"Welcome home, Amber," Adam whispered as they entered the living room. Without hesitation, he kissed the cheek of the woman who looked up at him. "Is this my home?" Amber asked, raising an eyebrow. "Of course. Everything I have is yours too,” the man said while stroking the shoulder in his arm. Instead of widening her smile, the woman stepped away and narrowed her eyes. "But I'm not officially your wife yet. I am neither Mrs. Smith nor the mistress of this house." While laughing faintly, Adam grabbed his lover's shoulders. “You will soon be my wife, Amber, the hostess of this house. What else do you doubt?” "Your sincerity?" Sebastian cut as he slipped in through the gap between the door and Adam's back. "Don't forget that the stability of your mentality is still in question." "Do you think I'm crazy?" the host replied in a displeased tone. He had been annoyed that the man didn't leave right away. "You haven't shown your emotional maturity, Mister Smith. It's only natural that

"Hey ..." Adam sighed as he sat down on the couch. After handing Amber a cup of hot tea, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "What are you dreaming about?" he asked, glancing at the open book on the table. A beautiful brooch and a cool tie clip were depicted there. They both had an A-shaped decoration. "I'm not daydreaming," Amber said, faking a smile. “Just thinking how lucky I am to have you.” Adam's lips curled up in an instant. Tilting his head, he whispered, “Are you sure? I thought you were guessing the price of your new ring." Amber's laughter spontaneously shook the air. The stiffness on her face loosened a bit. "I'm not that kind of woman anymore, Mr. Cold," she grumbled as she nudged Adam in the chest. "I know. You are my wise future wife now.” After burying a kiss on the temple, he let Amber take a sip of the pine tea. “Is there any update from Mr. Berg?” Amber asked as she lowered the cup to her lap. While stroking the stomach of his future wife, Adam shook his h

"Amber?" Mrs. Lim sighed in disbelief. "Yes, I love Adam and we will be married in the near future. We have even submitted all the files needed," Amber said without loosening the hug. Knowing the truth, Mister Lim snorted in annoyance. His eyes started to gleam red with anger. "Is this what you've been doing all this time? You're not studying jewelry design, but making out with another woman's husband?" "Wait a minute, Mr. Lim," Adam interrupted as he raised a hand. "You must be misunderstanding. The media has never reported on it, but I'm actually divorced." "So you'd rather be with a widower than the man your parents chose?" Mr. Lim asked his daughter in a high pitched voice. Seeing the young man's jaw begin to throb, Mrs. Lim rushed to hold her husband's arm. She realized that the tightly shut mouth was trying to prevent a bigger commotion. "I’m sorry, Mister Smith. My husband didn't mean to belittle you. It's just that we've picked the right man for Amber. We hope you can und

“Adam,” Amber called before choking with fright, “turn around!” Instead of obeying the order, Adam fixated his eyes on the cruel faces of the approaching men. Inwardly, he wondered. Could he beat them? "Adam!" Amber shook his arm until the man gasped. “Quickly turn around! My father must have ordered them to drag me home.” After one quick gust, Adam rushed to change gear. However, just as he checked the rearview mirror, his eyes widened to the max and his body stiffened. Two other cars had also blocked the opposite direction. "Damn," he thought, holding his breath. Seeing her lover suddenly froze, Amber looked back. As soon as she found four people on standby in the back of their car, cold sweat began to form. "Adam, we’re trapped," the woman sighed in panic. Her breaths began to shorten. As quick as lightning, Adam grabbed Amber's hand. While holding it tightly, he aligned their gazes. "Stay calm! I won't let them take you away." After nodding stiffly, Amber returned her sigh

From the chair beside the bed, Amber kept holding Adam's hand. Every now and then, she lifted the big palm and put it on her cheek. However, instead of calming down, her heart became even more restless. Seeing the woman's nervousness, Mr. Berg opened the door wider and walked in. "Don't worry, Miss Lim. My brother is the greatest doctor in this area, so his analysis can’t be wrong. Mister Smith is fine." "But why hasn't he woken up yet? It's been more than three hours," Amber said hoarsely and furrowed her brows. Feeling pity, Mr. Berg sat down beside her. "Even though Mr. Smith is a strong man, he still needs time to recover. So, let him rest a little longer. The important thing is that his wounds are already treated and his vital signs are safe." "He must be awake, right?" Amber asked quietly. "Of course. Now ..., how about you dine with us? My daughter and niece are here. They're waiting for you in the dining room." In an instant, confusion weighed on the corners of Amber's l