From now on, she needs to be more mindful. Alaric clearly loved planning surprises, and it seemed like she hadn’t been as considerate as she should have been.What Emerald didn’t realize was that, to Alaric, she was like the bright moon in the sky—so distant and unattainable.The mere fact that she could lower her gaze to look at him was a blessing he’d earned over centuries of patience. All he wanted from her was one thing: to live.He would take care of everything else.After a while, Emerald was freshened up, and she had almost rubbed her skin raw in the process. She even put on a facial mask, hoping to recover from the tears she shed earlier and ensure her complexion looked better.Through the window, the Penthouse Garden was peaceful, with high natural vegetation surrounding it. The air was filled with the sounds of insects and frogs chirping in the night.In the distance, thousands of lanterns lit up the city, casting an ethereal glow. If this had been the scene from her past, E
What started as a soft and delicate kiss grew deeper, their breaths intertwining and growing uneven.Emerald held his face, unwilling to part from him, her fingers tracing his sharp features. His usually composed fox-like eyes were now brimming with affection, his gaze tender yet burning.Her voice, sweet and laced with urgency, escaped her lips, “Aric…”Alaric lowered his eyes, his gaze falling upon her petite figure beside him.The white dress clung to her, accentuating her porcelain-like skin. Against it, the faint blush on her cheeks seemed even more alluring, like the soft glow of dawn.His hand moved gently, caressing her cheek with infinite care. His voice was low and soothing as he murmured, “Take your time. I don’t want to hurt you.”He knew better than anyone how delicate she was. It had been so long since he’d touched her, and in the past, he’d always held himself back. But tonight, his restraint was slipping.Even so, Emerald’s impatience was unmistakable. Her longing matc
"Then, who are their parents?""They were the children of a good friend of mine. He died unexpectedly, and his wife passed away shortly after giving birth. So, I raised the children as my own.""I see." Emerald reached out and poked the scar on his chest. "Then, have you ever..."The man leaned in, his warm breath grazing her ear. "What about it?"They had just finished being intimate, and while Alaric had been gentle with her, he was still unsatisfied.Emerald's voice dropped to a whisper, her fingers brushing across his bare chest. "Other women."People are like that. At first, they just want a roof over their heads, food to eat, and everything they need. But then, they become more and more greedy, thinking about other things.Alaric gently nibbled on her earlobe. "Baby, that night three months ago, didn’t you notice how nervous I was?"He had hidden it so well, acting as calm as an experienced man, that Emerald thought she had met someone rough around the edges.But it turned out,
Emerald looked into his dark, apologetic eyes, her heart aching. She reached up, gently brushing her fingers across his cheek. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her voice breaking as she sobbed, "No... I’m just grateful that you chose me. Aric, please come back soon... I’ll be waiting for you at home..."Alaric whispered softly, his lips brushing her hair, "Good.""And no injuries," she added, her voice trembling."Okay," he promised, his hand caressing her cheek one last time before he carefully led her back to the room, covering her with a quilt. He gently stroked her soft cheek with his fingers, holding her close as if he never wanted to let go."Little Moon, I'll be back soon, and I'll bring you a gift. Sleep well." He leaned in and kissed Emerald gently on the forehead.That night, Emerald fell asleep alone in the large bed in the penthouse.She must have been so tired after the previous night that she slept in until noon. Slowly, she started to stir and prepare to get
She called her "Mom" so naturally, as if they had known each other for years, with no awkwardness at all.But Emerald still felt a slight discomfort in her chest, unable to voice it. She nodded obediently. "Okay."Anastacia, beaming with happiness, patted her cheek. "Oh, you're such a good girl. How is it that my daughter-in-law is so wonderful!"Emerald stared at Anastacia, lost in thought. She realized that her own mother had never offered her praise. No matter what Emerald did, her efforts were met with harsh words. But when someone truly cares for you, even if you do nothing, they will think you're wonderful.At first, Emerald felt a little embarrassed, but those negative emotions quickly faded.In Anastacia's eyes, she saw genuine love and care, as if she were her own child.Anastacia didn't bring along bodyguards or drivers when she went out, but there was a sleek black G-Wagon parked downstairs.Anastacia waved at Emerald. "Hop in, Mom will take you for a ride!"Emerald climbed
The stinging pain radiated through Emerald’s left ear. It felt as if an old wound had been torn open again.Her hearing on that side faded, and a warm liquid began to trickle down. When she raised her hand to touch it, she saw blood smeared on her palm.A sharp female voice suddenly cut through the tense air. “What did you just do to our family?!”Emerald stared at her father’s mouth as it opened and closed, his angry words blurring into nothingness.Her mind drifted to that summer day—when she’d been happily eating an ice cream cone, only to have Eula slap her across the face. The sharp pain had pierced her ear, and her nose had bled, drop by drop, onto the sweltering pavement.The cicadas buzzed freely in the midsummer trees, oblivious to her pain.Now, her father’s furious expression overlapped with Eula’s in her memory, their cruel postures mirroring each other perfectly.Back then, her ear had been perforated, but with swift treatment, her hearing had recovered over time.Today,
When they left the alley, Anastacia bought two candied haws—one for Emerald and one for herself.That’s when Emerald finally understood why Anastacia looked so youthful without makeup. There was an effortless charm about her, something most people didn’t have.After dropping Emerald off at Jiaoyuan, Anastacia leaned against the car door, looking reluctant. "Sweetheart, I have something I need to take care of, so I have to go. Please, take care of yourself."For a moment, Emerald felt what it was like to be truly cared for. She felt a slight pang of reluctance to say goodbye.But she understood that, just like Alaric, Anastacia had her own things to attend to.So she didn’t ask her to stay. "Okay, aunt, have a safe trip."Anastacia looked at her, and after a long sigh, said, "You don’t always have to be so good, you know. Just remember, it doesn’t matter what anyone else says about you and that brat. Especially with the Corrigan family... don’t listen to a word from them, especially wi
On the screen, all Emerald revealed was her chin and red lips. Slowly, the tip of her tongue traced her lips, her voice soft and alluring."Aric, do you want to see more?"Alaric couldn’t quite understand where this girl had picked up such things. His pulse quickened, a rush of excitement coursing through him that felt even more intense than if she were right in front of him.He found himself whispering in a low voice, "I want to..."The last few times he’d seen Emerald, it always seemed like she showed up under strange circumstances. For instance, during the last high-level meeting, she’d made a remark about having "one foot in each boat." And now, these older men were still pretending to be scoundrels, toying with the emotions of younger girls.The rumors about him being in two places in one night had spread wildly, and somehow, even in the bathroom, he overheard the cleaning lady gossiping about it.The gossip was growing wilder, but it didn’t bother him much. If anything, it helpe
At night, after Emerald had fallen asleep, she would secretly call her mother—until Alaric caught her in the act.At the shareholders' meeting, Alaric eliminated four people and uncovered the one who had been secretly buying up scattered shares.It was Griffin.In a final twist, Mr. Corrigan betrayed him, and Griffin realized too late that he had been played.Alaric regarded him with an icy stare. “Did you really think I’d invite you here for anything else?”He took slow, deliberate steps toward Griffin. “You wanted Teacher Greene to forget me. But in the end, she forgot you instead. You schemed and plotted, but did you ever consider that this would be the outcome?”Griffin let out a bitter laugh, his eyes filled with resentment. “Alaric, you’re unbelievably lucky. Fate favors you—again.”His voice turned sharp with frustration. “Why does it always have to be you?”Alaric’s expression remained unreadable. “I know you blame me. You think your father abandoned you and your son.”Griffin
Now that Alaric had decided to marry Emerald, he naturally had to address the issue of inheritance.He had promised that he wouldn’t let Emerald suffer any injustice.James was thrilled but hesitant to believe it. He looked up at her cautiously and asked, “Can I really call you that?”Emerald knew that despite his tough exterior, he was actually very sensitive.She crouched down, gently running her fingers through James’s hair. “Of course, if you want to.”Without hesitation, James threw himself into her arms. “I do! Of course, I do—Mom.”His tears fell onto her neck, and Emerald’s lips curved into a soft smile.I just got a son this big out of nowhere.James was so attached to her that even when they walked, he would hook his little fingers around hers.It all felt like a dream.When Emerald looked up, she noticed Jamilah standing on the terrace, silently watching her. Their eyes met for a brief moment before Jamilah quickly turned away.James sighed and explained, “Mom, my sister ha
"Get ready, that’s where we’re landing," Alaric whispered in her ear.As they descended, Emerald noticed the intricate details within the rose fields—windmills, charming fairy-tale cottages, and delicate pathways weaving through the flowers.It was the kind of place that would go viral the moment people saw it—a dreamlike destination straight out of a storybook.Under Alaric’s steady control, they landed smoothly on the soft grass. The moment Emerald unbuckled her harness, she threw her arms around him, holding him close.The air was thick with the intoxicating scent of roses, and amidst it all, she could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat."Emerald Greene, I will never let anything hurt you again. From now on, I will make sure you're happy—forever.""Mm. I believe you.""Wow! This is straight out of a movie!" Iris gasped, pinching Gio’s arm. "I must be dreaming—this kind of romance isn’t even this dramatic in films!"Gio winced. "Ow!""That hurt!""Of course, it hurts! You pinch
Iris, still stunned, turned to stare at him. "Wait… is he that rich? So rich that he could casually win the title of ‘Little Prince’ or something?""He is the one who is the one who is the one.""Brother, why didn’t you tell me he was this handsome?! He’s so young and fair-skinned—he looks like he stepped straight out of an anime! Not a trace of that tacky, nouveau riche vibe at all."Even Emerald was taken aback, though not nearly as much as Iris.Noticing that the young man wasn’t much older than herself, she stepped forward, bent down, and offered him a hand."Are you okay?" she asked.Yngrid grabbed her hand and stood up, flashing a bright, friendly smile. “Don’t worry! Second Sister-in-law, you’re so beautiful! So gentle! No wonder Second Brother has been thinking about you for years—he finally got you.”Alaric frowned, glancing at the knife embedded in the table. “How many times have I told you? Stop running around with a knife in your hand.”Yngrid looked utterly clueless. “But
Emerald was sharp enough to catch the implication. This man was clearly from the Corrigan, but how could he be Alaric’s second brother?Nancy smiled. "It’s a long story. Sister-in-law, come inside quickly. Gabbi has been preparing all morning to welcome you."Gio, who was usually the most lively among them, suddenly looked uncharacteristically serious and polite. "Sorry to trouble you, then."Nancy turned his gaze to the other guest. "Welcome. You must be Ms. Benitez."Iris straightened up, her usual playfulness replaced by a bit of nervousness. "That’s me. Hello, hello."As the group walked inside, Gio trailed behind, but Iris discreetly poked his waist. "Who is he? You seem a little scared of him."She had met Gio’s friends many times, but she had never seen him act this cautious.Gio lowered his voice. "You may not recognize him, but you’ve definitely heard of the Medical Research Institute."Iris froze. "You mean the world’s number one pharmaceutical company?"Her mind was spinnin
The sun shone brightly, and magpies chirped from the branches—a perfect day.Iris, already waiting downstairs, let out a low whistle. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Interlocked fingers? Teacher Greene, Mr. Corrigan, could you two be any sweeter?”Caught off guard, Emerald instinctively tried to pull her hand away.But Alaric tightened his grip. “Don’t let go.”Her cheeks flushed, and she nodded. “Okay.”Iris was about to whistle again when Gio quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. “For the love of god, stop teasing them. My Alaric is the most patient guy—until he’s not.”Iris blinked. “Huh? But Mr. Corrigan seems so refined and gentlemanly.”Gio scoffed. “That’s just for women. When it comes to me, he’s got a double standard.”Clearly, Gio had endured Alaric’s ruthlessness one too many times. If Iris kept poking fun at him, Alaric would undoubtedly find a way to get back at them both.Completely oblivious, Iris had no idea what was happening. She tried to push Alaric into the front passenger seat,
"I won’t say things like that again," she murmured. "If I do, I’m not just belittling myself—I’m belittling your love, too.""That’s right." Alaric rubbed her head gently. "The past is heavy baggage. If you can, let it go. The future will be so much better."She smiled. "Your little Greene has finally grown up.""You have a daddy boyfriend, so you have to grow up."Emerald wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft. "Thank you… for teaching me how to love.""It’s my greatest honor to receive Teacher Greene’s love."Their eyes met, the space between them shrinking as they leaned in—Then Alaric’s phone rang.He exhaled sharply, turning it off without hesitation."Sorry. Let’s pick up where we left off."The caller was persistent. Emerald sighed, nudging Alaric playfully. "Go on, Mr. Busy."He had already spent so much time with her over the past two days, and she was more than content.But Alaric never returned after heading to his study. Emerald waited alone until eleven o’clock
At first, Emerald worried that Gio was just fooling around and that Iris would end up getting hurt. But later, through Alaric, she realized that Gio was genuinely working hard for their future.It was only then that Emerald recognized how extreme her past views had been—believing that marriage was a trap and love was nothing more than fleeting sweetness.Iris, in her simplicity, had understood something far earlier than she did: love is about two people growing together, striving toward a shared future.Even someone like Iris, who had spent years drifting through life, was now determined to change. And that alone was a good start.Gio had seen all kinds of people in his world, but it was Iris—pure and untainted, like a blank canvas—who truly captured his heart. She made him want to protect her.Now, Emerald could finally put her worries to rest.The so-called unreliable playboy hadn’t even touched Iris all this time. That fact alone proved he was someone she could trust."Ember, I'm n
Alaric stared coldly at the woman standing before him, utterly unfazed by her desperation."It doesn't matter who it is. I don’t owe you an explanation."Yngrid’s emotions spiraled out of control again, but before she could lash out, Winston’s expression darkened. The usual elegance in his demeanor vanished, replaced by an icy sharpness."Do you need me to remind you of your place?" he said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade.Emerald watched the scene unfold, quickly deducing that Winston held Yngrid’s fate in his hands. Yngrid’s reluctance was obvious, but in the end, she had no choice but to submit.She took slow, deliberate steps toward Emerald. "Emerald… I’m sorry for what happened," she forced out. "I apologize."Emerald didn’t miss the unwillingness in Yngrid’s eyes. And to be honest, she had no desire to accept it.But she also knew that she had finally convinced Alaric to reconcile, and the partnership with the Santos had been secured. Yngrid’s presence here w