Emma Johnson always remembered the one-year agreement she had with Liam Williams.
So, to escape that situation when the time came, the only thing she could do now was to play the part of Liam's virtuous and generous wife.
It was better for them to live in peace, without interfering with each other.
Emma shook her head and closed her eyes wearily.
These things were easy to think about, but incredibly difficult to do.
God only knew how hard it was to get along with a man like Liam, who had been arrogant since childhood!
Unfortunately, before meeting him, Emma had been a good girl who never caused trouble.
But now?
All these wonderful things were making her doubt her own talent for causing trouble!
"Well, I don't want to think about these problems anymore. My head hurts..." Emma raised her hand and rubbed her messy, fluffy hair, saying helplessly.
It was true. Her head really did hurt.
Emma gently touched the wound on her forehead, thinking that it was probably because the wound hadn't healed yet. She always felt a terrible pain in her head.
Elijah Clark's gentle eyes were filled with Emma's haggard appearance, and he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.
To be honest, all of this had really happened because of him.
On the day of Emma's wedding, if he hadn't called to ask her out to meet, maybe the later things wouldn't have happened.
She wouldn't have been hurt so badly, and Liam wouldn't have treated Emma so rudely.
So, it was all because of him that things had come to this stage.
"Weiwei, do you really love each other? I saw him just now..." Elijah's hesitant expression made Emma feel guilty.
When she heard the word "love," she felt a slight shiver in her heart.
Was this love?
It was ridiculous. She and Liam had started off on the wrong foot. Could she really expect Liam to fall in love with her?
Or, would she ever like this arrogant guy?
No way!
Emma was very clear. Even if Liam pretended to be gentle and considerate in front of outsiders, she wouldn't believe it.
It was just an act. Liam and she were both trying their best to play their roles.
Love was not love.
If you didn't love, you would say you loved.
In this materialistic society, people could always easily say "I love you," just like that.
So was Liam.
Emma sighed heavily. She was afraid of others asking her this question. She felt guilty every time she answered.
This time, Emma still put on a brave face, looking at Elijah with a firm expression, and replied seriously, "Of course Liam and I love each other. We just had a fight, and you happened to show up... In fact, he is really good to me. Elijah, it's not what you see..."
"Well, don't explain so much. I understand. You should get some rest. There's a meeting at the hospital. I'll see you later... Get some sleep, you fool." Elijah didn't want to continue listening. He took the lead in interrupting Emma's words and finished speaking.
Then he got up, gave Emma a gentle look, and walked out of the room without looking back.
There was no other expression on his face, but his heart seemed to be dripping blood.
He had heard more than once that they were in love.
Although Liam had done that to her, and she had been caught by him, Emma still spoke up for him again and again.
If that wasn't love, what was it?
Elijah finally understood Emma's feelings, but he wasn't happy at all.
Maybe...
He still had a little chance.
The wedding hadn't officially taken place yet. Although the hope was slim, he wouldn't give up on Emma so easily.
For Elijah, Emma was not just about love. What she carried was Elijah's entire youthful dream.
He wanted to marry her.
He loved her.
This idea had taken root and sprouted in the deepest part of his heart, lasting for a long time.
Pinnacle Corporation.
The top floor.
When Christopher Martin opened the door and walked into the president's office, a strong smell of tobacco hit him in the face.
When he walked in, the ashtray on Liam's desk was full of cigarette butts, and even his clean desk was scattered with ashes.
Christopher frowned, looked at Liam sitting on the chair with dull eyes, and whispered, "Sir, there's a call from the transportation department... They said the troublemaker who hit your wife has been caught. Do you think we should go and take a look?"
"It's none of my business? If they caught him, just let them handle it themselves." At this time, where was Liam in the mood to take care of these affairs?
"But Sir, that's not what you said the other day." Christopher didn't dare to continue.
He could only remind him so euphemistically.
But the real fact was that three days ago, because the transportation department had just used ten cars to catch the troublemaker, Liam had been annoyed.
At that time, Emma hadn't woken up, and Liam had attached great importance to it.
Now, Emma had not only woken up, but also... In the morning, in front of so many people, she had actually spoken up for Elijah.
Liam almost didn't vomit blood.
"Well, what should I do? Beat that guy up or what?" Liam looked at Christopher seriously.
"Sir, let's go and take a look. I'm worried that... If this troublemaker's purpose is not simple, then your wife might encounter this situation again in the future. Whether it's a real accident or some other reason, it's not a bad thing to find out, right?"
"It's possible. Let's go... Do you have any plans for the afternoon?" Liam asked as he got up.
"There's nothing urgent these days, Sir. You can go to the hospital more often to accompany your wife..." Christopher just casually said. If he knew what had happened between Liam and Emma in the morning, he wouldn't have mentioned the hospital!
But Liam was in a daze? Oh!
He wanted to understand. Such a woman, how could she be worth him wasting a little energy? A woman without a conscience!
Not to mention angry.
Besides, when he deliberately approached Emma and planned the wedding, he should have thought of the present scene.
Two people who didn't love each other were tied together. What kind of good life could they have?
As long as he caught the fox, Liam would definitely kick Emma out of the Williams family without hesitation.
Just now... The time wasn't ripe yet.
His plan had just begun, so Emma's chess piece must not be lost.
This game was started by him, and it must end by him!