Amber went to the kitchen with hasty steps. Her hands gripped the phone tightly, while her eyes were wide looking for Adam. Her slightly opened mouth was ready to call out to her husband.
However, as soon as she found the man motionless facing the sink, her enthusiasm subsided. Her shoulders were no longer high and her breaths turned into faint puffs. "Is Adam daydreaming again?"
Confused, Amber started biting her lip. Only after one quick sigh did she put the phone on the table and come to his husband.
"The plate will become transparent if you keep rubbing it."
Adam flinched at his wife's soft voice. Blinking, he looked up with his eyebrows raised high. “Precious, why are you here? Are you still hungry? Your dinner isn’t enough?"
Amber shook her head with a wry smile. "No, I'm just wondering what took you so long. Look, your fingers have been wrinkled." Carefully, she took the plate and napkin from her husband's hand then put them in the righ
“Adam,” Amber whispered as she shook her husband's shoulder, “Adam!” With a small groan, Adam forced himself to open his eyes. "What is it, Precious? Didn't we plan to wake up late today?” “Yes, but it's an emergency! You know who knocked on the door?" In an instant, the man's expression turned serious. "Someone knocked on the door? Who?" “The reporters! I don't know who gave them our address. They're already lined up out there," Amber explained in a low, stressed voice. Instead of getting nervous, Adam deepened the furrow of his eyebrows. "Then, why are you panicking?" The pregnant woman fell silent. As she tilted her head back, she blinked. "All this time, you don't want our house to be known by the public. You want a quiet life, right?” Adam unexpectedly smiled. His face looked sincere and carefree. "We can't hide forever, Precious. Let's face them! Once this matter is over, I'm sure they won't bother us anymore.” "Are you sure you're okay with it?" Amber asked doubtfully.
"So, what do you want for breakfast this morning?" Adam asked after closing the door. Taking off her coat, Amber blinked. "Anything is fine." "But, I want to make a special meal. Think of it as a small celebration of the smooth running of the interview," the man explained while helping his wife take off her winter attributes. "Then make me some asparagus soup!" Amber raised her index finger with sparkling eyes. Looking at that bright face, Adam grimaced. "No asparagus in the kitchen. How about broccoli soup?" "That's okay too." "Okay, please wait a moment, My Queen. Your special breakfast will be served soon," Adam said before kissing the back of his wife's hand. After taking off his coat and gloves, he rushed into the kitchen. "Adam is so sweet," Amber thought as she watched her husband's back move away. She felt lucky the matter passed quickly. However, before her smile faded, a knock on the door was heard again. Thin
“But …” Amber sighed before blinking slowly and turning her head towards the door, “what about Ruby? Will she be okay? What if she does something reckless again?” Not expecting to get such a response, Adam froze. Furrowing his brows, he looked at his wife intently. "You don't have to worry, Precious. She threw herself in the pool to get my sympathy. Now, she doesn't have that kind of compelling reason anymore." "She could have done it out of desperation." Seeing that Amber's tension had not faded, Adam forced a smile. Gently, he stroked her cheek. "I don't want to repeat any mistake. Only twice have we been separated by misunderstandings. Now, we can't be trapped by her games anymore." A second later, Adam pulled his wife into the kitchen. “Instead of thinking about such insignificant things, you better imagine the broccoli soup I'm about to serve. I plan to add lots of carrots and eggs to it. It must be really delicious.” Smiling faintly, Amb
"Then how do you keep going?" Amber interrupted softly. When Ruby stared back, she shrugged. "Ed is like a thorn bush with strong root. To be able to hold it, you have to be near it." Ruby's eyes suddenly froze. That analogy made her confused. After a moment of silence, she closed her eyes under the bow of her head. Her heart was too heavy to bear. "Why is it so hard?" she muttered. "If you want my advice, keep going! You won't know what good things lie ahead if you don't come to it," Amber nodded reassuringly. "What if there isn't any? What if my life just gets bleaker?" "There must be. You know how bad Adam was when he left his family? The locals even called him Cannibal while I called him Mister Cold." As Ruby was thinking, Amber patted herself on the shoulder. "But then, he met me. His life suddenly became bright. Look at how my husband is now! Can you imagine if he is still attached to his family?" Without waiting for an answer, A
"You think I'm that bad?" Ruby raised an eyebrow. She was annoyed with Adam’s tone. "I could be here too because I had to." "So, you agree to stay at the Berg's residence?" Adam concluded, tapping the table with his index finger. "Yes! If you want to take me even now, I'm not afraid." Amber spontaneously lowered her head to hold back a laugh. Her heart was relieved to know Ruby had really changed. "Too bad, we can't take you right now," Adam sighed before glancing at his wife. "Mr. Berg asked us to come tomorrow. Do you mind if she stays the night?" Amber shook her head. A small smile graced her face. "It's fine. Besides, we've got an agenda for today and Ruby needs a break too." "Thank you for your understanding, Precious." "You're very welcome, Jewel." As the couple was showing affection, Ruby gave a faint snort. She could not deny that a part of her heart was still gloomy. Therefore, when night fell, she waited for A
"What takes her so long? Doesn't she only need to pack one suitcase?" Adam mumbled as he turned toward the cottage. His fingers kept tapping the steering wheel. His patience could really be running out. "Let her take her time, Jewel. We're not in a rush," Amber said softly. "But she shouldn't have kept us waiting. She's not the queen and we're not her chauffeur or assistant." Suddenly, Adam got out of the car. "Wait a minute and lock the door! I'll call her." Before Amber could answer, the door was closed again. She could only furrow an eyebrow seeing her husband running. "Why is Adam in such a hurry? And why did he ask me to lock the door? That's so weird." Even so, Amber still leaned to the left. For a few seconds, she struggled to reach the lock button. "Since when did you become this big, Jewel? Mom's starting to have trouble moving," she sighed as she held her stomach with the other hand. After trying for a few seconds, Am
Hearing the commotion from the gap of the door, Amber squirmed. With narrowed eyes, she peeked. Ruby seemed to be fighting with someone she did not know. "What happened?" Amber murmured as she wiped her face. Slowly, she removed the blanket and opened the door wider. Right at that moment, Ruby sat down on the snow. Her face was pale and her breath hitched. Sensing something was wrong, Amber rushed out to check. However, before she had time to ask, the woman with hands on stomach whispered, "Help me." Seeing the bloodied fingers, Amber gasped. After one quick breath, she dropped to her knees and grabbed Ruby's shoulders. "Why did you get hurt like this?" Amber sighed in panic. Without waiting for an answer or an order, she checked the surroundings. The man who had been with Ruby was out of sight, and so was Adam. Not knowing what to do, she started screaming, “Help! Help!" Adam gasped at his wife's desperation. His eyes widened and his breathin
Celine's eyes widened at the threat. She could not believe Edward had the heart to say it. "This isn't funny, Ed. You want to divorce me because of them? Has your love for me gone?" "It's been a long time since I've lost it. You're selfish, Celine. I should have never fallen in love with you." Once again, Ed urged his wife to take the phone. "Quickly call the killer!" "I can't! He always turns off his cell phone after calling me." With hands on hips, Ed grimaced. "You think I'm kidding? Just wait! Soon, your status will change to a widow." Without further ado, the man walked towards the door. He could not stand his wife anymore. However, after only a few steps, Celine had restrained his arm. " Don't be selfish, Ed! What about Keith? Think about the fate of our child!" "You have nothing to worry. I'll win custody of him since his mother is going to jail." In the glimpse of an eye, a slap landed on Ed's cheek. As the man sighed in disbel