Emily waved her hand to indicate that she was fine. "It's okay, she's very cute," she said.Hearing someone compliment her daughter's cuteness, the little girl's mother was delighted. She smiled warmly at Emily and said, "She's been reading fairy tales since she was little. We all spoil her, she's like a little princess. Her dad even decorated the house all pink for her."Emily chuckled, "You have a happy family.""You also have a great family," the little girl's mother said, glancing at Jackson. "Is he your boyfriend? He's handsome! And what straight guy would ever paint his car pink? He must have done it for you."Emily immediately knew she had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "He's not my boyfriend, he's my boss. He often likes to paint his car different colors...""Not like this," the little girl's mother insisted. "I know better. Men might like bright blue, bright yellow, or even bright purple, but never pink."Emily raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. She had seen Jack
Jackson wasn't particularly good at dealing with women and children, so he instructed Emily, "I'm going to the store to get some water. Stay here and keep them company."Emily knew he felt awkward around women, so she just nodded. "Go ahead. I'll call you when Mr. Morgan arrives."Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Do you know what he looks like?"Emily tilted her head and smiled. "I'll recognize him. A middle-aged man, accompanied by a young daughter and a child. I know his son."Jackson thought about it and found it reasonable."Alright, I'm off."He didn't look back and quickly walked away.The little girl's mother tapped Emily's shoulder and whispered, "He's so cool...""Him?" Emily chuckled. She used to think Jackson was very cold and aloof, but after getting to know him better, she realized he used coldness as a shield because he wasn't good at socializing."Yeah, he's tall and handsome. Oh my God, he looks like the male lead in a romance drama!"Emily pursed her lips and smiled. "Do y
"Nathan, you're so good to me."Nathan ignored her and headed straight towards the balloon vendor. But after taking a couple of steps, he realized his wallet was still in the car and turned back to retrieve it.Just as he turned around, he saw Emily standing not far away.Clearly, Sophia hadn't anticipated Nathan suddenly turning back.She had sent Nathan to buy the balloon to prevent him from seeing Emily, but his sudden turn had foiled her plan.Seeing Nathan staring at Emily with infatuation, Sophia was burning with anger. Suddenly, she tightly furrowed her brows and squatted down. "Ouch...""What's wrong?" Grace asked worriedly. "What happened, Sophia?"Sophia gave Grace a signal, and Grace also noticed Emily, as well as Nathan staring blankly at her. She frowned slightly."Mom, I twisted my foot."Grace cooperated with her and called out loudly, "Nathan! Come quickly, your wife is injured!"Nathan frowned, but he didn't move from his spot, still staring intently at Emily and her
Emily silently watched them. Herry's expression had sounded an alarm for her. She had to be careful with everything she did today, especially when interacting with Herry and Grace. She would be extremely cautious.Jackson had already received Emily's call.Jackson and Mr. Morgan met, exchanged polite greetings, and shook hands.However, Jackson clearly wasn't good at socializing, so his attitude was rather cold.Logan Morgan seemed a bit dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything.They entered the amusement park under this strange atmosphere.It was destined not to be calm today, with everyone harboring their own thoughts except for Herry.Herry ran around the amusement park, while Grace intentionally walked slower, approaching Sophia."Mom, did you see Nathan's eyes? They're glued to Emily!""Lower your voice," Grace scolded with a frown. "I have eyes, I can see."Sophia was very angry. Nathan seemed to be ignoring her and constantly tried to get closer to Emily. If Jackson hadn't shie
Seeing that Logan Morgan had begun to doubt Emily's identity, Grace's purpose had been achieved.After all, she still needed to maintain a gentle image, so she didn't push the matter further.There was plenty of time ahead; she wasn't afraid of not being able to deal with Emily.Grace changed the subject, "Look, there's a children's playground up ahead."Logan Morgan chuckled, "Herry loves going to children's playgrounds. Herry, shall I take you to the playground?"Herry held a balloon he snatched from another kid, "No, I'm grown up now. I want to play on the pirate ship! And the go-karts!"Grace said, "But Mom and Dad don't dare to play those thrilling games. Your sister is pregnant.""Then let him accompany me!" Herry pointed at Nathan, "Hey, you want to marry my sister, don't you? You need to please me, you know?"Nathan raised an eyebrow. But he didn't want to accompany him.This kid didn't seem like a good kid, and Nathan didn't want to trouble himself, plus...He glanced in Emil
Sophia deliberately walked slowly. With the excuse of having sprained her foot just now, it was natural for her to pretend to be in pain. Nathan had no choice but to accompany her.Meanwhile, Emily was eager to take this opportunity to slip away. Nathan was now too dangerous for her.Seeing that everyone around had left, Herry could only "reluctantly" follow Emily. He grumbled, "Hey, freak! I'm talking to you! Can you drive a go-kart?"Emily chuckled, "Yes."Herry glared at her and ran straight to the go-kart area, saying as he ran, "Today, I'm going to knock you out of the track!"Emily said nothing and quickly followed him out of this dangerous place.Fortunately, the go-kart area was far from the resting area.Herry rushed in directly and sat on the first kart, with several others quickly passing by. The staff hurried over, "Hi, kid, where are your parents? Do you know it's dangerous to just run in like that?"Herry ignored them, "What's so dangerous about it? I want to play this."
"I don't care; I don't rely on selling cars for my salary. But what about you? Do you still want to play?"Herry clenched his teeth tightly, "...I'm sorry.""Louder.""I'm sorry!!! I apologized, can we call it even?""I didn't hear sincerity," Emily said, "When you do something wrong, you should apologize. You show no sign of remorse. Why should I accept it?"Herry pointed at her, "You're going too far."Emily nodded, turned around, and said, "Alright, then I'll leave, do as you wish.""Wait!" Herry caught up and grabbed her, "Why are women so troublesome? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you a freak. I'll call you a beautiful lady from now on, okay? Is that sincere enough?"Emily stopped in her tracks, "Hmm, that's not bad this time.""Then hurry up and sign! Don't delay."Emily said, "And what about that girl? What did you say to her just now?"The female staff member, noticing Emily's attention had turned to her, waved her hands repeatedly, "It's okay, I'm fine, no need to apolog
After hanging up the phone, Emily still hadn't quite recovered her senses.Mr. Satan's final words...Even though he hadn't said anything particularly romantic, it was enough to keep her blushing for a while."Hey, you... Beauty, what are you thinking about? Why are you smiling for so long?"Herry parked the go-kart by the side, and the staff were helping him undo his safety harness and helmet.Emily snapped back, "Are you done playing?""Once is enough. There are so many rides here, playing the same one over and over gets boring!" Herry said as his harness was being released. He jumped straight off the go-kart, startling the female staff member into a gasp.Emily was used to his style by now. Herry had mellowed out considerably. He listened to Emily now; after all, he needed her signature for whatever ride he wanted to play next."Beauty, how about we try the swinging hammer? It's exhilarating!"Emily's face showed refusal. "You go ahead; I'll wait here.""What fun is it if I go alon
One year later. The house was filled with the soft glow of Christmas lights, their gentle hues dancing across the living room. Emily and Vincent had transformed their home into a cozy haven, with garlands, twinkling lights, and an extravagant Christmas tree that sparkled from every angle. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled in the air as holiday music played softly in the background, creating a festive, heartwarming atmosphere. This Christmas, their first as a married couple, felt like the beginning of something truly beautiful, a peaceful moment carved from the chaos they’d left behind. Guests began to arrive, the first among them being Allen and Olivia, who had just returned from their honeymoon. They entered, hand-in-hand, faces glowing with happiness. Olivia had transformed over the last year. Now a poised and capable woman, she’d embraced her role in helping Allen manage the family business, but her girlish side was still evident. “Emily!” Olivia squealed as she hugged her f
"Three years ago, I nearly died." Emily snatched her passport back from Sophia’s hand. "This British couple is my family. They’re good people. They saved me and took me to England."She held the passport firmly. "And yet, you still wouldn’t let me go. You went to every length to forge my death certificate.""Do you all want to know why they wouldn’t leave a ‘dead’ woman alone?" Emily let out a bitter laugh. "Because this was their only chance to inherit the wealth I left behind.""I didn’t die; I’m alive and back to reclaim what’s rightfully mine. This time, no one will hurt me. Sophia, you and your mother won’t steal my inheritance, and you won’t ruin my wedding. Now, the ceremony continues."Satan stood in the grand hall, watching the strong, fearless woman Emily had become, a wave of unspeakable joy rising within him. His woman had become powerful.Dressed in a white gown, Emily walked slowly toward Satan, accompanied by Bert. The small diamonds on her gown sparkled under the light
“I know,” Emily said firmly.When Vincent slid the ring onto her finger, she felt a flash of disbelief. She’d expected Sophia to pull something, but Vincent’s unwavering stance took her by surprise. It’s over—everything’s finally over.Emily’s eyes glistened with tears.The priest’s voice resonated, “The groom may now kiss the bride…”Emily lowered her head, tears shimmering on her lashes. Vincent leaned in, kissing away the tear before it fell.Applause thundered through the church, and the priest laughed. “Go on, kiss her; she’s yours now.”Vincent didn’t hesitate, pulling Emily into a kiss. “You’re my wife, Emily. Finally.”Emily smiled through her tears. “Yes, I’m finally your wife.”Vincent turned with Emily still in his embrace, facing the crowd. “Emily and I are together now, and nothing will ever come between us again.”The guests watched, Meggie wiping tears of joy from her eyes.But Sophia wasn’t about to let things end on such a perfect note. Her face twisted with such fury
Dylan was right.Three days later, Emily Carter and Vincent Norman were to be married. With Meggie as the wedding’s head organizer, invitations bore Emily's name, revealing to everyone that Miranda—the talented designer making waves at the Pritzker Architecture Prize—was indeed Emily.The announcement stunned all of New York and the entire architecture community. So Miranda is really Emily? People couldn’t believe the city’s most eligible bachelor, Vincent, had been swept off his feet so quickly.The Norman family, known for their longstanding legacy, hosted an extravagant guest list. Alex greeted everyone warmly, while Mandy barely cracked a smile. She was still fuming—she’d barely started her schemes with Grace to find Vincent a “suitable” bride, only to be blindsided by this wedding! She muttered, “Wasn’t he supposed to be so deeply in love with Emily? Now he’s marrying someone else so fast?”Meggie overheard and firmly replied, “The bride is Emily.”“Oh, come on, Mom. She’s not—”
Emily suddenly felt super self-conscious. “Fine, I’ll drink it. But after I’m done, go back to your office!”With that, she tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of lemon water in one go. She quickly shoved the empty glass back into Vincent's hands, saying, "There, all done!"Vincent's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Great. Come to my office at lunchtime," he said with a hint of mischief.Emily frantically tried to signal him with her eyes, mouthing, “People are watching!”Vincent seemed completely unfazed and continued, “It’s freezing outside, so don’t go out. I already asked Dylan to pick up lunch for us; he’ll bring it up, and we’ll eat together.”“...Okay.”He’s gotta be done now, right? Emily thought to herself, hoping he’d leave before the entire office saw this unfold live.“Oh, one more thing,” Vincent added nonchalantly, “Don’t rush off after work. We’ll swing by and pick up your uncle first, then head to my place for dinner with my dad and Meggie.”Emily blink
As soon as Allen left the hospital room, Jackson turned pale and, with a sudden heave, threw up everything he’d just eaten, leaving a mess on the floor.The young nurse, no older than twenty, panicked and rushed toward the door to call a doctor, but Jackson stopped her. “Stay,” he commanded.The nurse looked at him with wide eyes, almost on the verge of tears as she saw his ashen face. “Sir, if you’re unwell, you really should let the doctor check—”“I’m not unwell,” Jackson replied, his voice cold, with a glint of harshness in his eyes. The nurse flinched slightly at his intense gaze.“Are you scared of me?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.“N-no, not at all,” the nurse stammered, shaking her head. “It’s just…”“Don’t worry about it,” he said, a faint sneer forming. “Fear is natural. I’ve never been the nicest person, and I don’t pretend to be.”“Oh no, you’re a good person, sir! You… well, you pay me well,” she replied hesitantly.“Money alone doesn’t make someone good,” Jacks
The projects across the company were running smoothly. Ken managed the technical aspects, and Daniel handled administration and overall decision-making. Even during Satan's three-year absence, The Great Wall Group retained its position as New York’s leading business powerhouse.As Emily browsed the recent news on her phone in the car, it was clear the city was engulfed in Christmas cheer, bright and bustling.Satan glanced over. “Any plans for Christmas?”She paused. “Not really. I’ll probably just stay in and watch TV with Bert.”He nodded without pressing further. Emily wondered what had prompted him to ask; he’d usually spend Christmas with his family.A slight smile crept across her face, but her expression held a tinge of sadness. The people in her life seemed to be growing fewer by the year. Christmas used to be difficult but joyful, a shared warmth despite the hardships. This year, it felt especially lonely. Sophia had long severed ties with the family, and William was gone. It
Jackson cut her off. “Then let me take you to meet my family! You’re amazing—they just don’t know you yet. Once they do, they’ll definitely support us being together. That way, we won’t have to choose, and we can stay together, right?”“What if they still don’t agree?”“I’ll talk to them. I’m committed to you for life. They’ll have to come around, whether they agree or not!”Emily couldn’t help but laugh. “But I don’t agree.”Jackson felt a pang of panic. He tried to sit up to reach her hand, but his body was still confined by the plaster, immobilizing him completely, and he was forced to lie back down. “Emily, are you worried because my parents don’t like you? If I love you, their initial reservations don’t matter; they’ll come to accept it.”“That’s part of it,” Emily admitted, “but there’s a more important reason…”A sinking feeling came over Jackson. “…What is it?”……Weather forecasts are rarely reliable, but this time, it turned out to be spot on.By evening, the sky was filled
Emily didn’t say anything, but her mind was a mess.“You don’t need to say so many sentimental things,” she replied softly. “For Meggie’s sake, I’ll go through with the wedding. Don’t worry.”“But I don’t want a fake wedding,” Satan replied. “I want it to be real.”The elevator stopped on the ground floor.Emily stepped out first, and unlike the warmth of the room upstairs, cold snowflakes were now drifting down outside, and the air felt sharp against her skin, like knives slicing across her face.Standing at the Hilton’s entrance, she asked, “Did you drive here?”“I took a cab.”“Did you sneak out again?”Satan shrugged with a wry smile. “Dylan’s been keeping too close an eye on me.”With no other option, Emily walked to the curb and flagged down a taxi for him, signaling for him to hurry up.“To St. Mary’s Hospital, please,” she instructed, then turned back to him. “When you get there, have Dylan call me to let me know you arrived safely, okay?”He nodded. “And what about you? What