Emma Rosy shook her head stiffly and tried several times in a row to get the car out of the hospital as Tina Everard flipped through her phone, pretending not to notice her difference.
The traffic light changed and Emma Rosy gave Tina Everard a quick glance through the rearview mirror, her tightly bitten lower lip slowly relaxed and she couldn’t help but ask, “Dr. Everard, you went there…”
Realizing that her words would easily cause a misunderstanding, she turned her words and said instead, “Have you always lived there?”
Tina Everard sneered in her heart, but her face showed a happy smile: “I haven’t been there much before, but now that’s my fiancé’s home, I’m sure I’ll have to go there often in the future.”
The word “fiancé” was like an ice pick that pierced Emma Rosy’s heart.
Seeing that she was not in good spirits, Tina Everard did not dare to let her drive again, so she hailed a taxi to take her home.
When the cab arrived at the Wright Family home, there was already a car parked there.
Charles Taylor was about to ring the doorbell when he heard a voice behind him and turned his head in surprise: “Emma, where have you been?”
After a long journey, Emma Rosy’s emotions had calmed down quite a bit and smiled soothingly at the words, “Today is the day of the review, I thought I would be able to, but I didn’t expect… luckily I had this Dr. Everard to help.”
“I had an important meeting this morning and rushed over afterwards just to accompany you to your review.”
Charles Taylor assisted her with very gentle movements, Tina Everard looked on and smiled coldly in her heart.
At dinner, Emma Rosy is laughing and joking with Keira as usual, and everything seems to be going as usual, while Master Wright and Joe Wright can’t help but feel distressed.
In the middle of the meal, the maid comes in and says that Charles Taylor has come to visit.
Charles Taylor smiles apologetically, “Sorry to interrupt your dinner.” Master Wright immediately waved his hand and kindly left him to eat with him.
After the meal, Emma Rosy took Keira to wash her hands, and the little one gleefully urged her to go and change her clothes.
“Change?”
“Yes, uncle promised to take me to see the sea, and said the night sky is very beautiful. Mom has to come with us.”The little one blinked her big eyes.
The little one blinked her big eyes.
Emma had no choice but to agree.
The evening breeze was cool, Keira ran around on the beach, not knowing why she was happy, but her laughter never stopped.
Perhaps there is no reason for children to be happy in the first place.
Emma Rosy knew that Charles Taylor’s sudden proposal to take Keira out was not simply to see the sea.
She looked at the sea, Charles Taylor focused on her side.
“You still have Keira, you still have Grandpa, your brother, your friends, and even me.” In a tone of unprecedented sincerity, Charles Taylor said to her, “Losing Alex Brown, there are still so many people in the world who love and care about you, can you bear to leave them behind?”
“I…”
Emma Rosy pursed her lips, and then hung her head and mumbled, “I didn’t.”
Charles Taylor seemed to sigh: “What you call ‘no’ is to put on a mask and cower in your own world?”
Charles Taylor’s words were like a sharp blade, stabbing her straight in the heart, painful and bleeding, and at the same time, completely awakened her.
“Alex Brown is back, and he’s brought back a woman.”
Exposing the secret buried in her heart to the sunlight turned out to be not as scary as she thought, and she actually felt relieved after saying it.
It was true that Alex Brown had something to do with it.
Charles Taylor shifted his eyes to look away, hiding the despondency in his eyes.
But Emma Rosy still said to herself: “It’s his right to be with whoever he wants, I just want to know how he’s doing.”
“I know an authoritative doctor in neurology who has been working abroad for a long time, if you are really worried, I can try to ask him.”
“Wouldn’t it be too much trouble?”
Alex Brown’ real condition was so attractive to her that the surprise jumped to her face.
Noticing the change in her mood, Charles Taylor felt a strange feeling in his heart.
“Having confirmed Alex Brown’ condition, what are you going to do? Continue to fight for him with another woman?”
Fight?
Emma Rosy smiled and shook her head, she did not care to fight, and did not need to fight.
After a long thought, she said firmly, “I’ll give it up to give Alex peace of mind.”
Because she loves, she understands.
It was easy to guess why Alex Brown let Tina Everard stay with him. She was angry and disappointed because Alex Brown only wanted to share her happiness but not her pain, not because she misunderstood his change of heart.
Charles Taylor cannot understand her feelings. On the contrary, he is very angry at Alex Brown’ irresponsible behavior, and he also feels sorry for her obsession.
On the way home, Keira falls asleep in Emma Rosy’s arms, and when they enter, they both go straight to the bedroom, while Charles Taylor walks to the tea room and offers to talk to Master Wright alone.
Master Wright raised his hand and invited him to sit down.
Charles Taylor told Master Wright what happened at the beach, and then straightened his back and asked with a solemn face, “I like Emma, Master Wright, can I cultivate a relationship with her?”
Expected he would have this question, Master Wright, after a little consideration, then agreed. Who knew that when he turned his head, he saw Joe Wright standing outside the tea room, holding a folder in his hand, ready to report on his work.
He should have heard what he just said.
Master Wright could not bear to face him, turned back, a trace of guilt crossed his face.
Charles Taylor also found Joe Wright, said goodbye and got up, passing him with a pause in his steps, then striding away.
“Grandpa, here are the financial statements of the branches for the last quarter, please look at them.” Joe Wright frankly placed the documents on the desktop as usual.
Half a day without a response, finally raised the corners of his lips, comforting Master Wright also self-consolation: “Emma does not like me, of course there will be someone else to take care of her, I now have Eva , everything is fine, you do not worry.”
Another day.
Tina Everard came to the Brown Family home early to have breakfast with Alex Brown, as she had done on previous days, and brought her own hand-made nutritious soup.
Alex Brown remained aloof, eating the breakfast prepared by the maids and ignoring the fragrant soup on his hands.
Accustomed to his attitude, Tina Everard was not surprised. After dinner, she went to the bathroom to finish her makeup and was about to leave when Alex Brown called out to her.
“Something else?” She came back quickly, showing unconcealed delight.
Alex Brown put the thermos bucket on the table and reminded her expressionlessly, “Take your things with you, and if you come back later, the maid will not open the door for you.”
Her smile froze on her face for a few seconds, then returned to its natural state.
Tina Everard repeated her trick, using his condition as a threat: “I helped you lie to Emma Rosy before, aren’t you afraid that if you piss me off, Emma Rosy will learn the truth about you?”
No one likes to be threatened, and Alex Brown, who has a strong personality, would have hated her for it.
Tina Everard understood this, but had no choice, so when Alex Brown couldn’t take it anymore, she confessed.
“Emma Rosy is incompetent and weak, how can she be good enough for you? I’m better than her in every way, so of course I have to work for my love.”
Alex Brown was aware of Tina Everard’s feelings, and the confession was expected.
He snickered, intentionally sarcastic: “It’s only been two weeks since we first met, and for you to fall for someone so easily is either not genuine or too casual in your approach to relationships. In comparison, Emma is better than you in every way.”
Tina Everard, teeth clenched, frowning at Alex Brown, said sternly: “She left you, who was seriously ill, to fall in love with someone else, and your daughter has adopted Joe Wright as her father, how dare you call me casual?
A pile of information was dumped on the table, and Alex Brown turned around and let her read it herself.
It was Tina Everard’s personal data, from birth until she left three years ago to study abroad, each time period was listed in detail on the paper, with an Everard ID photo.
The contents of the profile were exactly as she had told Alex Brown, except for the face on the photo, which was very different from hers.
“You’re not Tina Everard,” Alex Brown said slowly, with a tone of unmistakable joy and anger.