Liam had already figured out the man's identity, but hearing the name from Emma's lips still ignited a fierce jealousy inside him.
It seemed only Noah Taylor's name could make her voice so tender.
He sneered inwardly. Without a second glance at Noah, he scooped the woman in his arms and strode in the opposite direction.
Emma clung tightly to Liam, her face pressed against his chest. She held him without a word.
At first, Liam paid little attention to the woman in his arms. But after a few steps, he thought he heard her soft, muffled sobs.
No... was she crying?
His face darkened as he looked down at Emma. She was biting her index finger, crying in secret.
Crying?
Liam's deep eyes grew even more somber. Was that man so important that she would cry for him?
She had said before that there was someone in her heart, that she wouldn't fall in love within a year.
Was it because of that man just now?
Liam's expression shifted as he watched her.
At that moment, he suddenly wanted to kiss her.
Just like the first day they met, when he had kissed her without hesitation.
Liam found a clean spot and gently set her down. His face was dark with displeasure. "Are you saying Noah Taylor is the only man in the world?"
Everyone knew Noah was a scumbag. What was there to hold onto?
And crying in secret? How stupid could she be?
"No... I wasn't crying. The wind was too strong. Something must have blown into my eyes." Emma sniffled, wiped the tears from her face, and forced a grin at Liam. It was a smile uglier than crying.
Liam stared at her. "Ugly as hell. You might as well just cry..."
He couldn't help it. She really was ugly, okay? If she smiled like that, he'd rather watch her cry.
Emma was speechless.
Was that supposed to be comforting?
But still, because of her slip-up, how could she explain it? Liam was still her husband, after all.
Thinking of another man in front of her husband made Emma feel guilty. "Hey, Liam, I've been working all night, and I'm hungry. Want to grab a bite with me?"
It was time to eat, but she still wanted to eat.
"I didn't drive. Do you know any place around here?"
"Yes, there are plenty. Go straight down this road, then turn right. There are a lot of food stalls. I love eating there." Emma's face finally looked better, the gloom from before swept away.
She disguised herself so perfectly that even Liam thought she was truly fine.
But who knew that after they arrived at their destination, she casually found a seat at a big food stall and sat down. "Boss, fry me a bowl of rice noodles! Extra spicy! I mean it!"
The stall owner took out a small notebook and jotted it down. He grinned foolishly. "Okay! Anything else, miss?"
"Then grilled beef, chicken, pork, lamb, fish, scallops, lobster—all in large portions! Extra spicy! Super spicy!" Emma said with a mischievous look, sitting across from the cold-faced man.
"Two more drinks, boss! Oh, no, three glasses of liquor. No spicy."
The stall owner was speechless.
Was she trying to get drunk?
Liam was speechless too.
He had simply thought she just wanted to grab a midnight snack.
"I just want to drink, Liam. You don't mind, do you?" Emma rubbed her eyes, then muttered in a low voice, "I just want someone to drink with me."
Liam sighed helplessly. Who would believe that? This stupid woman!
Drink? Did she have to order so much food? And all meat!
Because the grilling took time, the boss brought the drinks first.
Three glasses of liquor, fifty-proof.
Emma glanced at the drinks, then at Liam. "One for you, two for me. That's fair, right? If I don't bully you, who will? I'm a good drinker."
"Are you sure? You drink better than me?" Liam's dull voice was still cold, his eyes fixed on Emma across from him.
She just wanted to get drunk, didn't she? Because of Noah?
Now, whenever Liam thought of the man in her heart, he couldn't help but want to explode.
But he didn't expect what happened next.
Emma picked up a glass of liquor and downed it in one go!
Seeing this, Liam got up to grab her glass, but he was a little too late.
"Mine's gone, haha... Why are you taking it from me? Where's your drink? Here..." With that, Emma turned her glass upside down and placed it on the table. She pointed to the glass in front of him. "Liam, I'm not cheating you. I'm a good drinker. Like this, I'll have another ten, just a little bit."
After drinking, Emma propped her chin on her hand, staring at Liam with a silly smile. Her cheeks were flushed red. "Liam, tell me the truth. Have you ever been deeply in love with someone?"
"No." Liam insisted.
"You're lying. I don't know you. You're so shameless and mean. How could you not fall in love when you think about it all the time?" Because of the alcohol, Emma's voice couldn't help but rise a few decibels.
As soon as she said that, the nearby guests couldn't help but laugh.
Liam continued to rub his forehead. Ah, this stupid woman!
Liam didn't answer. He just sat beside her expressionlessly, looking at Emma without saying a word.
The coldness in his deep, dark eyes made everyone sitting nearby stop laughing.
Emma didn't notice anything. She picked up another glass of liquor, took a small sip, and continued, "But I think, Liam, you have a great body. I've always liked your six-pack abs, your chest muscles, your biceps... Really, they're very sexy. I want to drool just looking at them..."
"Eh..." The guests around her let out a collective sound of disdain.
What a show of affection!
When she said that, the girls nearby couldn't help but look at Liam more.
His appearance was wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy, plus Emma's praise of him.
All the girls here turned their heads to look at this man with extraordinary looks and a powerful bearing.
At this time, the boss gradually brought over the food they had ordered. "Miss, eat well. If it's not enough, just say so. Your boyfriend is really excellent. You should cherish him."
"He... He's not my boyfriend..." Emma began to say, "He's my husband. Um... a bad husband."
Liam was speechless.
"Have you had too much to drink? Can't you handle it? If you're hungry, eat quickly, and then we'll go home!"
Although Liam's tone was fierce, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, quickly disappearing.
Emma's drunkenness surged up. She didn't notice the subtle change in Liam's eyes.
"What are we going home for? To... you know?" The alcohol flooded her mind. She only felt light-headed, and she had to speak very loudly to be heard, so she raised her voice by a few decibels.
Everyone was speechless.
Liam was speechless too.
Was it really okay to be so direct? This damned woman!
To prevent her from saying something even more shocking later, Liam quickly took out his wallet and signaled the boss to settle the bill.
Then he picked up Emma, who was already drunk and unconscious, and quickly fled the scene.
As God was his witness, if he stayed one more second, Liam wouldn't be able to control himself from spanking her little bottom. This stupid woman!