Chapter 46:

The next day, Jeremy shouldn't have stopped by at his parents house, but he did anyway, why? Because when you break the rules, you feel... free.

And, that was exactly what he felt when he stood at the door of his parent's house, with Emma shuddering behind me.

He watched her under his lashes the way she pulled her coat together, stared around with those bulgy eyes that would have looked better in glasses and when she finally turned back to him.

"Are you sure? The Harts never like the Roberts? Your mother? I don't think so." Her face was doubting, she was frowning, and dear, even her frown seemed like her smile.

If there was one thing Jeremy knew about his mother: Violet Hart was that she didn't take shit, she was nice in her way, always pampering him and telling him to do stuff, but her dangerous sides had an effect.

Such as now, when the door creaked open gently and the only thing Emma could see was a woman dressed in a slight turtleneck gown, a necklace that read 'Hart' in an elegan