"Selena," Emma's voice dripped with icy calm, “If you covet my man, you can tell me in advance. Who knows, maybe I would step aside and give in. Don't turn yourself into a ruminant like that, okay?" Emma tried to stay calm.On the other end of the phone, Selena laughed sarcastically, “Your man? Do you think I don't know your relationship? Do you dare to give in?”Selena's attitude was extremely challenging, she was proud as if she were the winner, "How noble of you. He is the CEO of HJS Group. You must be so sorry that you're about to cry... But now, you know, he seems to really like me."Emma's fingers clenched tight, her breathing even, refusing to rise to Selena's bait. If she turned crazy and cursed at Selena right now, it would prove that she lost as Selena predicted.“Why did you do this to me? Didn’t we used to be best friends?" Emma asked gently, her voice trembling slightly as if she was trying to control her emotions.Selena's laughter was extremely shrill, “Best friend? You
"How do you feel about this plan, Miss Emma?"A man, standing next to the projector screen showcasing his plan, turned to ask Emma as soon as he finished speaking. As the leader of the meeting, all eyes in the room were pinned on her, awaiting her opinion."Miss Emma?" Seeing no response from her, the man inquired again.Charles gently tapped Emma's arm. Only then did she seem to snap back to reality. Even with meticulous makeup, the dark circles under her eyes couldn't be fully concealed. This drained face was a stark contrast to the usual energetic Emma.The rest of the attendees silently exchanged glances."Miss Emma, you have been overworking yourself recently. I think you should leave early and rest. I will compile the report of today's meeting and email it to you," suggested the Director of the R&D department, breaking the silence.Charles, filled with concern, looked at Emma. Without waiting for her reply, he stood up, "I agree. Miss Mia, could you please take over for her? She
"Madam, things are not as you think. Boss is just concerned while he was away..." Tony Smith hurriedly stood up, explaining seriously while Harry remained utterly composed.Emma was so furious that she found it hard to breathe, her chest heaving, indicating she was trying to keep her anger in control:"Harry Handerson, I genuinely believed you were kind-hearted towards me. I even think our two-year contract will pass peacefully, at least with you always caring for and respecting me. But now, I see I was wrong. You don't give me any privacy, and even when you have other women outside, I don't have the right to speak up... It's about the $10 million, right? I will find a way to pay you back right now."Harry frowned, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back as she attempted to leave, "Who told you I have other women outside?""Are you playing dumb? Once my company's project is successful, I'll repay you. Then, I'd have every reason to demand that you terminate our contract, right?" Emma
The cashier looked up at her computer screen. Her voice was gentle and polite, "Miss, how would you like to pay?""By debit card, please." Emma quickly replied, handing her card to the cashier.However, a sudden idea crossed her mind, and she swiftly pulled the card back, extracting a black card from her purse that she had never used before, "Use this one instead."This black card was given to her by Harry before he left for his two-week business trip. He told her that if she wanted to shop, she could use his card, ensuring her that money would never be an issue with him. Yet, Emma had never touched it. Partly because she was not the type to splurge on high-end brands. Moreover, basic shopping needs had never been a problem for her. She was financially independent, so why lean on him?But if he could casually spend $5000 on a dress she had chosen for Selena, why shouldn't she use his money? If he wanted to flaunt his wealth, she would spend it all!Wandering around the mall lightened
When Emma woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.Sunlight streamed into Harry's room, only to be blocked by the luxurious silk curtains. The room was dimly lit. She shifted a little to sit up and found herself tightly embraced by Harry's strong arms.Even in his sleep, he held onto her this way. Did this man have a violent tendency? Emma frowned.A slight movement sent a sharp pain from between her legs, reminding her of their intimacy from the previous day. He was like a wild beast, relentlessly thrusting into her, even as she pleaded with him to stop. After leaving the bathroom, she thought they were done, but he took her again in the kitchen, then on the sofa, and finally, in the bed.Emma gazed down at her bare body, noticing the prominent hickeys. Her cheeks involuntarily flushed, but recalling how he coldly forced her as if she were a mere tool for his orgasm, her heart turned icy.She turned to look at Harry. His sleeping face was as handsome as ever, but his brows were
"Damn it!"Charles angrily threw his phone onto the bed. He quickly got dressed and ran down to the parking lot.As he buckled his seatbelt, he immediately dialed a number, which quickly connected to the touchscreen interface in his car. A rather cold male voice answered, "Hello?""Harry, it's me, Charles Edward."Harry, having just sat down to rest in his hotel room, connected the unexpected call.Upon hearing Charles' name, his brows furrowed, "How did you get my number?" Only a few close associates knew his personal number."That does not matter right now. Have you been in touch with Emma? I was on the phone with her and suddenly lost the connection. I heard the sound of a phone dropping, followed by a loud crash. I haven't been able to reach her since."Through the phone, he could sense Charles's urgency and concern, and could also hear the roar of the car engine on the road. Harry immediately grabbed his vest from the back of the chair, "How long ago was this?""About 10 minutes.
“Charles, why did you…”The distance between Emma and Charles was so close that she could feel the strong heartbeat pounding in his chest. His sudden presence momentarily stunned her, leaving her face bewildered and her body frozen.By the time she realized she needed to push him away, Harry had already approached, pulling Charles away forcefully, separating the two considerably. Harry's strong arms wrapped around Emma's body, forcing her close to him, his voice struggling to contain his anger:"Assistant Charles, who gave you the right to embrace your boss like that?""Mr. Harry, what authority do you have to question me? Why are you in the room with her? What have you done to her?"Charles, no longer maintaining his usual calm demeanor, locked eyes with Harry in confrontation. Upon seeing Emma clad only in a bathrobe, a surge of anger bubbled up inside him.He took off his own coat, trying to grab Emma’s hand, "Boss, I will take you out of here."Of course, Harry wasn't about to let
At the city's central hospital."Family members are not allowed in the operating room. Please wait in the hallway."A nurse hurriedly followed the group pushing Emma's bed into the surgery room and called out loudly to Harry.The lights in the operating room began to shine, and the sign above the door switched to a blinding red against the pristine white walls.At 8 p.m., Harry sat alone on a long bench in the hallway. His hands were tightly interlocked, yet his face betrayed no emotion. His vest was stained with Emma's fresh blood. From the moment he carried her out of the Main House to their arrival at the hospital, everything had been a chaotic blur, and Harry couldn't recall any of it.The hospital corridor was still crowded, but he seemed lifeless, gazing down at his blood-covered hands. The only image that occupied his mind was the sight of Emma, lying silently in the ambulance, innocent as a child.Had it not been for the terrifying pool of blood, Harry might have thought she w
In a spacious duplex penthouse of over 300m2 in the heart of the city, Harry and his wife, along with their two little angels, lived happily day by day. After the two kids went to school each day, Emma would often sit at home studying scripts before moving back and forth between film shooting locations.In the afternoon, Harry would come home early to pick up the kids after school, then they would go to the supermarket together and cook dinner for her.This year, Charlie turned 10, handsome and intelligent. Originally, his attendance at junior high school drew significant attention, but his charming appearance garnered much admiration from friends around.However, every time friends invited him to hang out, he would coldly refuse because he had to pick up his little sister Ariel from kindergarten and wait for their father to come home together.Life was peaceful and calm, except for one thing..."Mom, why am I not in this picture?"Ariel, a 4-year-old girl, held a photo against Emma's
"Boss, Madam said you're exploiting her labor. She wants to resign.""Resign? I disagree." Harry wore his gold-rimmed glasses, focused on the stack of documents on the table. His hand continuously signed contracts that his company had recently won.As soon as he raised his head, it seemed like the sunlight of the summer sun could compare to his handsome face, "Has she not realized her mistake yet?"Observing Harry's calm expression, Martin silently chuckled. In front of others, Harry could maintain the cold and arrogant facade; however, facing his wife, could he keep up such composure?"What are you laughing at?" Harry glared at Martin, noticing his suppressed laughter."Boss, this time, Madam wants to resign as your wife. Besides working and taking care of Charlie, she claims constantly comforting you is too exhausting as a wife.""Impossible!" The deep hoarse voice suddenly raised its pitch.As soon as Martin finished speaking, Harry slammed the table, losing the calm demeanor he ha
The sun was just rising. Soft light poured into the room, illuminating a couple cuddling affectionately in bed.“Good morning, baby.”“Morning.”Emma rubbed her eyes, gave Harry a peck on the lips, and stretched her body.Suddenly, Harry's large hand reached around Emma's bare waist. The contact of their skin gave Emma a cool sensation, and she let out a soft moan."What time is it? We need to take Charlie to school..." Her sweet voice still had a hint of huskiness as she pushed Harry's chest away and reached for her phone.However, Harry remained firm, holding onto her waist tightly. He bent down to kiss the white nape of her neck, his cool lips gliding over her soft skin as he inhaled her fragrance.“The school is right across the street. He can go to school on his own..."“Come on, Charlie's going to sulk again. I can't comfort him anymore..." She laughed, then ran her hands through his hair, tilted her head up and gently kissed his throat.“Ah…”Harry used one hand to push her hea
"Want a smoke?""No, she doesn't like the smell of cigarettes."Harry shook his head in refusal, pushing the offered cigarette from Charles a bit away with his index finger.Charles stored the pack of cigarettes inside his vest pocket, casually leaned back against the car, and took a deep drag. He lifted his head to gaze at the pitch-black sky, devoid of moon and stars, remaining silent as time passed without uttering a word.Harry crossed his arms over his chest. The waft of cigarette smoke in the air made him slightly furrow his brow, his deep voice resonating, "If you've got something to say, say it out. I still need to get back to deal with some work at the company.""The first time I met her was in a corner of the university campus. I was facing off against a group of troublemaker students to protect a stray cat, and she came running, cursing them straight to their faces to defend me."Harry's expression stiffened suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a complex emotion
In the capital city."Do you dare to show up at my doorstep?!" The fierce roaring voice carried immense anger, shaking the entire small villa.Mr. Garcia brandished a broom, driving Harry out towards the main gate. His chest heaved with rage, and he thrust the broom without mercy at Harry, but luckily he still avoided it.Pointing his finger directly at Harry's face, Mr. Garcia patted his chest to calm his breathing and said, "Get out of my sight quickly. Do you think bringing gifts to please me, I will allow you to be with my daughter?”The front door slammed shut, leaving Harry standing there looking pitiful and helpless.It seemed that the real difficulty had just arrived.A few hours earlier."Do you think this suit looks okay on me? Handsome enough? Does an all-black look from head to toe make me too scary?"Harry continuously adjusted his hairstyle while looking in the mirror. He then turned around for Emma and Charlie to admire. He nervously straightened the edges of his vest a
"Harry!" The anguished call echoed in Emma's heart from a distance.At this moment, all the forces Manuel had arranged along with the police arrived to surround the black car. The mafia inside, realizing they had fallen into a trap, couldn't help but curse silently. They slammed the car doors shut, intending to escape, but found themselves unable to run."Daddy! Daddy!" Tears streamed down with Charlie's tender voice, making the scene even more heart-wrenching.A 5-year-old boy cried, clinging to his father in the shelter of his small arms. From start to finish, Harry used his body to shield Charlie from witnessing the horrifying scene that had just occurred.But Charlie sensed Harry's continuously heavy and weakening breath."Sweetie, mommy is coming. You mustn't cry. Daddy almost made a big mistake just now. I'm so sorry, baby..." He held Charlie tightly in his chest, gently stroking his head."Daddy, I don't want you to die. I haven't had a chance to tell you how much I love you, a
"You've gone mad! The police have sealed off the landslide area; they'll quickly rescue anyone in distress. Stay put here for me!" Manuel commanded in a cold tone.He firmly held Emma's hands to prevent her from running forward."Let me go. I just came to check the situation. Harry and Charlie both went in that direction; they might have found a safe place," Emma protested."Stay here for me!" he repeated.Suddenly, his gaze focused on a black car passing on the other side of the mountain slope. A cold glint appeared in his eyes as he pressed Emma down under the seat.Uncomfortable with his rough actions, Emma raised her voice, "What are you doing? You still haven't answered me about why you're here. I'll go wherever I want.""Listen to me; you must not leave this area. Everything that happens after this must follow the police's arrangements." Manuel lowered his voice, looked at her seriously, and spoke a few words before quickly running off.Emma stared at his retreating figure in be
At the hospital."Did Manuel take away the test results? Wasn't the appointment for this afternoon?"Emma was frustrated with the hospital's way of doing things. She crossed her arms over her chest, took a deep breath to regain her composure, then tilted her head to look at Harry.His mood was calm again as he reached out to embrace her shoulders, pulling her close, and gently smiled at the doctor, "How are the test results? Surely, you must have recorded them on the computer?"Emma's delicately arched eyebrows twitched. She shifted away from him, giving him a stern look. Simultaneously, he leaned down to kiss her on the lips, giving her a playful wink and holding her tighter."I couldn't find any relevant records. It seems the doctor who conducted that test didn't document the results.""What? You guys are so irresponsible. First, there's a mistake in the test, and now you've lost the result notification for the patient..."The young female doctor in front of Emma looked a bit fluste
"Absolutely not. There must be some mistake here."Emma stood up abruptly, slamming the test results onto the table. She pointed at the paper, one hand leaning heavily on the table, and raised her voice in an angry interrogation of the young doctor, "Are you sure you haven't mixed up someone else's results?""Madam, I assure you these results are completely accurate. The paper even has the names of this gentleman and the child written on it.""Immediately retest for me." Harry gritted his teeth as he spoke. He leaned both hands on the table, his gaze like bullets putting pressure on the young doctor.The doctor, trembling, held up the paper and looked through it hesitantly, stammering, "You can request a retest, but it's after office hours now, and the DNA testing lab won't be operational. You can come back tomorrow to receive the results.""Fine, no need for a retest. We accept these results."Only now did Manuel speak up in his calm and composed voice. A faint glint appeared in his c