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8. Emma’s Duplicate

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It had been a week since the doctor confirmed Emma’s pregnancy. Since that day, James’s life had shifted course.

He could still remember Emma’s pale, panicked face when her secret was exposed—how she had gripped his hand with pleading eyes.

From that moment on, James had not known a single night of peaceful sleep. He knew Emma was stubborn, but pregnancy was not something she could face alone. So he made a decision: he would protect her, even from a distance.

Every morning, before heading to the office, James would stop by Emma’s design studio. He never went inside—only watched from afar, making sure she arrived safely and looked well. Sometimes, he left a small bag of fruit or bread by the door, without a note.

Emma knew it was from him, but she pretended not to care. Silently, she allowed those little gestures to continue.

James also instructed his assistant to quietly block a few negative articles mentioning Emma. Some gossip outlets had started linking her divorce to a major scand
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    The room fell silent in an instant.Sophie forced a tense smile before replying, “Every artist has their inspirations. But these designs are mine—copies of no one. And this haircut… must be a coincidence.”The reporter nodded slowly, then continued, “In that case, perhaps you know where Emma Taylor is tonight? She used to attend every major gala like this. It feels rather strange not seeing her among the designers.”Sophie froze for a brief moment. Cameras immediately focused on her face.Harry quickly intervened with a light laugh. “Emma’s probably busy with her new project. The fashion world is vast—everyone has their own path.”The reporter offered a thin smile. “Of course. Still, the sudden disappearance of someone as iconic as Emma Taylor… quite intriguing, isn’t it?”Flashes erupted once more, capturing the flicker of unease on Sophie’s face. She straightened her shoulders and forced a professional smile.“Emma’s simply taking a break from the spotlight,” she replied smoothly. “

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    “You don’t have to be anyone’s duplicate. I chose you because you’re different from Emma.”Sophie smiled, taking Harry’s words as a compliment.She walked toward the dressing room and began selecting her best gown.Standing before the mirror, Sophie admired her reflection in a crimson dress of her own design. In her hand, she held an invitation to one of the year’s grandest galas—an international fashion magazine’s charity event.“This will be our night, Harry,” she murmured, her voice trembling between ambition and jealousy. “Everyone will finally know who Sophie Hall really is.”It was her first time showcasing her own collection before the global media. Sophie was certain she could outshine Emma—make her feel small, insignificant. Soon, she wouldn’t just have Harry; she would claim the very career that had made Emma’s name shine.Harry gave a faint nod. “Yes, of course.”Through the mirror, Sophie studied his expression. “You don’t look happy. You’re still thinking about her, aren’

  • Your Uncle, My True Love   8. Emma’s Duplicate

    It had been a week since the doctor confirmed Emma’s pregnancy. Since that day, James’s life had shifted course.He could still remember Emma’s pale, panicked face when her secret was exposed—how she had gripped his hand with pleading eyes.From that moment on, James had not known a single night of peaceful sleep. He knew Emma was stubborn, but pregnancy was not something she could face alone. So he made a decision: he would protect her, even from a distance.Every morning, before heading to the office, James would stop by Emma’s design studio. He never went inside—only watched from afar, making sure she arrived safely and looked well. Sometimes, he left a small bag of fruit or bread by the door, without a note.Emma knew it was from him, but she pretended not to care. Silently, she allowed those little gestures to continue.James also instructed his assistant to quietly block a few negative articles mentioning Emma. Some gossip outlets had started linking her divorce to a major scand

  • Your Uncle, My True Love   7. James’s Promise

    Emma stared blankly at the table.Her hands were trembling.Across from her, James watched in silence. There was something unreadable in his eyes — a mix of worry and tenderness, something growing quietly inside him, unnoticed even by himself.After the doctor left — having handed over a prescription for vitamins and a string of careful instructions — silence returned to the room.Emma remained still, her head bowed, her body tense.“You heard him, didn’t you?” she whispered. “I’m pregnant.”James took a slow step forward. “Emma…”“Don’t say anything.” She lifted her head, her eyes glassy yet sharp. “Don’t. I don’t want you to think I’m weak or that I need your help again.”“I don’t think that.”“Then what?” Her voice rose, trembling with anger and fear. “Do you think I’ll beg you to talk to Harry about this pregnancy? I can do this on my own, James! I can give birth on my own, raise this child on my own — I don’t need anyone’s help!”“Emma!”James’s voice cut through her words — firm

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  • Your Uncle, My True Love   5. Between Threads and Scars

    The design studio was silent that night.A single hanging lamp glowed dimly above, casting a soft amber light across a worktable scattered with fabric, sketches, and spools of thread. Beyond the window, the sky was black and starless, as though it too had absorbed the sorrow that had shadowed Emma Taylor for the past few weeks.She sat hunched over her chair, weary eyes fixed on a piece of champagne-coloured fabric — a remnant of the gown she had worn on her wedding night. Her fingers trembled around the needle, but her mind drifted elsewhere — to the night everything had fallen apart.Emma could still hear Harry’s angry voice, and see Sophie’s triumphant smile as their marriage crumbled in front of everyone. Since that night, Emma had locked herself away in her work.She slept no more than two hours each night, ate whatever she could find, and threw herself into sewing, sketching, creating — anything to drown the pain.But with every stitch she made, it felt as though she were bindin

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