Chapter 14: Are you jealous?

The atmosphere in the grand hall shifted sharply as all eyes turned to the unfolding spectacle. Andrew, catching sight of Harry's commanding presence, instinctively straightened. His face turned white, and then he bowed down to apologize profusely:

“Harry, I'm sorry for my rudeness.”

“The person you need to apologize to is not me.” The chilly voice made a cold sweat run down Andrew's spine.

Turning slowly, Andrew's gaze met Emma's. The calm poise on her face only heightened his unease. Looking down at his shirt that had just been wet with wine, his mood became extremely bad.

Looking at Harry holding Emma's shoulder to protect her, a thought popped into his head, "Miss Emma," The corner of his mouth curled up into a crooked smile, "It seems that Mr. Harry is quite the guardian. I wonder what kind of relationship you have with him?”

Immediately, a hushed murmur swept the hall, a ripple of eager anticipation.

Emma's expression immediately became unnatural. She tried to push him away, but