LOGINThe luxurious dinner finally came to an end in an increasingly oppressive silence. After dessert was served, Lucas asked permission to return to his study to review several company documents, while Mrs. Lusi immediately retired to her room to rest, exhausted from the fatigue that still lingered.That left Emma and Zane alone in the dining room, which suddenly felt so spacious and deserted.Emma immediately rose from her chair, quickly straightening the folded napkin on the table before intending to leave the room without sparing the young man across from her a glance. However, before she could take another step, a baritone voice filled with desperation stopped her."Emma, wait a moment."Emma stopped in her tracks, taking a deep breath to suppress the weariness that had been building inside her. She slowly turned around and looked at Zane with a flat expression that conveyed absolute disinterest.Zane rose from his chair. He slowly approached Emma, maintaining a distance of several st
The sun slowly sank beyond the horizon, leaving behind a reddish-orange glow that gradually gave way to the darkness of night. The enormous crystal chandeliers inside the Blackwood family’s main mansion began to shine brightly, reflecting the grandeur of the classical architecture in every corner of the room. In the main dining room, the long mahogany dining table had been neatly arranged with various luxurious dinner dishes, their delicious aromas filling the air.The atmosphere at the dining table was much calmer than the tension earlier that morning, but beneath the silence, a dangerous current of emotions was surging violently among the people gathered there.Lucas Moura Blackwood sat upright in his main seat, wearing a dark-colored casual shirt. To his right, Mrs. Lusi appeared to be enjoying a bowl of warm pumpkin soup gracefully. Meanwhile, Emma and Zane sat opposite each other on the other side of the table, creating a direct line of sight that brought their sharp gazes face-t
The heavy silence crept through the spacious master bedroom. The air around them felt dense, filled with the remnants of explosive emotions from two equally stubborn minds. Emma stood frozen, staring directly into Zane's eyes with an empty gaze that concealed a million storms within her chest. The crazy offer to run away together kept circling through her mind, sounding so naïve and impossible.Zane, seeing Emma remain silent for so long, misinterpreted her response. In his mind, filled with desperation and a burning sense of possessiveness, Emma's silence was interpreted as a sign that her resistance was beginning to soften—a sign that the woman still had an opening through which he could reach her.Without wasting time or asking for permission first, Zane immediately leaned forward. He closed the remaining distance between them, then roughly and hurriedly pressed his lips against Emma's. The kiss was filled with painful longing, a forced claim of possession amid an already terribly
An overwhelming wave of nausea suddenly slammed into Emma's solar plexus the moment the endearment "Dear Mommy" slipped effortlessly from the lips of Zane Lancaster Blackwood. The title sounded utterly repulsive and absurd, shattering the last remaining shred of patience she had been struggling to hold onto. Without saying another word, Emma turned her face away with a look of sheer disgust, then pivoted her body, intending to walk away and leave the living room for her own bedroom.However, her movement was not fast enough. Before Emma's foot could take a step past the sofa, Zane's sturdy hand had already snatched her wrist with a tight yet harmless grip."Oh, come on, Mommy... walk me to my room," Zane whined in an irritatingly fabricated, spoiled tone, intentionally playing on Emma's nerves until they tightened completely. "My head is still spinning. You have to take care of me according to Grandma and Daddy's orders, right?"Emma let out a rough sigh, taking a deep breath to suppr
The atmosphere in the main family room of the Blackwood residence was extremely tense. The faint scent of antiseptic and medicated oil lingered in the air, emanating from the small table where the family’s private doctor had placed his medical equipment.Zane Lancaster Blackwood lay there with his eyes slowly opening, putting on an act of recovery so natural that it was almost flawless. He blinked several times, then winced softly as though his head were still being struck by an excruciating headache.The middle-aged doctor, dressed in a neat white coat, put his stethoscope back into his black medical bag before turning toward Lucas Moura Blackwood, who stood beside the sofa with a tense expression.“How is he, Doctor?” Lucas asked immediately, without beating around the bush, his voice heavy and commanding.The doctor gave him a reassuring smile. “There is no need to worry too much, Mr. Blackwood. Young Master Zane is only suffering from extreme physical exhaustion due to his hectic
The morning sunlight, which had initially been bright, now felt warmer as it illuminated the spacious courtyard in front of the main entrance of the Blackwood family residence. A black sedan with a gleaming hood was parked neatly near the steps, ready to take Lucas and Emma to the civil registry office to officially register their marriage.Lucas walked out through the main entrance with confident strides, wearing a formal charcoal-colored suit that perfectly accentuated his athletic build. Behind him, Emma followed gracefully, dressed in an ivory-white midi dress that fit her slender figure perfectly, radiating an aura of tranquility and an undeniable charm.However, before the two of them could descend the final steps toward the waiting car, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the main living room.“Lucas! Wait a moment!” Mrs. Lusi called out in a panicked voice.Lucas stopped in his tracks and turned around together with Emma. They saw Zane Lancaster Blackwood rus







