Adam and Amber were wide-eyed when their ears caught that sound. No more moves they dared to make. They even exhaled very carefully. "Did you hear that?" Amber whispered, glancing at the door. Before Adam could answer, someone knocked again. "Sorry, Miss Lim, are you guys busy?" "We have something important to tell you." In an instant, the couple stepped back from each other. Without a word, they competed to fix their own clothes. "Why do the girls come at a time like this?" Adam grumbled as he covered the mess under his oversized sweater. While holding back a laugh, Amber shrugged. “I don't know. Let me talk to them outside. You just wait here, okay?” "Don't be long," Adam pleaded in pity. The woman automatically snorted in exasperation. After nodding, she walked out, leaving his lover with a disheveled look. "I should have waited till it’s late," the man regretted before scratching his temple. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Adam looked here and there. He had to extinguish
The arch of Adam's brows automatically pressed against the forehead. As his mouth was tightly shut by tension, his breath was held by nervousness. How could he forget to put his phone on silent mode? “Since when did you share your contact to other people, Adam? I never found out,” Amber asked in a surprised tone. After one firm blink, the man hurried to curl up his lips. “I was also surprised my phone suddenly vibrated. This must be a wrong call. Only Mr. Berg and you keep my contacts," the man explained before rejecting the call. Pursing her lips, Amber nodded. A second later, she changed her expression back to being friendly. “Freja, Ella,” she called while turning to the right and left, “I have to go now. Since I'm sure you both have great taste, I trust you to choose the best photo. And remember! Don't spread our photos anywhere! Keep them like how Mr. Berg keeps our video." "Don't worry, Amber. You can count on us." Freja raised an eyebrow. "Yes! You better think about which
"I'm sorry, Amber. I just don't want you to be burdened by new problems," Adam sighed as he reached for her shoulder. "But you're causing a bigger problem!" Amber shouted while pushing his hand away. Tears were already streaming down her face. The sight succeeded in widening the wound in Adam's heart. Looking down, he held regret. "I know. This is my fault." "What else are you going to do now? Go see my parents? Kneel before them and let those men beat you up again? Or kneeling in front of the agency building?” Amber quipped with a choking voice. As he was unable to bear the guilt, Adam closed his eyes and sighed in resignation. "I don't know ...." "Just do it! Aren't you always reckless? You always think from your point of view only, without considering the consequences of the other side. Why don't you just burn the building down?" "No," the man replied with a slow shake. “You are the best jewelry designer, Adam. You should be able to do the calculations correctly. But why don
"Adam!" Amber called while getting up from the chair. With a bright smile, she approached and sat on her lover's lap. “Look! Is it good?" With high arched eyebrows, the man watched her expression. "Have you decided?" "Yeah," Amber lifted her notebook closer to his eyes. “Come on! Take a look!” A second later, Adam spread his admiration to the air. “A pendant?” he sighed in disbelief. Smiling, the woman nodded. “Max and Julian have a pendant with their parents’ pictures in it. I think their children should have too. The pendant can be both a reminder and an encouragement.” "Some kind of talisman?" Adam tilted his head. "Yeah, some kind of lucky charm," Amber said with sparkling eyes. "So, what do you think?" Adam spontaneously furrowed the eyebrows, pretending to rack his brain. When the expression on the woman's face turned worried, only then did he give her a smile. “It's a very good idea, Precious, and this sketch looks perfect.” "Are you serious?" Amber's enthusiasm peaked
"What success do you mean, Bas?" Amber asked while shaking her head faintly. "Come on, Amber. Don't act stupid! Just say thank you to me and the others. We won't charge you anything," Sebastian said lightly. As she could not bear the burden of the questions in her mind, Amber closed her eyes tightly. "Wait a minute! What happened, Bas? Adam and I really don't know anything. We've just activated our phones now. And all we've seen since then are comments from haters." There was a sudden silence for a moment. Sebastian needed some time to digest the situation. "So, you don't know what was going on?" "Yes!" Amber gave a deep nod. Her round eyes radiated tension to Adam. "I thought you guys were secretly monitoring on the computer. But you weren't?" Sebastian murmured as if he was struggling with his thought. "Please don't beat around the bush, Mister Evans. Just tell us! Amber could pass out if she’s holding her breath any longer," Adam interrupted as he rubbed his lover's back. Af
“Actually, I am here to discuss it. My husband is furious. Our company's credibility has decreased since the merger was aborted,” Mrs. Lim admitted while stroking the brooch attached to her bag. “Will he come to pick up Amber soon?” Adam guessed in a slightly lowered voice. After letting out a heavy sigh, Mrs. Lim brought her eyes back together. “He is still busy taking care of the company. But once the matter is resolved, he will definitely come here.” In silence, Adam let his brain work hard. The tangles he had to unravel had gotten worse. “What is the Lim Company dealing with?” "There wasn't any. However, my husband is not someone who is content with small accomplishments. He needs a large network and capital for expansion into the developing countries. Now, that obsession is causing problems.” "Will the problem be solved if those two things are obtained?" Adam inquired, raising an eyebrow. Knowing the man's intentions, Mrs. Lim grimaced. “Yes for company problems and no for
"Daddy?" Amber sighed, choking with horror. Before Mr. Lim could move, she quickly closed the door and turned the key. "Amber, what are you doing?" her mother asked in surprise. "No! I won't let Daddy hurt Adam again!" the daughter cried breathlessly. Her hands were outstretched against the door, just in case someone broke in. Understanding that fear, Adam approached and stroked Amber’s head gently. "Calm down, Precious. Your father must have come to pick up your mother, not to make a fuss. Now let your mother out." “And let them in to beat you unconscious?” Amber refuted with a painful look. “No!” Suddenly, there was another knock on the door from outside. A second later, Mister Lim's voice propagated through the air. "Is this your way of honoring your parents? Where is your respect, Amber?" "I don't need to respect people who don't respect Adam," Amber replied in a higher tone. "That widower has turned you into a disobedient daughter, huh?" Mister Lim quipped before banging o
"Why did my father leave the map?" Amber sighed, blinking at Adam. “I don’t know.” With the same confusion, he took the folder and examined the file that he had not read thoroughly before. "A letter of transfer of assets from Adam Smith to ... Amber Lim?" Hearing that information, Amber quickly approached. With round eyes, she checked for herself what was written there. "This is an agreement between us? Not between you and the company?" As her mind could not find the answer, Amber grabbed the file and ran outside. "Daddy!" In an instant, Mister Lim stopped walking and looked back. "What is the meaning of all this? Explain it to me!" Amber cried as she held up the file in her hand. With a relaxed look, the old man turned and folded his arms behind his waist. "There is nothing to explain. It's all written in the letter." "You transferred Adam's wealth to me. Why?" As the man in question put the coat on Amber's shoulders, Mr. Lim let out a long sigh and looked away. "Giving my d
Amber quietly opened the workroom door. Seeing her husband was daydreaming, she lifted the corner of her lips. "What are you doing, Jewel?" Adam spontaneously turned to the direction of the voice. Knowing the presence of his wife, his smile grew wider. "Hey .... Is Ashley sleeping?" "Yes," Amber answered while approaching. Then, casually, she sat on her husband's lap. "Why are you still here? Is your work not done yet?" As Adam rubbed the back of his neck, Amber began to investigate the table. Turned out, the computer had been off. The files were also neatly organized in the folders. What’s left there was only a cell phone displaying an image. "You really like that picture, hmm?" Amber concluded while glancing sweetly. Spotted by those warm eyes, Adam let out a smile. After kissing Amber’s shoulder, he nodded. "It's all thanks to you. I wouldn't have been able to fix my relationship with Mother if you didn't follow us." "I didn't do anything. When I got there, you guys have been
"I know you must have doubted what I said," Mrs. Smith cried, breaking the silence. "Is there something I have to do to prove my point? Your mother really wants to change, Adam." Still with furrowed brows, the man snorted. "Why only now? Is it because Ed abandoned you?" Mrs. Smith shook her head briskly. "No, don't get me wrong. The tension between us has nothing to do with Ed. I was too stupid to use him to take all yours." "Non sense ...." "Do you know that Ed scolded me? He's tired of being dragged down by my selfishness. Your brother said he didn't want to help me bully you anymore." Before Adam could object, Mrs. Smith continued. "Since then, I've started to realize. But, I still convince myself that you don't deserve to be happy. Your mother is very stupid, hmm?" Adam suddenly fell silent. From under the frown, he looked intently at his mother. “Why should I believe?” "I haven't even used a penny of your money, Adam. I feel guilty every time I see your transfer papers. Sh
After his mother slammed the door, Adam rubbed Amber's arm. Noticing his wife's disheveled look, he whispered, "Are you all right?" The woman nodded. "Yeah, you?" Adam took a deep breath. After raising an eyebrow, he curled up his lips. "Yeah. I'm glad nothing happened. I was afraid my mother would do something reckless. Sorry for letting her carry Ashley." "It's okay, Jewel. I think Ashley is happy to have met her grandmother," Amber said while stroking her daughter's head. The little baby had closed her eyes again. She seemed so peaceful. "Look, she's smiling again." "She must want to cheer you up," Adam whispered before landing a soft kiss on Ashley's forehead. "Not only me, but you too. We are lucky to have such a kind baby. This must be your good karma. You remain patient with your mother, even though she has been hurt you many times." Disagreeing, Adam shook his head. "Your sweet karma too, Precious. You are much more filial to your parents. Anyway, they are coming here, r
As the silence was hanging in the air, people in that room were exchanging glances. No one dared to speak until Ruby broke the silence. "May I carry her?" "Of course," Amber answered, patting Adam's arm. Understanding the code given, Adam took Ashley out of her tiny bed. As soon as the adorable baby arrived in Ruby's arms, all eyes started to tear up. "Hey, look at this tiny face! Why are you so cute, Ashley?" Ruby whispered in a trembling voice. The emotion almost pushed the tears out of bounds. "This pretty nose is very similar to Amber's, while these thin lips ... a hundred percent copy of her father." As that woman studied every detail of the baby, Amber asked lightly, "Would you like to take a picture with Ashley?" In an instant, Ruby's wistful eyes were tinged with shock. "Is it okay? Didn't you two agree not to publish your daughter's face?" "Take the photo as a keepsake. You can print it and store it in your wallet or diary," Amber said, glancing at Nick. Realizing the
“Hurry up! I can’t stand it anymore!" Amber shouted while squeezing her husband's clothes. Panic, Adam started to circle around the yard. Maybe he dropped the key somewhere. Meanwhile, Nick was busy groping his own body. When his hand pressed against his trouser pocket, his eyes widened perfectly. "Shall we just take my car?" the fat man suggested while showing his car keys. Still out of breath, Amber turned to the vehicle parked beside Adam's car. "You think I weigh up to a ton? People must be laughing when they see you take me in that truck!" she grumbled in a shrill voice. Nick spontaneously grimaced at it. "Sorry, Madam. It's not a truck, but a mini box van for dry cargo. I use it to deliver jewelry." "You have nothing to be ashamed of, Precious," Adam continued with a reassuring nod. "The car is used to carrying valuables." Suddenly, Amber closed her eyes again. The pain that twisted in her stomach grew crazier. "Okay! Quickly tak
"Hello, Mrs. Smith. How are you feeling?" Nick said when welcoming Amber to his house. He secretly felt proud to see his whistle hanging around the woman's neck. "Very well. We’re sorry to bother you, Nick. It's actually one week earlier than the doctor predicted. But Adam keeps insisting that we should stay at your house." Seeing Amber's guilty expression, Nick chuckled. "It’s not a problem at all. What the boss thinks is true. It's best if we are on guard. The hospital is too far from your cottage." "You're a wise man, Nick," Adam said while carrying three large bags he'd pulled from the trunk. “Seems like, I’ve put my trust in the right person.” Once again, the fat man chuckled. Taking one of the bags from Adam's hand, he waved. "Come on! Let me show you your room! I’ve asked Tina to clean it this morning." As Nick led the way, Amber leaned toward her husband. "Who's Tina?" "I don't know. Maybe, his new girlfriend," Adam replied wit
"I’m sincere," Amber nodded swiftly. "It's just I regret their attitude that never changes. I can’t tell how long they will stand to make you suffer." Smiling a little, Adam stroked her cheek. Now that he had known the reason, his love to her grew larger. "Don't worry! I'm sure they won't ask for anything more after this. I've got nothing for them to grab." "What about our house? Should we apply for a transfer of assets? I think it would be safer if the certificate was registered in my name." Stifling a laugh, Adam nodded. He knew that half of Amber's heart was actually not willing to see him sacrifice so much. "That's why, I insisted on handing over the company to you. But you kept refusing." "I don't want people to think of you as a slave to my love, Jewel. It’s not normal for a man giving all his wealth to his wife? He’ll be called a stupid man. I don't want you to be branded like that." Thinking that Amber was so adorable, Adam kissed the tip of her nose. "I have no problem
"Now it's my turn to give you a gift," Ruby said awkwardly. "A gift? When did you prepare it? You spent most of the time in bed," Amber asked wide-eyed. "Online shopping is not something difficult," Ruby said before smiling faintly. Without further ado, she handed her the box. "Take this as an apology as well as my thanks. You may open it now." After giving Adam her whistle, the pregnant woman lifted the lid of the box. As soon as she found a neatly folded red knitted cloth, she let out a faint sigh. "Is this a form of protest because we threw away the white sweater you gave Adam?" "Otherwise, I want to bury bad memories about it. I hope a new sweater could remind you of the new me." "Well then, from this moment on, Adam and I will make lots of sweet memories with this sweater," Amber said as she took out the gift from the box. However, a second later, the curve of her lips froze. Turned out, there was another sweater in the box. "You
"Hey," Amber said, reluctant to call her brother-in-law’s name, "Ruby wants to talk to you." In an instant, Ed's eyes widened. Without further ado, he entered through the gap between Amber and the door. "Has Ruby changed her mind?" Adam inquired as he rose from his seat. After closing the door, he guided his wife to sit down carefully. "No." Confused, the man's eyebrows arched perfectly. "So?" "Ruby wants to end their relationship as soon as possible. That way, she can stay at Mr. Berg's residence without any worries," Amber explained before raising an eyebrow. "How about you? Did something happen while I was inside?" Lifting the corners of his lips, Adam kissed his wife's hand. "Believe it or not, I feel nothing. Yes, I'm annoyed to see Ed. But knowing he's got what he deserves, I don't feel relieved either, like nothing's changed." "Because no matter what happens to them, our lives will still be the same?" "Yes." As h