Hearing that hoarse voice, Sebastian's eyes widened. As he straightened his back from the chair, he sighed in disbelief, "Amber?"
The woman did not answer. She was too busy controlling the breaths that were too tight. Sebastian became increasingly convinced that it was her.
"Hey, how are you? Are you feeling any better?” the man asked matter-of-factly. He had endured worrying for hours.
Instead of answering, Amber let out a bigger cry. Her hand gripped the tight chest. "No, I feel even worse.”
"Why?" Sebastian inquired in soft voice as if he was in the same pain. “Should I fly there now? Maybe, I can make you feel better.”
Amber shook her head even though her movements were not visible. "No. I don't want you to waste time coming here."
"Then, how? What can I do to lessen your sadness?”
"I don't know either. The others just called me. But I'm even more annoyed," Amber reported before wiping her nose.
"The others?" The ma
“W-what do you mean, Moonstone? I don't understand," Ruby pretended to be stupid. It was the only way to save herself that she could think of. "You still dare to pretend?" After a quick snort, Adam pointed his index finger in front of the woman's face. "Don't think I don't know! I’ve suspected you since you arrived.” Ruby was flabbergasted. Trying to control the tension, she shook her head slowly. “Suspect what? About my intention to snatch you? Isn't that a very obvious thing? I still love and want you, Adam." "You ruined my life to get Ed's attention, and now you're still denying it?" Adam rebuked with his eyes almost popping out. Ignoring the stares from the people around them, he gripped the collar of Ruby's coat. The woman could only widen her eyes and hold her breath. “You have ruined my family, made Amber angry and left my side. Now, you’re still pretending to be innocent?” The boom of Adam's voice overcame the howling of the wind. All who heard did not dare move. Even the
Adam sat by the window. His sad gaze was fixed on the outside. The snow had fallen more heavily. If only he and Amber were still at home, they would be sitting together, sharing a blanket over a cup of hot tea. But in reality, there was no other chair beside him. There were no stories or laughter to spoil his ears. Unknowingly, tears began to block Adam's view. Before the grief got out of hand, Nick's voice snapped him out of the thoughts. “Boss, are you crying?” Adam spontaneously blinked and straightened his back. Furrowing his brows, he shook his head. "No." "Yes, you're crying," the man who was leaning over his boss's eyes said. After placing two cups of coffee on the windowsill, he pulled a chair and sat down beside Adam. “Where did your wife go, Boss? You must be thinking about her." Adam swallowed bitterly. He was not used to expressing his feelings to other. However, he had no other choice. The burden in his heart was already too heavy. He had
"Why did you come here? Aren't you happy with her? No one bothers you anymore," Amber snapped as she walked out the door. Her red eyes looked so withered and sad. Even though she forced her eyelids to rise higher, her anger did not seem real to Adam. "I miss you, Precious, miss you so much." Without thinking, the man reached out his hand. He could not wait to hug his wife. However, before Adam's fingers reached her skinny arm, Amber stepped back. "Don't touch me! I don't want to be soiled by your despicable hands." Adam's eyes instantly dimmed again. His smile broke with a sigh of disappointment. "Why did you say that? You still can't believe I didn't touch that sly woman?" "No one will believe it, especially since I have seen the mark on your neck." Gritting his teeth, Adam shook his head faintly. He must maintain patience if he wanted to gain trust again. "This sign doesn't mean anything, Precious. It's just my negligence and I'm ver
"Hey, feeling better?" Sebastian asked as Amber lift her head from bed. Nodding languidly, the woman held her arid neck, "I want a drink." Sebastian got her a glass of water. As the pregnant woman moistened her throat, he rubbed her head gently. "You don’t have fever anymore," he murmured in relief. Wiping her mouth, Amber lowered her gaze. She did not want her sadness to be seen. "Thank you, Bas. I was able to get past this problem thanks to your help.” "I didn't do anything, Amber," Sebastian sighed as he put the glass back on the table. Then, with faintly furrowed brows, he stared intently at his friend. "But, are you sure this problem is over?" The woman was silent for a moment. Doubt had weighed on her mind. “Adam must have thought I have turned to you. He won't dare ask me to come back to him again," she answered doubtfully. “Is that how your problem can be considered over? You two are still husband and wife,” Sebastian i
As soon as she opened the door, Amber stared into the void. There was no one kneeling there. There was only cold air and snow around the villa. "Adam?" she called in a trembling voice. Bad thoughts had filled her head. What if her husband could not handle the heartbreak? What if the panic attack came? Or worse, what if the man was reckless again? "No, Adam can't hurt himself," Amber sighed as she shook her head away from the fear. After swallowing the bitterness, she took a step following her intuition. "Adam? Adam!" Unfortunately, no one answered. While panting, Amber continued to look around. However, the husband was nowhere to be seen. She did not know whether to be worried or relieved that her husband wasn't lying in the yard until suddenly, her eyes recognized the car parked beside her mother's. "Jewel?" Getting a glimmer of hope, the corners of Amber's lips let go of the burden. Wasting no time, the pregnant woman peered through the driv
"I'm sorry, Jewel. I also don't understand why I could be so rude to you. If only I had listened to it from the start, you wouldn't have had such mild hypothermia and we're still holding on to the evidence,” Amber said before biting her lip to hold back tears. Adam laughed lightly. Even without a sound, he was able to stem his wife's cries. "Why are you laughing? What is so funny? This is a serious matter, Jewel. Now we have no evidence against your brother," Amber said seriously. "You don't have to worry, Precious. Everything has been carefully considered. Now, let's relax for a moment. I haven't hugged you like this in a long time," the man said as he pressed his wife's head to his shoulder. However, not even two seconds passed, Amber looked up again. “You can relax while others are enjoying the results of your hard work?” Understanding that anxiety, Adam forced his body to sit on bed. However, instead of conveying a solution, he rubbed his
"How many times do I have to tell you? You don't have to feel guilty, Amber. My current state is just part of the cycle of life.” A second later, Sebastian pointed at the window. The curve of his lips turned wider. "Isn't that when the sun shines, the world will be bright again? And at some point, the snow will melt and the flowers will bloom.” After taking a deep breath, the man nodded faintly. His gaze drifted further and further away. "I'm sure my heart will also be beautiful and bright again someday. I just need to wait for the right person at the right time.” Hearing the optimistic tone, Amber no longer lowered her head. A small smile appeared on her face. "I hope you find your sun soon, Bas." “I also hope so,” Sebastian replied before giving her his best smile. Perhaps, that was the last time he looked at Amber with full sincerity. Having had enough, Sebastian furrowed his brows and looked the other way. He did not want Amber to
Adam laughed lightly when he saw the phone in front of him. After three days had passed, what he had predicted finally came true. Almost all business news portals talked about Smith Company getting closer to collapse. “Look, Precious! We won by a landslide. Ed doesn't dare to appear in front of the camera anymore. He must be confused about the consequences of his bad deeds,” Adam muttered as he rubbed the woman's arm that rested on his shoulder. Instead of laughing, Amber sighed faintly. Her brows furrowed and her hands just stroked her stomach. Noticing the silence, Adam glanced over. When he found his wife's anxiety, he immediately lowered the cell phone and straightened his back. "What is it, Precious? Why are you gloomy? Are you disappointed that we didn't go on our honeymoon yet?” he asked, stroking the pale cheek. "No, that's not it," Amber said languidly. A second later, she moved her back to lean on the couch. "I'm just confused. Are w