Penelope chatted happily tonight. When leaving, she pushed her daughter towards her son-in-law: "Alex, you two go home early. Hurry up, there's still time to have a baby."
A sentence hit David's heart, he laughed loudly: "She's right, you two go home quickly. Your mother will take my car, let butler Eric take you home."
Butler Eric immediately replied: "Yes, sir."
Emma curled her lips slightly: "Uncle, then let's go home first."
David took out the red envelope he had prepared and gave it to her: "Emma, take it. Don't refuse, this is my little thank-you gift."
Emma understood clearly, this was the "introduction ceremony" after changing the way of addressing. She smiled and accepted it: "Thank you, Dad."
"Yes, good daughter-in-law."
Penelope stood beside her, a little embarrassed.
Today, she was going to discuss the wedding gift, but she forgot to prepare the envelope, so she forced a smile: "Alex, I was in a hurry today and forgot to bring it. I will make it up to you next time."
Alex curled her lips: "It's okay, Auntie, no need to rush." Wait a little longer; when she treats his wife better, it's not too late to change the way she addresses her.
Emma recently stayed at a hotel, but she didn't stay in the same room as Alex.
As soon as Emma entered the hotel lobby, the receptionist came: "Miss Emma, I'm sorry, but the bathroom in the room you booked is broken, all the rooms are full now, so..."
Emma was stunned. What's going on? She just finished eating and now has no place to stay? Emma took a deep breath, "Then I'll go get my luggage first." There are many hotels, at most you can only change one room.
Alex quietly followed her into the elevator. When the floor number appeared, he slowly opened his mouth: "It's so late, would you like to stay in my room?"
He seemed to be afraid that she would refuse, so he added, "Don't worry, there are still many rooms. You can still stay in the room from last time."
...
And the room from last time didn't just have one bed.
"No need, it's inconvenient. I'll change to another hotel." Emma smiled and refused.
But Alex raised his hand to block the elevator door, the corner of his lips curved up sinisterly: "Are you afraid of me?"
"But we will definitely live together in the future. Or should we start getting to know each other from now on?"
After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay then."
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Entering Alex's room, a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness filled her soul, mixed with complicated emotions.
To be honest, this was the first time she and this man... slept in the same bed.
She quickly lowered her head, avoiding his eyes: "You... don't think too much. I just like rooms with many windows."
Alex smiled gently, his expression indulgent: "I remember."
Emma blushed; her ears were hot, and she quickly turned back into the room, closed the door, and leaned against it. Her heart was pounding.
It took her a long time to calm down, then she went to remove her makeup and wash her face. It wasn't until two hours later, when she walked out of the bathroom, that she remembered the envelope David had given her that night.
The envelope was thin and light, not heavy to hold. But when she opened it, inside was... a bank card.
Was he that generous?
Emma was sure that the number on the card was not small; she could not accept it.
She took the card, opened the door, and walked to Alex's room. His door was unlocked, she knocked a few times, but no one answered, so she tried to push the door gently.
"Alex?" She called, but still no one answered.
Stepping inside, she cautiously observed. From behind the frosted glass wall, the sound of running water echoed; his tall, strong figure appeared vaguely through the glass. His shoulders were broad, his waist was slim, all creating a perfect figure.
Emma panicked, wanting to run out of the room immediately. But at that moment, *clack* a sound, the bathroom door opened.
The first thing that caught her eye was his bare feet in slippers, long and strong. Her eyes unconsciously moved up, from his knees to the white towel loosely wrapped around his waist. Above were flat abs, sharp lines, and especially the captivating curves, making people unable to take their eyes off. Emma didn't expect him to go out without clothes; her face was red, her ears were hot.
Alex stood right in front of the door, only a step away from her; the warmth from his chest seemed to also blow on her. Emma didn't dare to raise her head at this moment. "Are you looking for me?" He asked, his voice low.
Emma lowered her head, handing him the envelope: "The envelope you gave me, I will return it to you."
Alex smiled, his eyes seemed to be tolerant: "If my father gives it to you, you can keep it. I told you, this is the fee for changing the way of addressing. Calling my father 'dad' is not free."
But it was clear that they were only husband and wife by agreement; she couldn't accept this envelope. "No, I can't accept..."
"Take it." His voice was resolute, not allowing her to refuse.
"..."
Emma was momentarily speechless, suddenly feeling like this card was burning her hand like a hot coal.
"Oh, right, where's my gift?"
She raised her head, her expression blank: "What gift?"
Alex leaned down, gently touching her lips. That fleeting touch, both gentle and containing something profound, made people feel uneasy.
The kiss was like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, touching and leaving.
He stood up straight, smiled gently, and said, "I've already received the gift, no need to be polite."
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Intensive care unit - hospital.
"Doctor, what happened to my son?"
The doctor replied sternly: "It seems that the patient fainted due to strong stimulation. The family should continue to monitor him for a few more days. We will arrange for medical staff to be on duty 24/7 to monitor the patient's condition."
Emelyn's face was full of worry. Her son was fine. Why did he suddenly faint?
Elenore Williams - Daniel's sister - was about to cry: "Mom, what did you say to him? Why did he suddenly faint?"
Emelyn's face was red. She couldn't tell the truth that her son fainted because he couldn't bear the shock of Emma's remarriage.
"Hey, Mom, look, he's awake. He seems to be waking up soon." Elenore hurriedly pressed the bell to call the nurse.
Daniel rubbed his forehead, gradually waking up. He looked at the two people in front of him in surprise, blinked a few times, and asked: "Who are you?"
"Daniel, it's me. Don't scare me, what's wrong?"
"Brother, it's me, Elenore."
He grimaced, holding his head in pain: "Who am I?"
For some reason, he felt a huge void in his heart that could not be filled. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and said in panic, "Where is my wife? I want to see my wife. Where is my wife, Emma?"