"You made this for me?"
His voice, magnetic and charming, carried a hint of disbelief.
"Of course. It's winter, after all. You don't have to wear it often."
Emma Johnson looked up and smiled at Liam Williams.
Liam extended his slender hand and touched the scarf in front of him. The soft texture brought him warmth. He had thought Emma was knitting in her bedroom every night for Elijah Clark. But he was wrong.
She had bought the wool just to knit for him.
The ecstasy in his heart was impossible to hide. He put the scarf around his neck right there.
"Well, it's perfect. I love it."
A warm, gentle smile filled his eyes as he gazed at Emma.
Emma had thought Liam might be a little put off by it. But seeing the smile in his eyes, she knew he didn't hate it.
It seemed her hard work hadn't been in vain this time.
"That's good."
She couldn't say much more. Although she was very happy, the words got stuck in her throat.
For Liam, this winter gift was enough to offset the coldness inside him. In this way, he knew he held a place in Emma's heart. It seemed his efforts had never been wasted. Emma could see what he had done for her.
This gift was more precious than any expensive sports car or diamond watch.
The next day, Liam went to work wearing the scarf. When he got into the car, he didn't forget to ask the driver, Matthew Clark, if the scarf looked good on him.
Matthew was confused. He looked at the very ordinary gray scarf and thought something was wrong with his eyes. He thought it was plain. Was it from some famous brand that the young master liked? Although he felt the weaving style was no better than his wife's, he praised it as beautiful.
"Of course, because Emma made it for me."
Looking at the young master with a slightly red face, Matthew suddenly understood. No wonder the young master was asking for an evaluation for the first time. No wonder he looked so happy.
Emma felt a little embarrassed. The way she knitted was ordinary. It wasn't worth mentioning. Liam's scarf was the best. It wasn't invincible. She really wanted to find a way to hide.
Especially when he arrived at the company, he also asked Christopher Martin. Christopher's answer was naturally the same as Matthew's. Emma really wanted to become invisible and not be around Liam at all.
Mia Lewis called Emma and made an appointment for her to take a hot spring break this week at Maple Ridge Hot Springs & Resort. Emma thought it would be good for Emilia Clark's health, so she called Emilia.
Hearing that she wouldn't be coming back for two days this week, Liam didn't want to let her go. But after all, Emma was only meeting her friends. She couldn't lose her social life just because she married him. Liam didn't want to make Emma feel like he was an autocratic man.
Besides, for the sake of the scarf, he agreed to Emma very happily.
...
Daniel Taylor was struggling to change his image when a strange phone call came to him. Daniel didn't want to answer, but in the end, he hesitated and chose to answer.
"Hello."
"Emma Johnson will be staying at Maple Ridge Hot Springs & Resort for two days in two days. If you don't want to miss the opportunity, don't forget that it's over."
He heard a female voice on the phone, but it was obviously strange. He couldn't tell who it was.
"Who are you?"
Daniel was unavoidably wary. Although he didn't deliberately hide his thoughts about Emma, it hadn't reached the point where everyone knew.
"I'm just someone who wants to help you. Although we have different purposes, the results are the same. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
The woman's voice rang out slowly. Daniel heard her say so. It seemed clear that she was a man who loved Liam. If not, how could she, like himself, want to separate Liam and Emma.
"In that case, thank you."
Daniel no longer pursued it. He happily thanked the other person. When he hung up the phone, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing an evil radiance. It seemed that God was still very kind to him.
He had missed a rare opportunity. How could he make good use of it? He didn't want to make another mistake.
"Why? Isn't that Emilia? How can she make a phone call in a telephone booth?"
In the evening, Liam left the company a little later than usual. When Liam drove by a street with Emma in his car, Emma saw a girl in a telephone booth beside the street, who looked like Emilia Clark. She had just hung up at the moment and seemed to have put something in her bag.
"Maybe it's a phone booth that's used only when there's something urgent."
Liam said with disapproval. The car soon passed the phone booth, and Emma didn't think much about it.
In the evening, when she returned to Sunrise Manor, the little white cat wagged her tail and happily came to Emma's feet. She arched her feet with her little head. Emma couldn't help holding it up and kissing it. Looking at the little white cat's eyes, Liam's face sank.
You know, Emma never took the initiative to kiss him. He would kiss him only when he was in love with her. Such a rare thing could easily fall on the little white cat. The whole person of President Liam was a little bad.
So in the evening, he specially ordered the kitchen not to prepare fish for the little white cat. Emma asked him why he didn't prepare.
"You don't see it's getting a little fat lately. It's just too much meat. Otherwise, it will become very lazy in the future, and it will suffer from fatty liver after eating too much meat."
Liam's face didn't change and his heart didn't jump. He told the reason why Emma was so scared.
"Little white cat, you need to control your appetite properly. Otherwise, if you suffer from fatty liver, it will be very bad for your body, you know?"
Emma squatted down and touched the little white cat with some distress.
The poor little white cat was speechless and tearless. It looked at the culprit beside Emma with resentment and anger.
Meow, I won't have fatty liver. You are just jealous because I got the hostess's affection.
Liam ignored the accusation in the little white cat's eyes and gave it to the servant. In a good mood, he hugged Emma and went upstairs to change her clothes.