“Is your pillow fluffy enough?” The nurse sweetly said to Emma, making her even more uncomfortable.But she didn't want to seem rude or ungrateful for the kindness they had shown her. It's just that, well, she had never been so comfortable in a hospital room before and it freaked her out at how kind the staff was suddenly being.A weak smile made its way to her lips as she tried hard to hide her embarrassment from her. “Yes, thank you. It is very soft.”The nurse looked up from her notepad with a happy smile on her face. “Great! We have more fruit and juices if you are still hungry and want-”“No, thanks. The sandwich, the soup, and the fruit were enough along with the cranberry juice.” Emma softly said, wondering why they were being so freaking kind to her. it was not her first time being at a hospital, so to her, from past experiences, it was really strange that they were dotting on her like this.When Emma caught the nurse giving her that hesitant look, she felt awkward, knowing th
The sound of her family's voices in the dining room had Emma's heart rising in her chest as she slowly walked past the doorway, heading for the kitchen.When she got there, the servants were not startled by her presence because sometimes, her grandmother punish her by making Emma help out in the kitchen, washing dishes, cleaning the floors, and doing other jobs that the rest of the servants did."Hi, Abner,” Emma said, approaching the head chef with a hesitant look on her face.“What is it?” Abner asked, raising an eyebrow when he noticed Emma's troubled expression. “Why are you looking at me like that?”“Can I ha-ve so…me… food,” “What?!”Nervous by the raise in Abner's voice, Emma began to fiddle with her hands, her mind was spinning, and her stomach felt uneasy. “I am hungry. Can I have some food?” Emma mumbled softly.“I have already served the table. So, why are you not in the dining room with your family, instead you are begging in here like some common servant?”Hesitantly, Em
Confused about the rage burning in her grandfather's eyes, Emma hesitated, feeling Zane squeeze her hand as she tensed up.“Come here now!” Mr. Taylor commanded sternly, making Emma flinch.Feeling like she was being told to make a choice here, she darted her eyes to Zane and then mumbled, “I am not divorcing my husband!”A dry laugh escaped Mr. Taylor's lips as he shook his head and then said, “I am disappointed in how much you turned out exactly like your mother... ignoring all the training, and discipline that I fought to instill in you!!”Seeing that this situation was about to escalate, Zane stepped in, saying humbly, “Grandfather, what is the-”“Don’t you dare refer to me with such a title, you no-good worthless piece of trash! Your lying father just broke off the agreement we had for your arranged marriage! So, I am taking my granddaughter to court to get a divorce, and when we get back, your ass should be out of my house!” Mr. Taylor barked at him.It didn't shock Zane that hi
Silence engulfed the room, and Mrs. Taylor frowned before she cleared her throat and said, “We trusted you and give Emma to your bastard, and you betrayed us the moment your son-”“He’s not my child anymore.” Mr. Briggs coldly interrupted.“Well, the moment he rebelled against you, you turned on our family... So how do you expect us to trust you when you have the means and ability to back out from any deal you make?” “Well, that's why I drafted out a contract. Mr. Alfred is offering fifty million for the project, and if we settled on Theo marrying your granddaughter and living with you, I will offer you fifty percent of the fifty million.” Shock by her husband's sudden decision that she knew nothing about, Deborah cried, “Honey-”“Stay out of this woman.” Mr. Briggs sternly replied, shooting his wife a deadly glare , and then, his gaze shifted to Mrs. Taylor as he added, “What do you say to such an offer?”“Also, you wouldn't need to feed me like that bastard or worry about me beco
A soft hiss from Emma made Zane immediately raise his eyelid, seeing her seated on the bed, staring at her finger. “What happened?” Zane asked, his voice gruff with sleep, and he reached out to take her hand in his. “I must have slept wildly that the blister has burst,” Emma whispered, meeting his eyes.A frown settled on Zane's face before he left the bed and walked over to the dresser, asking, “Where do you keep the first aid kit?”“On top of it,” Emma replied, pointing to the side table.After pulling the side drawer open, Zane grabbed the kit and went back to the bed Then he sat next to Emma, looking into her eyes as he opened the lid of the box. “Should we move out?” Zane asked, locking eyes with her.“Like rent a place of our own?” Emma mumbled. “I am a university student and you are unemployed. Can we really pull that off-”“I had some money-saving before my dad fired me. We can start on that and I can find a new job.” “That’s a huge step. Can you...” Emma trailed off.Nodd
First, Sophia walked into the living room, followed by Theo, and then finally Leon, seeing their father seated on the couch, his face itched with worry and concern as he looked up at them and then mumbled, “Take a seat.” Even though they were all baffled by his sudden mood shift and they couldn’t understand why exactly he wanted them there, none of them questioned him further and went to sit on the two couches adjacent to him.“I tried to push this out of my head... But it keeps hunting me.” Mr. Briggs sighed before looking between Theo and Leon again. His voice and expression were so deadpan and it made even the three of them uneasy because they had never seen their father like this before… Never.“How did Zane get Mr. Alfred to agree to the contract when all you three failed to get Mr. Alfred to even see you guys?” Mr. Briggs spoke up, a frown etching onto his face and his eyes focused on his children.“How should we know? After all, Zane was the one that got the contract and not
The mansion was so quiet after last night's event, and everyone was still recovering from their stomach ache, and when Emma and Zane came downstairs into the room, she was shocked to see them all sitting in the living room, looking disoriented.Although she and Zane came down to tell her grandfather and grandmother that they plan to move, she held back her tongue, seeing that everyone was in a bad mood.“Grandmother, grandfather... Are you guys not feeling well?” Emma finally spoke up after a short awkward silence that hung heavily over them. Both Zane and her grandfather exchanged glares before Mr. Tyler scowled at his granddaughter, lashing out, “What do you want?!”“Zane and I are going out,” Emma mumbled, not knowing what else she could do or say in this situation. “And so? Are you here to beg your grandfather for pocket change?! If so, we don't have money to give you!” Madam Taylor snapped, her words cutting deep into Emma's heart.Not saying another word, she drew a breath an
"Wake up," Zane's soft voice echoed in Emma's ears, and she moved slightly in bed.Then he reached on her shoulder, gently shaking her awake. When Emma's eyelid rose, she could see the morning light streaming through their apartment windows. As she stared at Zane, she was still in disbelief that she had been living with him for a couple of days now."Morning, little wife," Zane whispered, planting a kiss on her cheek. Softly, she smiled at him, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, watching the excitement in his gaze."Are we still attending Ava's wedding reception since you said we are not going to the ceremony?" Emma uttered, yawning loudly. chuckling lightly at her cuteness, Zane ran his hand through her hair and then rested his lips on her neck, kissing it before whispering, "Yes. And we are going shopping." "Really?" Emma questioned, lifting her head to look at him with wide eyes.The sudden excitement in her eyes made Zane smile as he nodded, grinning widely. "Yes! So get up an