Dreamily opening her eyes, the pure white ceiling and the typical antiseptic scent of the hospital entered Emma's nostrils.The nurse standing next to her was checking her parameters and bent down to ask, "Are you awake?"Emma wanted to raise her hand to rub her aching temple, but her whole body had no strength. She frowned and said, "Who... took me to the hospital?""I don't know. But your husband is outside, let me tell him you're awake. He's very worried about you.” The nurse finished her work and was about to leave."Wait." Emma stopped her, “My baby… how is my baby?”She swallowed the water down her dry throat. Eyes full of earnestness mixed with fear looked towards the nurse. Her heart pounded continuously as she waited for an answer. Before passing out, she felt her stomach contract violently, afraid that the car crash would affect her baby...“Don't worry. Your baby is still safe, but you had a foetal derangement.”The nurse smiled gently at her, seeming to remember something,

The days passed in boredom. When dusk fell, the sun gradually sunk behind the sea. Emma sat next to the window observing this poetic scene but her heart did not feel peaceful at all.For the past three days, Harry locked her in this place and disappeared without a trace of him. Every meal, the steward would bring her food and then retreat. This villa was as quiet as its owner, with absolutely no conversation between people.Suddenly, the bright headlights of the Rolls Royce shined straight into the large gate of the villa, attracting Emma.He had finally returned.Harry strode into the main hall, took off his coat, threw it to the steward, and tiredly rubbed his temples, "Where is Emma?"“Madam's always in her room.” The steward honestly reported.He frowned, reached out to loosen his tie, "Didn't she leave the room or go to the flower garden for a walk?"The steward shook his head and sighed, "I offered to take her shopping as you advised, but she didn't agree. However, I see that sh

5 years later.In the airport toilet.Harry washed his hands under the running water, then fixed his slightly messy hair. Just as he turned to dry his hands, a piece of paper appeared in front of him.“Why are you imitating me?” A white boy with blue eyes was giving him papers.He looked at the somewhat familiar features on the boy's face and was a bit stunned, but just coldly accepted, "Thank you."The boy seemed unhappy. He frowned slightly, clasped his hands at his side, then looked down, "You're welcome. But you still haven't answered my question.”Just now, standing next to him, he observed this handsome man performing the same hand-washing movements as him. Even his habit of liking to fix the hair was copied from him. This made him feel uncomfortable at all.“I have been standing here for a long time. It's you who imitates me."“I came later so I'm the one imitating? You are unreasonable.”Harry suddenly burst out laughing. He bent down and gently pinched the tip of the boy's no

“Emma! How old is Charlie now?" After the blood transfusion, Harry stood in front of the hospital room door. Excitedly grabbing Emma's shoulder blades, he repeatedly asked her the same question.This boy had the same eyes as Harry and looked about 5-6 years old. If so, it would coincide with the time that Emma left. Thinking about this possibility, Harry felt both joy and pain in his heart, he almost wanted to explode at the moment waiting for her to answer.But Emma was very calm. She coldly pushed his hand, then frowned, "Don't touch me."“Ah, I'm sorry…” Harry let go of her in surprise and immediately apologized, “So answer my question, how old is Charlie now?”He proactively took a few steps back to keep his distance from her. Five years ago he hurt her deeply. Now that they had met again, he was so happy that he became crazy, but he wouldn't be so rude as to touch her again.Observing her from top to bottom, Harry's heart was momentarily suffocated. Even though he had lived in he

“Charlie, hold… hold my hand.” Emma trembled and reached out to her son.The fire spread more and more, forming a circle surrounding Harry and Charlie. Most of the neighbors next door had escaped, only a few men were carrying water buckets to put out the fire.“Hurry up, go out with your mother.”Harry felt a burning sensation on his back and then was pressed flat to the ground by the bookshelf. He put his soaked vest on Charlie and pushed him forward.Charlie used Harry's coat to help him put out the fire burning the bookshelf. He hesitated a bit, "Uncle Harry... I don't want to leave you behind...""Hurry up! Your mother is waiting!”Emma impatiently wanted to run inside but was constantly stopped by people around her. She shouted, "Why haven't the firefighters arrived yet?"Harry's eyes focused on the burned kitchen. If they continued to stay near this apartment, there was no telling when the gas stove would explode.A man took a deep breath, watched the fire become increasingly dif