The sky darkened, and it began to rain.
Emily was about to drive back to the hotel when she realized that she had a flat tire. She waited for a long time and still couldn't get a taxi and she was drenched in the rain. She kicked the tire angrily. Emily thought about Bennett's death, the night five years ago, and her dead babies. She broke down. She crouched in the rain and pressed her head against her arms. Her tears mingled with the rain and ran down her face. Then, a car slowly stopped in front of her. The window was down. It was Derek. "Get in the car," said Derek. Emily bit her lower lip. She didn't like his tone. "No, thanks, Mr. Scott." She quickly wiped her tears, though her eyes were still red. "Really? You lied to Aaron just now. He's still waiting for you," Derek said with a gloomy expression. Then, Aaron's little head popped out of the window, and he looked at Emily with his big eyes. Emily didn't know what to say. So, she compromised. She got into the car while Aaron kept staring at her. After Emily got in, Aaron lay in her arms and soon fell asleep, his little hands clinging to her clothes. Ian sat on the other side and asked curiously, "Emily, do you like Derek?" "No, Ian, I don't like Derek," Emily said with a smile. "Why?" Ian sat up. He found it hard to believe because Derek was tall and handsome and took charge of the Scott family. "Derek is the best, Emily," Ian said seriously. Ian looked serious and Emily wanted him to relax. She joked, "Derek is too serious. I prefer sweet boys like you and Aaron." Ian flushed and said proudly, "You're right. Aaron and I are more lovely." Derek's face darkened. He did not want to wake Aaron and only glared at Emily as if to warn her not to talk nonsense. Emily and Ian enjoyed their chatting and did not pay attention to Derek. When they arrived at the Scott's, both Aaron and Ian had fallen asleep. Derek opened the car door. Emily carried Aaron out. Then, he turned back to Ian. Emily followed him to the children's room. They tuck in the boys after putting them on their beds. Emily then prepared to leave. "Miss Hopkinson," Derek stopped Emily. "Please come with me." Emily followed him downstairs to the living room. "Miss Hopkinson, I want you to be Aaron's nanny. How much should I pay you for this job? Just give me a number," Derek asked bluntly. Emily wasn't surprised since she noticed that Aaron had autism. But she also needed to take care of Chris and Diane. "Thanks, but no. I have a job." Emily refused. "I'll pay you fifteen times more." Derek's face looked sullen. He didn't like people rejecting him. "Mr. Scott, I don't want the job. I've already made it clear. Did you forget that I just ruined your engagement party?" Emily asked in a mad tone. "Years ago, you did something bad, so you have to bear the consequences. Besides, you had never taken care of Bennett when he got ill," said Derek as he looked at her. His words enraged Emily. As if transformed into a she-wolf, she seized Derek's collar and pushed him against the wall. Derek's body hit the wall with a loud thud. "Shut up. You had no idea what really happened!" Emily was furious that her eyes turned red. Derek was also enraged and wanted to give her a lesson. He seized Emily by the wrists and neck. He was so close to Emily that he could hear her quick breathing. Suddenly, he could smell her. It was like the dew on the pine needles under the moon, which reminded him of the night five years ago. Derek paused. Since he stopped, Emily took the chance and stomped on his foot. Derek let go of his grip in pain, and she immediately ran away. She must get back to the hotel soon. Chris and Diane needed her. Emily thought as she ran. Emily returned to the hotel. As she opened the door, she heard Chris and Diane's voices. "Mommy, you are back. Why have you been out for so long?" Chris and Diane ran into Emily's arms. "I miss you too," Emily said as she kissed Chris and Diane on their faces. "Mommy, were you caught in the rain?" Chris noticed that Emily's hair was still dripping with water. "Mommy, why didn't you wait for the rain to stop?" Diane asked. Emily didn't want to tell Chris and Diane about her trouble. She wanted them to grow up unburdened. "It was raining, so I was worried that you might be afraid," Emily said gently. "I'm not afraid," Diane replied softly. Chris held Emily's hand and pulled her into the bathroom. "Mommy, you should take a hot shower. Here is the towel," said Chris. He did not know what had happened to her today, but he could tell that she was in a bad mood. He wanted to take good care of his mom and Diane. When Emily came out of the shower, she saw a glass of hot milk on the table. She knew it must be Chris. "Mommy, the milk is for you." Chris took the cup to her. Emily was happy whenever she saw Chris and Diane. She was no longer upset. "Thanks. My sweet boy." She kissed Chris on the forehead. "And me," Diane said in a hurry. "That's right." Emily also kissed Diane. At that moment, she was very grateful to the man from back then. At least, he gave her two little angels. "Mommy, I've picked a company for Diane. They make children's clothing and the quality is good, and so is their offer." Chris brought over a file. Chris was only four years old, but he was a genius. So, he had no problem reading the contract. "I think Chris made a good choice for me," Diane said. "I'm sorry, sweeties. I should be the one doing this." Emily felt bad. Diane was a child star, so she often received offers from advertising companies. Emily would select suitable companies for Diane. "Don't say that, Mommy. We are happy that we can help." Emily hugged Chris and Diane, then he picked up the file and started reading it. Emily checked through the file carefully and she didn't have any terms to add. "I don't see any problems with it. I think it's good too. I'm proud of you," Emily said gently as she held Chris and Diane. "Great! Shall we go to the company and sign the contract tomorrow?" Diane said excitedly. "Sure. Now, go to sleep," Emily said as she tucked Chris and Diane in. "Good night, Mommy."Time flied, and before everyone realized it, a year had gone by.During this time, Charlotte's life abroad appeared calm and routine. She woke up early every day for classes, diligently completed assignments, engaged in academic discussions with her classmates, and participated in various club activities. In the eyes of her friends, she was a positive and energetic girl.Only she knew deep down that she had been waiting, waiting for the one she loved so dearly, the prince who had promised to come back for her.Late at night, Charlotte often found herself sitting alone at her small dormitory desk, gazing out the window at the starry sky, feeling a lingering sense of loss and loneliness in her heart. She had asked herself more than once where Kingsley was and why he never wrote or called.On this sunny day, Charlotte went to the school library as usual, ready to work on an important paper. She sat by the window, her desk piled high with various referenc
Kingsley knew deep down that Charlotte wasn't that kind of person, but the beast suppressed within him was roaring uncontrollably, and the malice rooted in the marrow of his bones surged through him, causing even his blood to boil.His eyes turned cold and gloomy as he glanced towards Charlotte's siblings, emotions spiraling out of control within him.If without them...If...Kingsley suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.He turned to see Freya's hand resting there, her expression hardened, eyes gazing up at him with concern.Charlotte pushed past Aaron and edged forward.Seeing Kingsley's obviously troubled eyes, her heart raced, her voice becoming raspy and hard to hear. "Wait... for me..."At the sound of her voice, Kingsley visibly froze, then the darkness in his eyes lifted abruptly as he stared into hers, his tone somewhat uncertain. "Charlotte? What's with your voice?"Charlotte's eyes reddened, but she bit her
On this day, Charlotte's siblings took her to the hospital to visit Kingsley at Derek and Emily's insistence.At the hospital entrance, Freya and Chris chatted as they walked toward Kingsley's room. Charlotte's footsteps behind them were eager, and Diana held her back, squeezing her hand to calm her.Charlotte glanced at her sister, understanding the concern in Diana's eyes, biting her lip to suppress the impatience in her heart.She couldn't be blamed for being eager; since witnessing Kingsley jump from the school building rooftop, she hadn't exchanged a word with him.Their closeness was stark, yet they were almost separated by life and death. The image of Kingsley jumping from the building was like a nightmare etched in her mind.Thinking about it brought back that choking feeling, making her breath quicken. She forced herself to endure it, following her siblings into the exclusive elevator that took them straight to Kingsley's floor.&nb
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains, spilling onto the carpet.Charlotte opened her eyes just in time to see Emily changing the water at her bedside. Emily was surprised when she noticed Charlotte waking up. "Charlotte, you're awake!"Charlotte nodded silently.There was a faint sound coming from outside the door. Charlotte glanced over, her expression puzzled. Emily explained beside her, "Ian and Diana are both back, and your father is outside interrogating them."Charlotte's expression shifted slightly at that news. She looked somewhat anxious.This matter was clearly her own problem, yet it seemed her father was pursuing it as if her brothers and sister were solely responsible, which felt unfair to them. The guilt inside her intensified as she thought about it.Seeing Charlotte attempting to get up, Emily quickly intervened, "Hey, Charlotte, don't move! Your injuries haven't healed yet!"As if sensi
The Scott family manor was brightly lit.After more than three years, the Scott family once again activated the first level of defense. The black-clothed bodyguards, who were early at the Scott family manor, stood firmly on guard, while the Scott family servants gathered in the hall and garden, heads lowered, waiting strictly.Vehicles neatly lined up and entered the gates of the Scott family, bypassing the open-air fountain and proceeding towards the main house.Chris's face was vaguely pale; he had learned from a phone call with Diana on the way that their parents had returned. Emily and Derek were already aware of everything that had happened.Judging by their current demeanor, one could see that Emily and Derek were genuinely angry. After all, they had kept the truth from Emily and Derek for so long, and now it was revealed after such a significant accident.Beside them, Charlotte remained silent and withdrawn. Her once clear and bright
It was hard for her to believe that the clean, even a little shy Kingsley she knew and the bloodthirsty, horrible person in front of her were the same person.She had always known that Kingsley's condition was serious, but it was only when she was confronted head-on for the first time that she realized just how horrible it was. Kingsley didn't even look like a normal person at this point."Kingsley!" Freya's expression changed; she became nervous and cautious as she slowly stepped forward. "Drop the knife and come here, let me see your wound."At this point, Theo's death was completely unimportant. If Kingsley is allowed to see more bloodshed or even directly kill Theo, I'm afraid his condition will worsen, and he won't be able to regain his sanity at all.In the face of Freya's coaxing, Kingsley did not react at all. Holding the knife in one hand, he pressed his other hand against Theo's neck harder and harder."Kingsley!" Freya was anxious, but she d