Emerald was in an unusually good mood. She had always been indifferent to such things, but tonight, for the first time, she understood just how satisfying it was to put someone in their place."Aric, I never realized how useful your girlfriend's identity could be," she teased.Alaric caught the playful smile on her lips and smirked. "Baby, trust me—being Mrs. Corrigan is even more powerful than being my
Emerald’s lips curved into the faintest smirk. "Because you never saw me as your girlfriend. No matter how sweet you acted on the surface, deep down, you always treated me like a plaything. But he never did. He knows how to respect a woman.""That’s impossible." Ethan's expression darkened. "There’s no such man in the world. He’s just better at pretending than I am. Don’t be naive, Emerald."Emerald crossed her arms, her voice steady and deliberate. “You’re the naive one. You have no idea how good Alaric is. Even if it were only for three days, I would still choose to like him. Didn’t you say I could never step foot into the Corrigan? Mark my words—one day, I’ll marry into the Corrigan, and you’ll kneel before me, serve me tea, and call me ‘Auntie.’”Ethan wanted to laugh—it sounded ridiculous.But coming from Emerald, it was terrifying.Because he knew exactly what kind of person she was.She was relentless, a natural at anything she put her mind to.Years ago, someone had insulted h
Apollo, standing beside her, felt a headache coming on. His second marriage was already a calculated move, an attempt to secure a foothold in the powerful Corrigan. But now, before Cornelia could even settle into her new position, she had already offended the future head of the household.And Alaric… was not a man who let things slide.No one spoke.No one dared to.Because everyone knew—when Alaric smiled like that, the storm was only just beginning.But Alaric hadn’t just come to dinner tonight—he had come to make a point.And he made sure the Florida understood that.“That’s impossible,” Alaric said lightly, his fingers still resting against the necklace on Emerald’s collarbone. His tone was casual, but his eyes were anything but.“Teacher Greene has fair skin, a beautiful face, and legs that could make anyone jealous. Even women envy her. Whoever had the nerve to say such nonsense must be blind.”The room tensed. Cornelia turned her gaze to Ethan, her voice laced with artificial s