Second Chances

Chapter 212

When Gina, heard this, she glanced at her son. In the next second, her expression changed. Gina was Silas's mistress before she married into the Allen family. Before Owen, Silas had a daughter by his first wife--Alyssa Allen.

Unlike Owen, Alyssa was an outstanding student from a young age. She was capable and studied overseas.

However, after Silas and his ex-wife divorced, Alyssa had been living alone outside and was unwilling to interact with them.

As time passed, Silas's relationship with his eldest daughter became distant. However, Owen was too useless, so Silas still left many matters of the company to his eldest daughter.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Silas didn't know what Owen usually did, but Gina knew very well.

At the mention of Alyssa taking advantage, Gina's expression turned cold. 'Got it. Don't worry. Mom will handle those two people for you!

Owen heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Gina's words. It took him and Gina more than ten years to consolidate their status in the Allen family. At this critical juncture, he definitely could not let Alyssa enjoy the fruits of their labor.

At Icovine Estate, when Emma washed up for the night, Liam was working in the study. Levi was giving a recent debriefing report over the phone. The content was serious. In addition to the financial statement, there was also a competing relationship report.

At this moment, Liam suddenly asked, "What kind of wedding gowns do women usually like?" Levi was surprised. He didn't know how to answer. Then, he thought, 'Wait. I fucking said so much just now. Boss, did you listen at all?'

Levi was stunned for a moment before he slowly reacted and said politely, 'Mr. Hall, are you worried that Madam doesn't like the wedding gowns you gave her?"

Liam couldn't describe the feeling. Today, when he accompanied Emma to the bridal shop to try on the wedding gowns, Emma's expression told him she was happy. But there was none of the excitement he had expected to see on her face.

Hence, Liam only hummed in agreement. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood.

Levi comforted, "Maybe Madam just isn't mentally prepared. Mr. Hall, don't worry too much. The wedding dresses you chose are so beautiful. If I were a woman, I would be tempted too."

Liam listened to the voice on the receiver. After a few seconds, he slowly said, "Do you think your taste is comparable to hers?"

Levi was speechless. He wondered why Liam was picking on him. He felt he was being looked down upon, but had no evidence.

Liam felt there was nothing to be gained from asking Levi, so he simply hung up the phone. There was no point in saying more. No matter how many people liked them, if Emma did not like them, those things were meaningless.

After hanging up, Liam sat alone in the study. He wasn't afraid that Emma wouldn't like the wedding gowns.

If Emma didn't like them, she could design and customize one. Even if there were a hundred or a thousand of them, if Liam could satisfy her. It didn't matter how much effort and money he spent. Liam did not voice out his real worry. He was only afraid that Emma did not want to marry him. At the thought of this, Liam walked to the window and lit a cigarette. He took a deep breath and felt a little dejected. A cigarette could relax him.

Liam composed himself before returning to their room. He did not want his emotions to affect Emina.

However, when Liam reached the bedroom door, he suddenly heard Emma coming out of the

shower as if she was talking to someone on the phone. "Hurry up and send me the information. The one you sent me before was too little. It's not enough. If I didn't prepare properly, Liam would be disappointed... What? It's troublesome? That's because you're single. You don't understand our relationship.

Emma's words came from the room. Her voice was delicate and a little anxious.

Liam didn't understand what Emma meant. Still, he was just a little surprised. He wondered what Emma was up to.

Liam was not in a hurry to enter. Instead, he observed from outside.

At this moment, Liam saw Emma hurriedly run out to turn on the computer. In her haste, her knee even hit the corner of the table with a thud.

Emma hissed in pain, her delicate features scrunched into a frown.

Liam's heart ached. He was about to open the door and enter when Emma opened her email and downloaded the photos. The photos were magnified. They were all wedding gowns.

Emma sat in front of the computer desk. She did not even have time to put on her clothes. She was wearing a towel and taking notes seriously from the screen. Her exquisite little face was solemn, more serious than Liam had ever seen her.

"This is a fishtail... This has a ballgown... There's also an off-shoulder style dress... There are different dresses for formal weddings, casual weddings, and themed weddings..." Emma's dark eyes were serious as she sorted out the information. She memorized everything and worked hard. She was afraid that if she missed any detail, she would let down Liam's feelings for her.

At that moment, Liam's faint dispiritedness disappeared. It turned out that Emma had been silently reciprocating his deep feelings in ways he did not know.

Liam looked at Emma's back, his eyes filled with overwhelming emotions. He took a deep breath and walked over...

Emma was so focused that she did not hear the footsteps behind her until a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist and Liam's cold lips landed on the back of her neck affectionately. Emma's body went numb and she trembled. She turned her head slightly and asked in surprise, "Hubby, when did you come in?"

Liam buried his head in the curve of Emma's neck and hummed softly, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes.

Emma was only wrapped in a soft towel. She tugged it upward to prevent it from slipping.

Liam felt Emma's skin, which was smooth and delicate. She emitted a faint fragrance.

Emma did not seem to notice it at all. She was a little adorable. 'I'm doing my homework. This way, I can choose your wedding gowns properly... Mmm."

Before Emma could finish, she was already carried onto the bed.

"Careful. Don't catch a cold." Liam's voice was low. He touched Emma's exposed skin. She was indeed cold. He thought, 'How could she not put on her clothes in this weather?"

Liam's heart ached again.

Emina giggled. I'm just trying to secretly work hard to amaze you," she said as she looked into Liam's eyes.

Liam did not speak. He lowered his gaze and sized up Emma's knee.

Liam's rough hand touched the knee, and Emma flinched. He looked up at her. "Where were you injured just now?"

"Ah, well.." Emma didn't expect Liam to see it all and felt a little embarrassed. "My knee, I think.

Left or right leg. I forgot."

Liam narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Achoo!" At this moment, Emma touched her pink nose and sneezed.

Liam looked up meaningfully. "You've caught a cold."

Emma's doc-like eyes were a little evasive. "No way. Not in such a short time...

"You need to be warmed up,'" Liam said.

Emma thought Liam would cover her with a blanket or put her into her pajamas. Unexpectedly, in the next second, Liam undid his tie with one hand and carried her to lie down. The warmest thing in the world was not clothes, but the warmth of their love.