When she arrived at the elevator door, Emily froze. Why did Cayden take her upstairs? There were just the Evans' rooms and work space on that floor. "Emily? Why are you thinking? Come on in," Cayden said. It turned out he was already in the elevator. Emily blinked. Faking a laugh, she stood by Cayden's side. "Sorry. I was too amazed. The elevator in my office isn't even this big," she replied spontaneously. "We actually prepared this elevator for Inston. Who would have thought, I would actually be using it now." Emily's face dimmed. She didn't mean to spread sadness. "I think Inston will be happy when he sees this elevator. He knows how much his family loves and cares about him," she tried to fix the situation. Cayden raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect Emily to prefer talking about the future rather than the past. "Yes, I also think so. Especially, when he finds out that his family members have increased in number. He must be happy to wake up and see the world again."
"Do you know why I take you here?" Cayden whispered again. Emily shook her head. "Why?" "Because you barely know me. All this time, I've only seen you from afar. When we met in France, I still pretended to be Prince. Now ...." Cayden took Emily's hand. "Only now can I show you who I truly am. I don't want you to be confused and doubtful anymore, Emily. I want you to know me well. I am a man who's trying to be cool, so I can meet you again without shame or regret." Emily bit her lip. Her tears would spill if she didn't do that. "I admit I was confused. But I never doubted you, Cay," she replied in a hoarse voice. "I know, you're the boy I had always been waiting for—someone I believed would come, someone who would keep his promises." While taking a deep breath, Emily looked at the wall that displayed Cayden's journey of life. There were only pictures of the people closest to him on that side. One of them was hers. "Just like you, Cay, I also have lots of stories to tell. I
"Please have a seat, Princess. Enjoy the most romantic instrumental piece without getting tired of standing," Cayden said softly. Now Emily understood why Cayden didn't sit in the middle of the bench. He left some space for her. After Emily sat beside him, Cayden closed his eyes. He played every melody with deep feeling. Emily enjoyed it with teary eyes. "Did you know?" Cayden whispered while kept playing. "Liebestraume is actually an original song. It has lyrics, the poems that describe three forms of love." Cayden's voice was so gentle. Emily couldn't help but look at him. Even though his eyes were still closed, his face was still enchanting. Smiling, Emily kept to listen to his words. "The first section is about exalted love, while the second is about erotic love." Cayden paused his words, adjusting to the rhythm of the song. "The most famous part is the one I'm playing. Liebestraume number three. This song is about mature love, the highest level of love that a person
Emily had tried to act normally at dinner. However, her head was too heavy to lift. Her gaze kept avoiding Gabriella. Gabriella knew that the girl was embarrassed. She also tried to act normally. However, she couldn't take her eyes off of her "future daughter-in-law". According to her, Emily was cute and sweet. "Emily, can I ask you something?" she asked when the opportunity came. Emily straightened her back. Her eyes widened, especially when she realized that Gabriella was smiling mysteriously at her. "Yes, Ma'am." The woman sitting opposite Emily leaned towards the table. "Do you have an ideal age for marriage?" Emily froze. Her eyes flickered, searching for the right answer. The others secretly found her expression funny. "I-I ... never thought about it." Gabriella's lips pursed. "How about you start thinking about it? Maybe that could be a clue when Cayden should propose to you." "Mom?" the guy who sat beside Gabriella whispered. "Why discuss that? Emily could be
"If I could have a daughter, I would like to have one like you. You're kind, beautiful, and intelligent. You're polite and also brave." Emily widened her eyes at the compliment. She felt flattered and shy at the same time. "Thank you, Mrs. Evans. I didn't know you thought that great of me," she said with her head slightly bowed. "You're that great, Sweetheart. Why do you sound doubtful?" Emily peeked out of the corner of her eye. Her smile turned wry. "Recently, I've done a lot of stupid things. I put Cayden in danger several times. I still regret it till now. I also feel that I haven't succeeded in making amends. My kindness towards Cayden is still lacking." Suddenly, Gabriella laughed. Her voice surprised Emily. "See? How sweet and kind you are. If you weren't the girl of choice, you would have left Cayden. I mean, he's sitting in a wheelchair. Other girls would have run away, but you," Gabriella stroked Emily's shoulder, "you chose to stay beside him. You helped him r
"C-Cayden? Didn't I tell you to be careful? It's a good thing you fell on me. Otherwise? It could have been dangerous," Emily scolded, still panting. Her heart was beating too fast. Unexpectedly, Cayden laughed. He stroked her hair, whispering, "I knew you wouldn't let me fall. You caught me swiftly. Are you hurt?" Emily shook her head slightly. "You'd better be more careful if you're afraid of hurting me. We're lucky the bed was behind us. Otherwise, we'd have landed on the floor. Now let's get up. It's not good if we stay here too long. Other people might misunderstand." Emily pushed Cayden's shoulder. However, the man was reluctant to move. "What would people think if they saw us like this? We didn't do anything. You just saved me from falling down to the floor." Cayden smiled mischievously. His index finger moved gently, erasing the wrinkles at her eyebrows. Seeing the curve of his lips, Emily finally understood. Her eyebrows knitted again, her head tilted slightly to th
"C-Cayden?" Emily whispered after a moment. Cayden was still hugging her. He didn't even budge. Occasionally, he rubbed her head with his cheek. "Please don't move yet, Emily. Stay like this. Just one minute. One more minute," Cayden held her tighter. Sensing his sincerity, Emily smiled slightly. She put her arm around Cayden's waist. Her eyes were closed, soaking in peace. "Okay. One minute." Cayden took Emily to lean on the pillow. Emily spontaneously adjusted her position to make it more comfortable. They were both half lying down now. "You know what? I really love you, Emily. I really, really love you," Cayden whispered as he stroked her arm. "Yes, I know." Cayden glanced. "How do you know?" Emily looked up slightly. "You take good care of me." "You also take good care of me. Does it mean you love me too?" Emily widened her smile. "I do love you, Cayden Evans." The curve of Cayden's lips grew bigger. Pressing his cheek against Emily's temple, he closed his
"Emily, are you sure you're okay?" Cayden asked in front of the door guarded by two police officers. Emily raised an eyebrow. She forced a smile on her face, nodding slightly. "I'm fine. Just a little tense." "You don't need to accompany me to face Seth, Princess. You can wait in that chair with Orion." Emily shook her head. "I can't let you meet that criminal alone. Even though he is helpless, his heart is still evil. He can do anything." "These two officers will accompany me. You don't need to be afraid." "Still, I want to accompany you. The protection they provide is different from the protection from me." While Orion sighed in amusement, Cayden smiled sweetly. "Fine. Stand behind me if you're scared." Emily wore a sullen look. "I won't be scared." Then, the officer opened the door. Cayden moved his wheelchair in first. Emily and Orion followed. Seeing their arrival, the man lying on the bed widened his eyes. He wanted to get up. However, the handcuffs on his ha