"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