"Th-thank you for taking me home, Mr. Corrigan. Please take care on your way back," she said politely as she stepped out of the car.Her cold, formal words created a distance between them. Alaric stared at her in silence, wondering why she had suddenly become so distant. Was she really upset with him for not agreeing to her earlier request?Emerald didn’t wait for his response. The night wind tousled her long hair, and the streetlights cast her shadow long on the pavement, but the loneliness she felt was unmistakable.When she arrived at her unit, she immediately showered and headed to her bedroom. From her balcony, she noticed Alaric’s car still parked by the roadside. Her floor wasn’t too high, so she could clearly see the people inside. She spotted an arm hanging out the window, the glow of a cigarette between Alaric’s fingers. She couldn’t be sure if he was staring up at her, but that’s what it felt like.Stepping back into the room, Emerald closed the curtains with a swift swipe,
When Mr. Gozon heard this, he immediately pushed Ariza toward the man, causing her conversation with Emerald to be interrupted. The man glanced at Ariza as she subtly nudged Emerald aside and extended her hand in front of him. "Hi!" The man furrowed his brow and continued to stare at her. Meanwhile, Iris hurried over to Emerald. "How embarrassing. She's so dramatic," she whispered to Emerald while watching Ariza’s actions. "I know why you're here. Please tell Mr. Corrigan that—" "Teacher Greene..." the man called out to Emerald, turning to her before Ariza could finish what she was saying. Ariza froze in place. The man didn’t even look at her for more than a moment! People around them started murmuring, and Mr. Gozon frowned. What was happening? Didn’t Mr. Corrigan send her a few bottles of wine last night? Emerald turned her gaze back to the man carrying an office bag. It was then that she recognized him—he was the man who was always behind Alaric whenever he picked u
When Max left, the atmosphere in Emerald’s classroom suddenly lightened. Mr. Gozon immediately approached her and gave her a sudden hug. After letting go, he looked around at everyone and even gave a brief round of applause. "Teacher Greene, this entire school is so grateful for your hard work. I thought you had completely dropped the project, but you were working on it in secret all along," he praised her, moving in for another hug, but Emerald stepped back. He only let out a dry laugh and turned his gaze toward Ariza. "Not like some people who don’t know how to keep their word and think this is all just a game." Emerald almost gagged in disgust at the principal’s behavior, listening as he spoke. It was as if he had immediately forgotten how he treated her before knowing about the contract. "Maybe it was Teacher Iris’s boyfriend who gave you the wine, Teacher Ariza, not Mr. Corrigan. Maybe you had too much to drink and started hallucinating," one of the other teachers comme
“If everything looks good to you, Mr. Florida, the price is fifty thousand pesos. I accept cash or cheque, whichever is more convenient for you,” Emerald said, averting her gaze from Damon’s irritating stare.“Perfect timing. I brought cash,” he boasted, his smirk widening.He pulled out a wad of cash, then with a smug grin, said, “Here, take it, Teacher Greene.”Before Emerald could take the money, Damon flung it into the air. In an instant, it seemed to rain cash in front of her.Stacey, witnessing the scene, immediately got an idea. She frowned and turned to Damon.“Mr. Florida, did you commission Emerald's paintings just to insult and embarrass her like this?” She couldn’t hold back anymore.Damon ignored her, his sharp gaze fixed on Emerald, who showed no visible emotion. Long ago, he couldn’t stand her distant and cold demeanor. He thought humiliating her would finally crack that icy composure, that he would see her react.But once again, he was wrong.Emerald shrugged and stood
Despite his anger, Emerald remains calm."Mr. Florida, do I need to remind you why we broke up?" Emerald swallows the painful lump in her throat. "I didn’t make a scene when you cheated, and I didn’t argue when you blamed me for everything. I gave you enough dignity and did what was right for all three of us.""I gave you my heart and soul, but you’ve always been so distant. You didn’t even react when I cheated! Do you think you deserve my kindness? You’re heartless." Ethan’s voice is full of resentment.Emerald adjusts the strap of her bag and nudges a piece of broken glass with her foot."I even thought about marrying you, Ethan."Ethan was taken aback."I cooked for you. When I heard your mother had knee pain, I asked a doctor to prepare medicine. You said my home-cooked meals were left on the counter, and the ointment I made was thrown in the trash by your maid. 'It's enough that I love you. Why worry about trivial things like that?' you said."Emerald allowed herself to release t
"I've been used to these kinds of tactics ever since I was three years old. I guess I should thank you. You've proven to me once again that relationships based on equal status were wrong from the start.""After that, your family and the Valentines made an agreement, and the business flourished. But for someone like me, a simple person, all I need are three meals a day, a roof over my head, and enough to live on. So, Mr. Florida, let’s end this loveless relationship right here. Let it go."Emerald stepped away without hesitation. But before she could reach the door, Ethan, who had been silent for a while, spoke."Do you care about the orphanage?"Emerald froze, her hand resting on the doorknob, then slowly turned back to face Ethan."What do you know about the orphanage?"Ethan pulled down the collar of his shirt. The charisma and elegance he once carried were gone, replaced by a touch of slyness in his demeanor. He quickly grabbed some ice from the bucket, poured a strong drink into h
"People appreciate art, but if no one values it, it’s just a pile of waste paper! There are no real artists in this world. Rich people spend a fortune to buy art only to flaunt their wealth. Art without connections is worthless, so you’d be better off marrying a rich man instead of chasing some dream of being an artist!"But this painting had kept her up for more than half a month. Every brushstroke was the result of her hard work and dedication.Slowly, Emerald knelt down and carefully wiped the rain from the paper.A few specks of gold paint dust stuck to her hair. As she wiped it, her tears continued to fall. "It's fine, yeah..."She had worked so hard, but why was this still happening to her?Was Samantha’s mother right after all?"You and your mother are the same—shameless women. All you know how to do is spread your legs to seduce men. What else can you do? Lowly people should know their place. In our world, everything’s about climbing up."Silently, Emerald promised herself she
When she still lived with her mother, her biggest dream was to escape her control and have a place of her own. For the past few years, she’s been studying during the day and working late into the night, drawing to save enough money. She was like a bird slowly gathering twigs to build her own nest. Piece by piece, she shaped her apartment the way she wanted it. But now, reality was reminding her that the home she worked so hard to create was nothing more than someone else’s charity. When Alaric saw the sadness in her eyes, he didn’t say anything. He gently pulled Emerald into his arms and sat her down in the passenger seat. He also grabbed the painting, barely recognizable because of the rain. The anger had faded, and Emerald was slowly calming down. Her mind was starting to clear. When she glanced at the driver inside the car, she felt a deep sense of shame. Just moments ago, she had been so angry that she bit Alaric’s lip out of frustration. Was she going mad? Alaric ha
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
Emerald, however, found it amusing. Alaric, who was usually so arrogant around her, was now acting all proper in front of his family.“Oh? That’s funny. Sister-in-law didn’t say that before,” Emerald remarked casually, immediately drawing Apollo’s attention.“Oh? You’ve met before?” Apollo asked, surprised. After all, Cornelia hadn’t known Emerald for long, and she worried that Emerald might not like the gift she had prepared.“Yes,” Emerald replied.Before she could say more, Cornelia quickly cut in, afraid that Emerald might bring up what had happened at the boutique earlier.“I ran into Teacher Greene at the counter today,” she explained hurriedly. “I didn’t realize she was Alaric’s girlfriend at the time. If I had known… I would’ve let her choose for herself.”As she spoke, she took out an entire set of pink diamond jewelry. The vivid pink diamonds alone were worth over ten thousand yuan each, and the set featured intricate inlay designs—clearly an expensive and carefully chosen g
He pressed the accelerator just in time, sending the car speeding forward.Emerald couldn’t help but stare at him—suited up and in leather shoes. Her heart raced. This man was undeniably charming."Aric, the rain has stopped, and the flowers in the lotus pond are blooming. Would you like to go see them with me?"Alaric, not quite catching her drift, answered in a low voice, "...Okay."As her mind wandered, imagining what the evening might bring, she noticed they had arrived at a villa.Meanwhile, Apollo's family was in a rush. Although Apollo was over ten years older than Alaric, he always felt wary of his quiet, cold cousin.Apollo was the center of attention—he had grown up overcoming challenges and was now well-positioned to take the lead in the Corrigan. With his sharp mind, impressive background, and carefully calculated moves, he was poised to replace the old man.Today’s dinner had been moved up, and the family was scrambling to prepare. They’d urgently called Cornelia Florida,
The salesgirl who had brought her upstairs rushed to smooth things over. “Mrs. Corrigan, please don’t be upset. You’re still pregnant, and stress isn’t good for you. I’ve already checked on the bracelet you ordered—it should arrive within two days.”Caroline waved a hand impatiently. “The issue isn’t the bracelet—it’s her.” She scoffed and turned to the gathered onlookers. “Do you even know who she is? Her mother was a mistress—”The room went silent as every eye turned toward Emerald. Before she could react, Iris, who had been quietly munching on macarons, suddenly leaped to her feet.“You’re pregnant, so maybe try being a decent human for your baby’s sake?” she snapped. “You might want to be careful—karma has a funny way of dealing with people like you.”"Who the hell are you? Dressed like a scavenger—are you made of wood? Why don’t you sweep these two pieces of trash out of here?""Aunt, who upset you?" A deep voice suddenly broke in—Ethan.When he spotted Emerald standing not far
He had seen how she had broken up with Ethan all those years ago, walking away without hesitation. But back then, she hadn’t known the man’s true nature.Even after all those years together, she had left without a second thought.Would she do the same to him?His only advantage—the one thing keeping her tethered to him—was her desire for him. So he would use it.Like dangling a piece of meat in front of a greedy little cat, he would keep her wanting, keep her reaching, until she was caught in the trap he had so carefully laid.Step by step.By the time they pulled up to the garden, Emerald was no longer as composed as before.She sat in the passenger seat, waiting expectantly for him to open the door. Alaric was already reaching for her, ready to carry her out, when she stretched out her arms, eyes full of mischief.“I want a piggyback ride.”Alaric chuckled, amused by her sudden whim. He liked it when she acted spoiled."Alright, I'll carry you on my back."He turned around, and Emer
Alaric took her small hand in his, gripping it firmly as he asked, word for word, "Have you ever slept with Griffin?"Emerald blinked her big eyes, then nodded earnestly. "Slept."She started counting on her fingers before looking up and adding, "Not even once."At that moment, she finally understood what had been weighing on Alaric’s mind. Griffin and Alaric were complete opposites.On the surface, Alaric was the heir to an elite chaebol family—elegant and refined. But in reality, he had a distinct sense of style, always carrying himself with a quiet intensity.Griffin, on the other hand, came across as a gentleman, but deep down, he was still the mischievous little devil from their childhood—willing to use any trick to get his way. He was the one who taught Emerald how to climb onto rooftops and remove tiles, and how to wade into the river to catch shrimp.And now, she was sure he must have whispered something in Alaric’s ear just to stir trouble.Ever since Alaric entered her life,