Second Chances Protecting Mrs. Hall

Chapter 55

“I like you… I don’t deserve you… I’m not good enough for you.” Liam frowned at her words.

His concern deepened. “Is she dreaming about someone else?‘ He couldn’t help but wonder.

“Who do you like?” he asked gently.

Emma’s expression tightened. “Elijah.”

‘Elijah?‘ That name brought a surge of anger to Liam. The thought that she harbored feelings for that deceitful doctor was almost too much to bear.

But then, in a barely audible whisper, Emma clutched at his shirt. “Elijah… if you killed Liam, I won’t let you get away with it…”

With those words, Liam’s heart, which had been lost in a sea of turmoil, found its way back. He looked down at Emma with a gaze filled with deep, unwavering love. “You are mine,” he whispered.

In the stillness of the night, after ensuring Emma was resting comfortably, Liam retreated to his study to reflect on the day’s grim events at the cemetery.

Meanwhile, news from the hospital confirmed that Nora had sustained permanent injuries, her arm irreparably damaged.

“This afternoon’s events at the cemetery must remain confidential.” Liam’s voice carried a calm, authoritative tone as he addressed Levi in the dimly lit room.

Levi, his expression solemn, nodded in agreement. “Mr. Hall, rest assured, I’ve taken care of everything according to your instructions.”

The next morning, Emma woke up with a lingering hangover, her memory of the previous night’s confessions foggy.

Liam, maintaining his usual composure, suggested a day out. “Today, I’m taking you somewhere special.”

“Where are we going?” Emma asked, puzzled.

see when we get there,” Liam replied with a

Troln City’s most

usually avoided crowded places due to his limited mobility, seemed out of place

and various luxury health products, began to

supplements nonchalantly and added it to their

that was

have had our wedding yet, but we’re already officially registered,” Liam explained. “It’s time you got to

not ready for this…” Emma’s

her,

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and I haven’t washed my hair…” Emma looked

met her gaze, his expression softening. “No

at the Hall family villa in the evening. The villa is nestled by

courtyard was filled with cars. She had assumed they were attending a small family gathering and was

there a party today?” she asked

replied calmly. “It’s my

white T–shirt and jeans, topped with sneakers. She felt underdressed compared to the expected

rapid change, tying her hair into a sleek bun, she transformed her look. Rushing to catch up, she called out,

a completely different person. Liam turned, a trace of

his hand, her voice earnest. “It’s not about showing off;

from well–to–do families, Emma wanted to make sure she

drew all eyes. This was Liam’s first time bringing a date to such an event, and Emma, in her elegant light purple

of admiration, the crowd began to greet Liam warmly. “Mr. Hall, long

mixed expressions on the faces around Liam–curiosity

favor Brad, leading to their evasive glances. Emma tightened her grip

gently caressed her hand, a small