"Uncle Harry, are you awake? Can you take me to school? I can't reach Mommy."Charlie's innocent voice echoed from outside, accompanied by a knocking on the door.Emma jumped, quickly scrambling down from atop Harry. Adjusting her slightly disheveled dress, she gave him a stern look.In just a few seconds, Charlie slowly opened the door and stepped inside. The light from outside illuminated a corner of the bedroom, helping him clearly see his mother's familiar face."Mommy?" Charlie called out in surprise. He kept blinking his eyes, being dressed in a cute teddy bear-themed nightgown, and asked, "Why are you here, Mommy? I thought you hadn't come back yet.""Hmm... Sweetie, Uncle Harry is running a fever, so you can't get too close to him. Change your clothes quickly, and Mommy will take you to school."Emma pulled Charlie away, but he kept turning back to look at Harry, "Is he really running a fever? Then we can't leave him alone at home, right?"Hearing Charlie's words, Harry sudden
Having been submerged in the water for only a short time, Emma's complexion had turned pale. After Harry performed artificial respiration for her, her slightly parted rosy lips let out a faint cough."Director Emma is awake." The people gathered around breathed a sigh of relief, exchanging smiles.Ciara, however, trembled with fear, continuously biting her nails as she stepped back to avoid Harry's gaze."How do you feel, Emma? I will take you to the hospital." Harry took off his vest and draped it over her before supporting her in his arms."No, today's scene is not finished yet. I have to go back to work."Emma staggered to her feet from within Harry's embrace. Her curly, wet hair clung gently to her charming oval face. She glanced towards Ciara, intending to dismiss everyone with a wave, but Harry's icy voice cut through behind her."The person who pushed her into the lake, step forward!""Huh? Director Emma was pushed into the lake?" The crowd immediately buzzed with chatter.Harr
At the hospital."Doctor, how is he?""The patient has alcohol poisoning." A male doctor in a white blouse walked out of the room, calmly answering Emma."Alcohol poisoning?" Emma frowned slightly. Charles stood beside her, holding her trembling shoulders.The doctor took off his mask and slowly explained, "The patient drank too much alcohol in a short period, leading to alcohol poisoning. Alcohol poisoning is very dangerous, especially for someone with a stomach condition like him. So, please take good care of him."After thanking the doctor, Emma stood outside, looking at Harry lying unconscious on the bed. Her lips trembled, and she muttered a few words, "Drank too much alcohol?"At this moment, Tony rushed in. During the time they brought Harry to the hospital, Emma didn't know whom to call to report his condition. Besides her, he didn't have any other relatives. Therefore, she had no choice but to inform Tony."Alcohol poisoning again?" Tony bent down, panting, and asked abruptly
"Stop, you've mistaken, ma'am!"Emma winced in pain as the middle-aged woman yanked her hair, pressing her body down."Mistaken? I saw you leaving the hospital dressed exactly like this with my own eyes. Are you going to deny it to that extent?"After struggling for a while, she managed to free herself from the woman's grip, but the woman quickly slapped Emma hard on her right cheek. The slap came so suddenly that Emma felt pain.She held her slightly swollen face, glaring at the irrational woman, her chest heaving with anger."Mommy…" Charlie was scared and didn't understand what was going on. He stepped between the two of them and pushed the woman away from Emma, "Stop hitting my mom. We don’t know you." His small hands reached out to protect Emma.“But your despicable mom must know me.”Emma used her body to shield Charlie, then coldly stared at the middle-aged woman spouting unreasonable accusations. She sternly ordered, "Charlie, close your eyes and cover your ears!"Charlie imme
The three quickly returned to the toy store. The police were present to inspect the CCTV footage around. Emma paced nervously, repeatedly calling Charlie, but received no response.She trembled, biting her lip almost to the point of tears. Harry spoke to the police and then approached, embracing her shoulders, his low and gentle voice calming her."Calm down, Emma. Maybe Charlie is just wandering around here. The police will find him quickly.""No, if that were the case, Charlie would answer my calls. What if something bad happened...""No way." Harry noticed her mind was chaotic, dwelling on worst-case scenarios. He immediately interrupted her, hugged her to his chest and kissed her forehead.He turned to Martin, who was watching the CCTV with the police, "Before coming to this store, did you go anywhere else?""I just went to the bakery on the first floor of the company to buy ice cream for Charlie. Besides that, nowhere else. I brought him straight here." Martin recalled the entire
In the meeting room.Everyone in the meeting room was looking towards the person presenting the group's upcoming project. Only Harry was as anxious as burning fire, frequently checking his phone but receiving no notifications.He looked at the message he sent to Emma three days ago that still had no response, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed. For a moment, forgetting he was still at work, he uncomfortably spoke to Martin."Martin, has it been 2 hours, and she still hasn't received the flowers? If she got them and didn't send a thank-you text, what does that mean? Doesn't she like roses?""Huh? Mr. Harry?" The presenter immediately stopped, asking Harry in confusion.Harry raised his head, and all eyes in the meeting room were now on him. Sternly looking at Martin, he waved his hand, "Nothing, just continue your presentation."But this time, everyone couldn't maintain their high level of concentration, glanced at each other meaningfully and then shrugged their shoulders. It seemed li
"Who gave you permission to enter my room?" After slamming the door shut, the woman rushed over to help Harry up, startled, then glared at the burly man who had just thrown that powerful punch.He showed a bit of concession towards her, lowered his voice, and spoke with a gentle tone, "Darling, you haven't been willing to meet me for over a week, so I had to come here and see you.""I've already broken up with you! I can't accept a thug who resorts to violence like you all the time.""Breaking up with me to be with this loser?" The man pointed his finger straight at Harry, his red eyes looked very fierce and his voice growled like a ferocious beast.Harry looked at the two strangers in front of him, uncomfortably brushed off the woman's hand, "Let go. Is this your room? You are?"He hesitated for a moment, as if trying to remember this face. The recent punch made speaking painful. Grimacing, he picked up his suitcase, "Damn it! Looks like I entered the wrong room.""Mr. Harry, I'm Emm
“I can't contact director Emma… Has no one seen her?” A film crew member clasped his phone in his hand, anxiously informing the others.“It's already an hour past working hours. She's never this late." Another voice also chimed in, she nodded in agreement.Coincidentally at this moment, Harry walked over wearing a neat suit. His appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people, some secretly admired his beauty, as well as found a savior to help them solve this difficult problem.Deputy director Bruno approached and greeted him very politely, "Mr. Harry, are you also going to work in Italy?"Harry nodded. He rolled his eyes at the somewhat chaotic situation around him and asked, "What's going on? Have you guys not started filming this afternoon yet?”“Not yet, we are still looking for director Emma.”“Emma? Isn't she still with the crew since morning?" He frowned slightly, turned on the phone to check, but did not receive any messages from Emma.The girl who gave Emma wate
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