There's someone else in her heart!
In other words, she could make room for a scumbag like Noah Taylor in her heart. She could also make room for Elijah Clark, the man from her past. But she couldn't make room for him—Liam Williams!
Yes, his marriage to Emma Johnson was just an act.
Like a professional actress, Emma had long known the script and played the role of his wife with all her heart.
Only he had been unwilling to accept that fact.
Liam had thought her sadness, her tears, and her vulnerability were real.
He should have seen it clearly. It all started with a lie. What was real? What was fake? It didn't matter anymore.
What mattered was that they both got what they wanted from each other.
Liam's eyes narrowed, and a cold snort escaped his lips.
For a moment, Liam really wanted to tear that dress apart. He also wanted to tear off Emma's mask and see her true face.
Liam put the note back into the box and glanced at Charlotte. "We're going to rest now. Give this box to the young lady tomorrow morning. You can get some rest too..."
With that, he stood up lazily and walked slowly upstairs.
After all the tossing and turning, Liam had no energy left. He would save the accusations and questions for later.
Yanlie had given her that bracelet, and she still wore it on her wrist. So this dress—he thought she would like it too, right?
When Liam pushed open the bedroom door with a heavy body, Emma greeted him with a smile and took the initiative to help him unbutton his coat. "You don't look well. Can you handle tomorrow's schedule..."
Emma paused, thinking of another question.
Tomorrow seemed to be a very important day for Pinnacle Corporation.
"Liam, about tomorrow... I heard it's the launch event for Milan Fashion House. Should I go with you?"
Liam lowered his head and looked at her with cold eyes. "Of course, you need to go. In the morning, there's a press interview—you can skip that. But later, at the press conference and the evening celebration banquet, you, as the president's wife... wouldn't it be inappropriate not to show up?"
His voice was still as low and sexy as ever, but there was a cool, thin edge to his tone.
After hearing this, Emma couldn't help but feel nervous. This would be the first time she stood in front of the mass media as Liam Williams' wife. And Milan Fashion House's press conference was so important—she was afraid she might mess something up.
Emma swallowed her saliva and looked at his face with bright eyes. "But I don't know what to do... What if I cause you trouble again?"
After everything that had happened, Emma's talent for causing trouble even scared herself.
Fortunately, every time, Liam would step up and stand in front of her.
"You don't have to do anything. You don't have to say anything. Just stand behind me." With that, Liam took off his coat and walked toward the bathroom.
Now, he didn't want to say another word to Emma. He didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to hear it.
Watching Liam's cold and listless figure, Emma frowned.
Was he so tired that he was like this?
Wasn't he fine at the hospital just now?
When he got home, he seemed like a different person. But she hadn't done anything. She didn't know what had made him unhappy again.
Emma took off her shoes, stepped barefoot onto the plush carpet, walked around the bed a few times, and then climbed onto it.
She sat cross-legged by the bed, waiting for him to finish his bath.
She had a lot to say to Liam. So many things had happened these days that she couldn't digest them all at once.
So she decided that no matter how cold Liam was or how much he ignored her, she would say everything she needed to say.
Also, deep down, although Liam's mouth was a little sharp, he had a kind heart.
After experiencing so many things, Emma had begun to rely on this man.
The kidnapping, the rumors, the accident with Emilia Clark...
At every critical moment, the only person she could think of was him—Liam Williams.
It was as if he had some special magic.
He could solve all problems and handle all emergencies.
...
Just as she was thinking about it, Liam came out of the bathroom.
Liam, who had just taken a bath, looked fresh and cool. His well-defined features were even more striking under the light. Although the damp hair on his forehead had been blow-dried, it still looked a little wet.
His upper body was bare, revealing a perfect, strong chest. Looking down a little, there was a sexy V-line...
Full of temptation.
Emma blinked, her eyes still lingering on the muscles of Liam's lower abdomen.
Liam glanced at her casually and noticed she was staring at his body.
His eyes turned cold.
What did she mean by that? Was she pretending to be like this?
Thinking about it, he felt a little annoyed. He quickly walked to the bed, pulled back the covers, and lay down.
Emma also realized her gaffe and coughed twice. "Um, Liam, why don't you ask me about Emilia?"
Normal people would ask, right?
For example, how did you meet a cancer patient?
For example, did you take Emilia to the restaurant across from their company today?
"It's your freedom and your privacy. We agreed not to interfere with each other's private lives. I don't know your friends. Besides, I'm not interested in these things."
Liam's cold voice finished the sentence, and he still felt bored.
Ever since he found out that Emma was likely Elijah Clark's contact...
Ever since he found out that Elijah had given her that bracelet...
And tonight, how dare someone send things to his home?
Did they think Liam was a pushover? Was the green hat so obvious?
"Oh... Anyway, I still want to thank you. You always save me when I'm in trouble. Liam, I really want to thank you."
"No need. I'm just doing my duty as a husband. But I haven't forgotten our agreement. You don't have to thank me. If you weren't Mrs. Williams... I wouldn't even blink." His faint tone didn't sound angry.
But why didn't Emma feel happy at all?
So that was it. Liam saved her again and again because of her identity.
He was lying!
Emma's first reaction was that Liam must be lying.
If it was just because of her identity, he didn't have to come in person.
There were so many capable people under Liam's command. If something happened, he could send someone to rescue her.
Why did he come in person every time?
At the hospital, why didn't he let her donate blood to save Emilia?
Why, when she was at her saddest and most helpless, did he stand by her side and say lightly, "It's okay, I'm here"?
So many casual gestures—Emma wouldn't believe what he said.