Semua Bab An Affair with the Billionaire: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Even without the sun's warmth, Emerald still looked soft and gentle, like a delicate petal slowly falling. Alaric didn’t want to break the quiet moment, so he spoke softly, “Where should I put this?”Emerald turned and saw Alaric holding a large woven bag in one hand. Gio had been complaining earlier about the weight of his bags, even though he only carried two. Emerald was surprised and immediately set down the hanger she was holding and stepped closer.“Why are you carrying so many at once?” she asked.“It’s fine. Can I leave it here?” Alaric asked as he moved past her, placing the bags beside the bed. They seemed full of blankets and bedding.“Sure.”Emerald glanced at him. Alaric’s black T-shirt was soaked with sweat. He lifted the hem of his shirt to wipe his face, unintentionally revealing his toned abs. He looked like he had just taken a shower, drenched in sweat and clearly exhausted. Red marks lined his arms where the straps of the heavy bags had dug into his skin. He looked

Emerald was starting to seriously suspect that Alaric might be descended from a cleaning robot. He moved fast and worked so well. He’d just finished cleaning the room, and now the living room, kitchen, and bathroom were spotless—even the floors were wiped down. Emerald couldn’t help but smile at the sight."I read once that cows are inefficient, horses are impatient, and donkeys are quick-tempered. But part-timers—now they’re something else. Hardworking, efficient, patient, and good-tempered. Mr. Corrigan, it’s a shame if you don’t do part-time work—you’re a natural!"Alaric walked over to her, his long legs carrying him closer until he pulled her into his arms. "So, Teacher Greene, you think that highly of me?"He was soaked in sweat, and anyone else would probably find it repulsive. But to Emerald, Alaric, drenched in sweat, only seemed more attractive—stronger, more desirable. All sorts of thoughts began running through her mind.Emerald’s long braid fell against her chest. She tri

When the Valentine family and Mrs. Florida’s gaze landed on Emerald, their smiles immediately faded. Mr. and Mrs. Valentine exchanged looks, as if silently questioning why Emerald was even here. Mrs. Valentine wasn’t oblivious; she knew her son was only playing around and would never risk the family’s reputation by bringing an illegitimate daughter to an event like this.Mrs. Florida narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Emerald with a silent warning, almost in disbelief that Emerald had disregarded her earlier reminders. It felt as though the entire room grew colder with Emerald’s arrival.Oblivious to the tension, Sue abruptly asked, "Emerald, what are you doing here? Who are you to attend an event like this?" Samantha quickly took Emerald’s hand, feigning concern. “I invited Ember. She’s family too, after all. How could we have a family dinner without her?”Emerald ignored the critical stares around her and focused instead on the middle-aged man in a perfectly tailored suit, radi

Emerald was always the picture of a calm and modest traditional woman. But everything changed the moment she met Alaric. Her restraint vanished when he defended her in front of everyone.Since childhood, her father had doubted her suitability for marriage, while her mother insisted that her only path was to marry a wealthy man. Ethan had a simple belief: beautiful women should rely on men.None of them paid attention to her true feelings. Whether she was hurt or struggling, they didn’t care. All that mattered was how long she could maintain her beauty.She had walked alone down a dark, muddy road for years, holding a broken umbrella.For the first time, when she was pushed into the mud, someone stood up for her and dismissed all criticisms on her behalf.Emerald felt a spark of joy and hope bloom within her. This complex emotion was like a seed planted in the softest part of her heart, slowly growing like fresh sprouts in a gentle drizzle.At the end of the dim hallway, Emerald presse

She disrupted his calm. Alaric’s breathing grew rapid, and Emerald’s hands moved quickly, unbuttoning his shirt, her slender fingers slipping inside. When her palm touched his lower abdomen, she felt the hard, uneven ridges of his muscles, each part of him responding to her touch.They both gasped softly. It had been a long time since they were this close. Maybe it was true what they say—sometimes, a little distance does wonders, even better than a newlywed’s embrace. This feeling was achingly sweet.Emerald tugged at his coat, unbuttoning it one by one to properly feel his body.In the darkness, she heard Alaric’s soft groan. Her fingers traced his Adam’s apple, then settled on his belt buckle. Her voice came out with a teasing, seductive lilt.“Mr. Corrigan, want me to take this off for you? Hmm?”The delicate mountain flower, always regal and unmatched in beauty, had been stopped by a woman at his door. In an instant, Emerald was testing his sensitivity in the shadows, her touch ch