At the city's central hospital."Family members are not allowed in the operating room. Please wait in the hallway."A nurse hurriedly followed the group pushing Emma's bed into the surgery room and called out loudly to Harry.The lights in the operating room began to shine, and the sign above the door switched to a blinding red against the pristine white walls.At 8 p.m., Harry sat alone on a long bench in the hallway. His hands were tightly interlocked, yet his face betrayed no emotion. His vest was stained with Emma's fresh blood. From the moment he carried her out of the Main House to their arrival at the hospital, everything had been a chaotic blur, and Harry couldn't recall any of it.The hospital corridor was still crowded, but he seemed lifeless, gazing down at his blood-covered hands. The only image that occupied his mind was the sight of Emma, lying silently in the ambulance, innocent as a child.Had it not been for the terrifying pool of blood, Harry might have thought she w
The exhibition buzzed with hushed conversations. The entire crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, eyes filled with curiosity all directed at Selena. Even the harsh words and accusations could be heard."Is that her in the video with CEO Andrew of Jollycorps?""Didn't Andrew already have a family? If so, this is truly a scandalous affair."Every moment was illuminated by the incessant flash from over fifty cameras, all focused on the two figures seated prominently in the VIP section. The whispers and speculations grew louder. In just a few moments, the affair between the CEO and the young model would likely become the Internet's center of attention."Stop it! Stop the video! Turn it off!" Andrew suddenly stood up and shouted, his voice echoing in the vast hall. His face was drained of color, glaring menacingly at Selena. Before anyone could react, he turned towards Selena, his anger palpable. With a swift motion, his hand slapped her so hard that she fell onto the table. Cameras
In Provence, France.“Harry, come here quickly...”Emma sat amidst a sea of lavender, resembling a captivating scene from a beautiful movie. She gazed at the endless rows of flowers, each blossom radiating a vivid purple color, imbued with a romantic and warm ambiance.Even though it was already September, the lavender fields of the small town in Provence they were visiting were still in full bloom.She took a deep breath, savoring the fresh air and the gentle fragrance. Amidst the beautiful lavender, Harry tirelessly captured her with his camera. Each tilt of her head, each turn of her face, and every swish of her elegant white dress was saved by his lens.Emma, with her fluent French, said to a young woman tending the flowers, “Mademoiselle, could you please take a photo of us?”“Yes, of course.”Harry instructed the woman on how to use the camera and set the angle. He then approached Emma, his strong arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her close. A charming smile spread across h
"No! You got crazy, don't cum inside."Christine lay naked under Brian's robust body. The hickey marks on her chest appeared very dazzlingly, showing how strongly this place had just been tormented. Brian's thrusting speed was still very fast, making her continuously moan into lustful sounds.Feeling that they were both about to reach orgasm but he showed absolutely no signs of pulling out, Christine panicked and grabbed his arms as if begging, "Brian, please, don't cum inside. Today is my unsafe period.”Brian bent down to capture her rosy lips and gently bit her white neck, the body underneath continued to thrust without stopping, "Say! Who am I?"“Bri…Brian Smith.” She had difficulty calling his name, each wave of pleasure coming, causing her voice to be interrupted.“Which's better to have sex with me or with that guy Alan?” He still hadn't let her go, one hand rubbing Christine's round breasts.She tiredly finished the sentence, "Alan and I... there's nothing shady... We've never
The next morning, at the shopping mall."Miss, this tie is from our latest fashion collection, which just launched two days ago. Do you like its color and pattern?" The saleswoman carefully showcased a few tie designs on the glossy counter, meticulously introducing each one to Emma.She walked around the glass display cabinet featuring various ties, glancing at the one just presented, "Do you have any other designs? I prefer simple patterns. The simpler, the better."Thinking of Harry's usual wardrobe choices and his preference for minimalistic interiors, she knew he always favored a minimalist style.At that moment, the store manager came out from the back, holding an extremely luxurious box. She carefully placed it on the counter and opened it for Emma, "What about this one? This is a special tie soon to debut at the Milan Autumn-Winter Fashion Week. We only have one in this store."Emma gently held the box to admire the tie. Made of shimmering black silk with a Jacquard weave, it h
Harry's POV.20 years ago.I eagerly ran down the corridor, its floors adorned with expensive marble, leading straight into my father's office. In my hand, I held my recent city-wide exam scorecard, my eyes shimmering with happiness. Due to my sheer joy, I forgot to knock. I, an 8-year-old, stood on tiptoes to reach the tall doorknob and entered."Dad, today I ranked first in the entire city. My teacher said no student in school has ever scored as high as I did. Because of this, I will be specially promoted directly to secondary school. Are you proud of me?"I slightly bent forward, hands on my knees, catching my breath. I fully expected words of praise, but my respected father, engrossed in his work, coldly replied with just one word:"Get out.""But Dad..." I was taken aback, looking up at him with eyes that clearly expressed my shock at his emotionless reaction. Yet very quickly, I reverted to my usual obedient demeanor:"I'm sorry, Dad, for entering without knocking. I'll kneel fo
"Mom…"Harry jolted awake, suddenly opening his eyes wide. His vacant stare fixated on the pristine white bathroom wall. Water from the showerhead poured over him, drenching his hair.He couldn't recall how he had ended up in the bathroom. The cold water invigorated his senses but also chilled his heart. Rubbing his face and massaging his temples that twitched with tension, he closed his eyes and knitted his brow, looking utterly exhausted.He leaned against the side of the bathtub, veins bulging from Harry's body as if he were desperately trying to suppress a tremendous rage. After a moment, he slammed his fist against the wall so hard it felt as though the floor quaked beneath him.Clenching his teeth, his ocean-blue eyes consumed with fiery anger, he murmured, "Kate William, Liam Handerson, a blood debt must be paid by blood."Thirty minutes later, Harry wrapped a towel around himself and walked out. Leaning against the kitchen counter while drinking water, he nonchalantly dried hi
In the luxurious dining room of the Handerson mansion, it was rare for everyone to sit together for a meal. Yet, the strange silence made outsiders question whether they were genuinely a family at all.Emma placed her fork down, slightly tilting her head to look at Harry as if awaiting his response, but he remained silent. Taking a deep breath, she turned to face Albert Handerson, "Yesterday, I did spend the night at a hotel, but I wasn't having an affair. The man in the photo is Charles Edward, my assistant."With decisive eyes, she directly met the cold gaze of Albert. Deep down, she felt intimidated by the strict middle-aged man, sensing an underlying cruelness in him.Kate William wiped her mouth with a napkin, then slammed it on the table, her voice sharpening, "Then explain why he left the hotel the next morning? Don't tell me he just happened to book a room there overnight?"Liam slid another photo towards her. Indeed, it showed Charles leaving the hotel in the morning. The cha