Emily found herself disoriented, unsure of her location. Suddenly, a dense fog of blood obscured her vision, vast swaths of it advancing towards her. The suffocating sensation intensified as she struggled to breathe, gasping for air amid the crimson mist. Yet, within this eerie atmosphere, a familiar male voice cut through the murk."Emily...""Emily..."The voices echoed like desperate cries on the brink of demise."Who are you? Where are you?" Emily hissed, her words resonating through the blood-laden haze. However, there was no response. Her heart clenched, as though a knife had been ruthlessly twisted at its core.Suddenly, a huge pain came from her heart.And the pain soon engulfed her entire body...Emily abruptly opened her eyes, realizing it was merely a nightmare.This recurring dream had haunted her for over ten consecutive nights. Each time, the voice calling her name belonged to Derek. Perhaps, it was the result of their prolonged separation and her intense longing for him

The gazes of the two met in the air.Emily pursed her scarlet lips and took a step down the stairs.As she raised her eyes to speak, her gaze landed on the man's collar, adorned with conspicuous and piercing big red lipstick.Emily's lips tightened. She reached for a tissue from the entryway cabinet, walked over, and gently said, "Bend down a little at the waist."Gimson, unsure of her intentions, complied, bending over slightly.Emily then wiped off the lipstick marks on his collar.She raised her cool eyes, scrutinizing, and uttered, "Derek, let's have a nice chat.""What do you want to chat about?" Gimson looked at Emily with interest, admiring her scarlet lips and slim figure. Even he had to admit that she was a first-class beauty.He stepped forward and suddenly hooked Emily's chin. In the next second, he noticed a hint of disgust in Emily's eyes."You hate me?" Gimson asked in a low voice.Emily smiled slightly, "Not hating, bu

Gimson squinted, a look of caution in his eyes. "Why?""Can't you guess why I'm doing this?" Emily choked out, her voice becoming even more hoarse. "It's only been a year since we got married, and you have changed so much. Such a marriage won't last long at all. Instead of getting divorced later and arguing over child custody, it would be better... I hid the kids ahead of time. Yes, I am a despicable person, Derek, that's how despicable I am! I worked hard to give birth to four children, and I won't allow you to take them from me!"Emily stormed towards Gimson, yelling hysterically.Gimson frowned. "What's wrong with you? When did I agree to divorce? When did I want to fight you for custody? Don't be paranoid anymore!""You just want to steal the child from me!" Emily shook her head hastily, her face pale and weak. "Rose wanted to take away Ian and Aaron before. You're worse than her. You also want to take away Diana and Chris. You married me just to steal four c

Inside the room, Emily sat on the balcony, tightly clutching a diamond ring. It was the same ring Derek had placed on her finger on their wedding day, and fortunately, she hadn't impulsively discarded it.This sea-blue ring had become the sole reminder of Derek, and she couldn't help but wonder about the ring she had given him—where could it be now?Emily's face was streaked with tears. For the first time in her life, she felt lost and uncertain about what to do next.If not for their four children, she would kill Gimson without no hesitation at the price of her life. However, the thought of her children was her vulnerable spot, forcing her to compromise.Whenever she thought about the children, her heart ached like a knife cutting through her. They loved Derek dearly, but he was gone.Was Derek truly dead? Why couldn't she bring herself to believe that he had left this world?Emily bit her lip until it broke the skin.Her eyes, filled with t

It was already past eleven o'clock at night, and the entire villa had fallen into silence, except for Nick, who was still playing games in his room.Emily went back to her room to freshen up. As she pushed open the door, she noticed that the lights had been turned off at some point. She frowned and reached for the switch on the wall.Suddenly, a powerful force clamped onto her wrist...The bedroom plunged into darkness, and Emily detected a strong scent. Her initial thought was that it was Derek, but the grip on her wrist was so forceful that it almost felt like it would break.Derek, whether before or after his amnesia, would never have been this rough with her.Emily raised her foot and kicked a chair, but the man skillfully avoided it. In the darkness, he yanked her by the wrist and threw her onto the bed. His tall figure pressed down on her."Emily, it seems that you're living a carefree life. Did you already forget who I am?" a cold, low voice rang