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
The principal’s face turned pale. He hadn’t expected Emerald to respond so decisively."Teacher Greene, we just need an explanation from you. Why are you resigning?" he stammered.Emerald pulled out her resignation letter from her bag, her expression unshaken."I’ve been here a year, and you know exactly who I am. Whether you want to exclude me or ridicule me, I couldn’t care less. But what I do care about is that I don’t need this job, and I don’t want my salary or bonus for this month. Thank you for your concern. This is the end for me. We have a long road ahead, and we will never meet again.""Teacher Greene, don’t leave! We still have things to discuss..." the principal pleaded.Emerald saw through his act—he wasn’t really trying to let her go. He was just looking to leverage her departure for personal gain, using her resignation as a bargaining chip to secure a better position for himself.But Emerald had never taken someone like him seriously.Ariza, who had been so confident mo
“It seems quite difficult to meet you, Teacher Greene,” he remarked, his tone laced with subtle reproach.Emerald responded with a faint smile and a voice that was calm and confident, neither servile nor arrogant.“As a junior, I should have visited earlier. It would’ve saved the old gentleman from spending two hundred thousand unnecessarily.”The old man traced the rim of his teacup with his finger. “To Teacher Greene, two hundred thousand must seem like a fortune, doesn’t it?”Emerald, ever perceptive of people’s emotions and skilled in the art of tea, could have chosen to demonstrate her abilities to win him over. But she didn’t.She knew better. The old man’s prejudice against her wasn’t something that could be overcome with a perfect painting, mastery of tea ceremony, or even submissive behavior.No matter how flawless she appeared, it wouldn’t matter—her lack of a family background comparable to the Corrigans overshadowed everything else.Outside, the rain lashed against the win
Just as he began to breathe in her familiar scent, Emerald suddenly pulled back from his embrace.Before Alaric could react, she reached for his zipper, her hands fumbling to pull it down, clearly intent on stripping off his wet clothes right then and there.“Miss Greene, we are in public,” came a loud cough from behind them.It was Mr. Corrigan, watching the two of them with a disapproving glare.Emerald froze, realizing the situation. What was she thinking, doing something so reckless in broad daylight?Her mind raced back to the explosion she’d heard in the video earlier. She was terrified that Alaric would return with injuries again, just like last time.Emerald couldn’t wait to check if Alaric was injured.But she’d forgotten where they were. Mr. Corrigan was still watching them with an intense gaze. Did he think she was being reckless, or worse, plotting something against his grandson?Her face burned with embarrassment.How humiliating! Just earlier, she’d said such harsh words
What was she even talking about? His beloved grandson, the pride of the Corrigan, reduced to being a trophy husband?This girl! Despite her delicate, beautiful face, every word that came out of her mouth only made him more exasperated. After all this time, she hadn’t mentioned his grandson’s family name, status, or wealth—not even the highly coveted title of Mrs. Corrigan. No, none of that mattered to her. She was fixated on his looks.And if that wasn’t enough, she even called the responsibilities of being Mrs. Corrigan troublesome!Where did this woman even come from? For the first time, Mr. Corrigan felt genuinely stumped.He fumed for a while, his mind reeling, before eventually calming himself. A low cough escaped him as he finally spoke, a hint of resignation in his tone.“Well, it’s... good that you think that way. In the future, when he gets married, I expect him to be the one supporting you. As long as you behave yourself and don’t stir up trouble, I can turn a blind eye to t
She didn’t tell him how terrified she had been after the video cut off that night. How could Alaric understand?He raised his hand and gently patted her back, his voice still thick with desire. "I’ve made you worry. If you give me a little more time, I’ll settle everything before taking over the Corrigans. After that, I’ll never scare you again."Emerald’s eyes lit up. "Really?"He reached out and gently scratched the tip of her nose. "When have I ever lied to you?"Emerald's face lit up with a smile. "I just upset your grandfather. I’m worried you’ll lose your position as heir. Do you really want to go against him because of me?"Alaric had always been clear about his principles, whether it concerned his grandfather or his father.But when it came to Emerald, his priorities shifted. Her interests came first. He would be ambiguous and try to balance both sides, but his loyalty to her was unwavering.He expressed his sincerity, showing just how much he loved her. For her, he would make
Emerald frowned in thought. "If I were the old man, I’d have spread rumors about Ethan and me staying at the same hotel to stir trouble."Alaric nodded, his expression darkening. "It’s very likely Ethan is behind this. He’s been scheming against you for a while.""But it’s not just Ethan," he continued, his tone hardening. "There’s also Ariza."Ethan had tried to use Ariza to sabotage Emerald’s work, while Ariza intended to exploit her position for personal gain.What neither of them realized was that Emerald had already planned to resign long ago to focus on Alaric. Their efforts were wasted punches thrown into thin air."He’s so despicable," Emerald muttered, her voice laced with frustration.Seeing Emerald pouting, Alaric chuckled softly. "If you can let things go, you’ll be rewarded. For now, let’s make life easy for him."Later, Emerald found herself in Alaric’s office again. Thick stacks of folders had piled up during the days he’d been away."Little Moon," Alaric said gently, g
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