The butler quickly took the clothes. "Sir, have you and the missus had dinner? If not, I'll have the kitchen prepare something."
He didn't even lift his eyelids. Liam had no intention of answering the butler's question.
Emma pursed her lips. This man was so arrogant. She couldn't help it. If he was angry, he was angry. The butler hadn't provoked him, had he?
"Butler, we've already eaten out. Don't bother." Emma's sweet voice rang out.
To everyone's surprise, Benjamin stood up and said mischievously, "Did you two really go on a date? Brother, Christopher just told me the company has been working overtime every day. It's good that you still have time to date?"
Emma felt a little annoyed. Was this a date?
It was truly unimaginable.
If it was, it had to be the worst date she'd ever been on. Liam, that big ice cube, always wore a sour expression, making her feel uneasy even while eating.
"Benjamin, you're overthinking. Your brother and I just went to have dinner. No matter how busy we are, we still have to eat." Emma immediately denied it. It was just a meal, not a date!
Hearing this, Liam's face darkened even more. Could he tell this stupid woman that he had sought her out for a date?
And she had still made a mess of it, with all that drama in between.
Christopher's question, which had been bothering him all night, was finally answered. So the boss had said something about just accompanying his wife to dinner?
So instead of working overtime at the company, he had gone to pick up his wife for dinner?
However, looking at his expression, which seemed far from happy, Christopher picked up the documents on the table, looked at Liam, and said, "Sir, I've brought all the relevant documents and lists for the Milan Fashion House press conference. Would you like to take a look?"
"Alright, I'll change first. Wait for me in the study." With that, Liam went upstairs without even glancing at Emma.
She was dying of anxiety. Wasn't it just a lie? Did Liam have to be so angry and ignore her?
Otherwise, it would be better to explain before he exploded.
Thinking this, Emma smoothed her hair, glanced at Benjamin and Christopher, nodded slightly, and followed Liam with small steps.
In their bedroom.
Liam had a habit of changing clothes when he came home.
After wearing a shirt for a long time, he felt uncomfortable and restricted, so he had formed the habit of changing into a pure cotton T-shirt every day after work.
Having lived with him for so long, Emma knew these little details. So she took the lead in finding his usual T-shirt from the closet and handed it to Liam.
She even took the initiative to help him unbutton his shirt. If it were any other time, she would never have done that.
But now, who made her the one at fault? Who made her lie? She could only behave this well, lest Liam's temper flare up.
Emma carefully unbuttoned his shirt, cleared her throat twice softly, and said, "Liam, I... I'll tell you the truth."
Hearing this, Liam lowered his head and finally gave her a look.
There seemed to be a slight change in his gloomy face. The dangerous look in his eyes had weakened a lot.
Emma bit her lip nervously, swallowed her saliva, and continued, "Actually, just now... when I was in the restaurant, I did see Elijah. But I really didn't know he would be there. I was afraid you would be angry, so I didn't dare to tell you the truth just now... I'm sorry."
What Emma said was true.
After she said it, the big stone in her heart suddenly fell. As long as Liam wasn't angry and didn't start a fight, everything would be easy to talk about.
"Why didn't you say it when we were in the car?" Although he listened to Emma's explanation, he still felt vaguely that things might not be so simple.
"I was going to say it, but there was no chance. Liam... I admitted my mistake on my own initiative. Isn't that better than lying to you? Don't be angry with me anymore, okay? I didn't mean to. Who would have thought Elijah would go to that restaurant for dinner?" Emma's sweet voice, now tinged with a little fear, was a bit more delicate and soft.
Her attitude in admitting her mistake was very important.
"Alright." The temperature of Liam's voice finally eased a little.
Almost all night, he had been waiting for this sentence from Emma.
No matter what she said, Liam would choose to believe her. At least for now, he would still believe Emma, no matter what.
Maybe that was the truth.
Elijah had just made an appointment with a friend to eat at that restaurant. He and Emma had also gone there, just... when Elijah appeared, he had gone out to answer a phone call.
Just in time, Elijah had given her a gift.
It was a bit far-fetched to say, but now that Emma had explained it, he would still choose to believe it. By intuition, by Emma standing less than a centimeter away from him, by her sincere eyes when she spoke.
"Don't be angry about this anymore. Don't sulk, and don't take it out on the innocent servants, you know?" Emma said bossily.
Liam was always like this. As soon as he got angry, the people around him would suffer. When he was angry, his face, which rarely smiled, could scare people sick.
By then, all the buttons on Liam's shirt had been undone, revealing his wheat-colored skin, strong chest, and sexy abdominal muscles.
Emma glanced at him casually and immediately felt her face flush and her heart race. The huge sense of oppression made her involuntarily step back.
Liam's deep eyes stared at her, and he noticed Emma was shy. He didn't know what to say about her.
They had been together for so long. She must have seen this many times. But Liam just couldn't figure it out. Every time, she would blush and her heart would race, as if she was interested in his body, but also a little scared?
Liam raised his hand and gently pulled her into his arms, letting Emma's face softly press against his chest. "Wife, this shouldn't be a physical relationship, right? What are you blushing about?"
His wicked voice reminded her above her head. Emma pressed against his warm chest and could clearly hear his heartbeat. For a moment... that powerful and steady heartbeat made Emma feel at a loss.
She wanted to back away, but found that Liam's hands were tightly wrapped around her shoulders, and she couldn't move back.