Chapter 113 He Is Here, Spoiling His Wife Begins
Nicholas tensed up completely, like a bow drawn to its limit. The next second, he shot forward at an astonishing speed, almost a blur.
Just as the flowerpot was falling, a powerful and dizzying force suddenly grabbed Emma and swept her two or three steps to the side.
With a piercing crash, the flowerpot shattered right where she had been standing, scattering dirt and ceramic shards everywhere.
Emma's mind went blank. It wasn't until the loud crash that she snapped back to reality. She was a bit dazed from being held, her body still weak. The embrace was solid and strong, carrying a clean scent.
She quickly looked up, wanting to see who had saved her and say "Thank you, are you okay?"
But the man had already let her go and was striding forward several steps. With his back to her, his right hand seemed to unconsciously pull at the cap on his head, the brim pressed so low it almost covered half his face.
Coming across a bakery, Emma went inside, bought a donut, and sat by the roadside eating it with pure happiness on her face, completely forgetting the danger she'd just been in.
The breeze ruffled her soft long hair. In the sunlight, her smile was even sweeter than the donut in her hand.
Nicholas's gaze was glued to that donut in her hand.
He suddenly remembered that scene at the launch event, her conversation with FD.
She had asked FD, "FD, what's your favorite food?"
FD's electronic voice had answered, "My favorite food is donuts."
At the time, he hadn't paid attention. Now thinking back, it turned out that the one who liked donuts was her.
Then FD's answer about her favorite person being Nicholas...
At that moment, Nicholas felt like he'd been given a shot of adrenaline, instantly revived with full energy!
So all those "truths" that FD blurted out were actually projections of her subconscious!
This realization made his previously gloomy mood clear up like clouds parting to reveal the sun.
He looked at her with burning eyes, almost hot enough to melt her.
Meanwhile, in a luxury villa in Lumaria.
"Useless! All of you are useless!" Matthew angrily stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, veins bulging on his forehead.
"All this time! And you still can't find one person!"
The subordinates in the room were all silent as cicadas, heads bowed, not daring to breathe too loudly.
After venting for a while, his frustration eased slightly. He waved his hand, signaling them to get out.
The subordinates, as if pardoned, fled the room.
Matthew wearily leaned back on the wide leather sofa, closed his eyes, and rubbed his aching temples.
'Emma, where are you? Are you still safe?'
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." His voice was hoarse.
Jack entered, holding a small delivery box. "Mr. Moore, your package."
Matthew opened his eyes, bloodshot and somewhat impatient. "What is it?"
"Don't know, there's no sender information." Jack handed over the box.
Matthew took the box and casually tore it open. Inside lay a ring.
A bizarrely shaped black skull ring, with deep-set eye sockets that seemed to carry some evil curse.
When Matthew's gaze fell on that ring, his whole body jolted as if struck by electricity, his pupils suddenly contracting!
He sat up abruptly, grabbed the ring, his fingertips trembling slightly from the force.
This mark... it's him!
He stared at the ring, his eyes instantly becoming extremely vicious, intense killing intent bursting from them.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment.
No, he had to take the initiative. He absolutely couldn't let that lunatic find her first.
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In the blink of an eye, it was time for Rockford Town's grand Harvest Festival.
Rockford Town had a beautiful legend. Thousands of years ago, a flood was about to destroy the world. A divine phoenix bird carried stones one by one and placed them on this mountain, building Rockford Town.
Therefore, the annual Harvest Festival was descendants giving thanks to the phoenix and offering her food.
In the evening, the handsome men and beautiful women of the town put on bird masks or eye covers to attend the celebration ball.
At this time, every household placed various foods in front of their doors for passing tourists to take freely, and also put out millet that birds liked, symbolizing the food offering.
Emma naturally couldn't miss such a lively occasion.
She wore a light blue dress and a peacock-shaped dark blue eye mask, walking down the street like a beautiful sight.
Tom followed three steps behind her, not daring to get too close, but his eyes were sharp, constantly scanning the surroundings, eliminating any dangerous factors.
Suddenly, Emma's eyes lit up, because on every household's offering plate were donuts.
Plain ones, pink floral-flavored ones, green matcha-flavored ones... all kinds of flavors, and they were all marked, donuts contain no milk.
The air was filled with sweet aromas. She picked up a pink strawberry-flavored one, took a bite, smiled contentedly, and followed the crowd toward Phoenix Square.
Tom suddenly stopped. Standing in front of him was a tall woman wearing a simple black mask, showing only her eyes. Yes, it was that woman from yesterday.
Tom frowned, his voice very low. "You dare show up again?"
Hannah smiled. "What? Shouldn't I come?"
Tom felt trouble coming. "What do you want?"
"Have a little match?" Hannah said. "This time I won't ambush you."
Tom cursed inwardly. He glanced at Emma's back as she was concentrating on the food stalls by the roadside. He couldn't get held up.
"I don't fight women." Tom dropped this line, went around her, trying to quickly catch up with Emma.
A force came from behind. Wind? He shifted his body to the side, dodging that forceful kick. This woman was trouble!
"Didn't you say no ambushes?" Tom looked at her angrily.
Hannah shrugged. "All's fair in war, haven't you heard?"
Tom was annoyed. He just wanted to get back to Emma's side. He didn't want to tangle with Hannah.
Hannah had already rushed over, very fast, her fist swinging straight at his face. Tom had no choice but to respond. He raised his hand to block, then grabbed for her wrist.
Hannah went with his force, her body suddenly going soft, actually falling right into his arms.
Tom was stunned! What kind of move was this? He instinctively caught her.
Then, a current-like sensation spread from where they touched, tingling! He felt the strength in his body instantly drained away.
"You..." He wanted to speak, but his tongue wouldn't obey. Tom's body went limp.
Tom was taken down again, drawn away!
"Sleep." She looked at him, her eyes behind the mask showing no emotion, then turned and melted into the celebrating crowd.
Tom lay on a bench, motionless, like an abandoned doll.
Arriving at Phoenix Square, Emma was stunned by the sight before her.
There stood a giant donut, a full three stories high, pure white, made of chocolate.
A white phoenix perched on top, also carved from chocolate. Under the lights, the phoenix shimmered with iridescent colors, almost as if it were alive.
White chocolate slowly flowed down from the top of the donut, rolling at the bottom like a fountain, magnificent and sweet.
This was what Nicholas had used seven cargo planes to transport chocolate from abroad, mobilizing the resources of an entire city to create, all for her sweetness alone!
She covered her mouth in surprise.
Was this the Harvest Festival? Or Donut Day?
If Evelyn and Nina were here and saw this huge donut in person, they would definitely be very happy.
At this moment, Evelyn was watching a video when her phone rang. She opened her email and saw a message with a photo. The person in the photo was her brother!
She suddenly widened her eyes, her phone slipped from her hand, and she trembled with excitement!
Emma walked around the crowd to where people were releasing sky lanterns. Scattered sky lanterns floated into the sky like countless fireflies, with millet and wish cards tied below them.
"Tom!" She called back.
Where did Tom go? Probably got separated in the crowd. Emma muttered to herself that there were really too many people here.
She walked to a stall, bought a sky lantern, wrote a note on it, and released it.
The lantern swayed as it rose. She closed her eyes, put her hands together, and made a wish seriously.
In a corner not far away, a tall figure stood. He lifted his chin slightly.
Charlie understood immediately, quickly bent down, squeezed into the crowd, and chased after the direction that lantern was flying. With him there, that lantern absolutely wouldn't fly away!
On the stage in the center of the square, the Mayor came up to speak, talking about the origins of the Harvest Festival and offering blessings.
After finishing, music started playing, the ball began, and romantic waltz music filled the air.
Young men and women in the square began looking for dance partners they fancied and entered the dance floor.
Emma was about to slip away in the chaos when the Mayor's booming voice rang out from the stage.
"Beautiful lady, would you please dance with my nephew Mr. Mason?"
All the young people looked in the direction the mayor was pointing. Wasn't this the beauty they were trying to invite? Could he just steal a dance partner like this?
"Yes, you, the pretty lady in the blue dress." Mayor Henry smiled warmly. "This is my nephew's first time at the Harvest Festival. I hope you can make him feel at home."
Emma was completely stunned. The Mayor could exercise this power?
A bodyguard-like person standing next to her immediately warned in a low voice in her ear, "Don't refuse Mayor Henry's kindness. Otherwise, you might not be able to leave this town."
Emma was speechless.
At this moment, a man in a white suit with a tall figure walked toward her.
He wore a white peacock mask on his face, covering his features, showing only his chiseled chin and tightly pressed lips.
His presence was powerful, naturally carrying an intimidating aura that kept people at a distance.
She opened her mouth, about to say that this was also her first time attending.
The gentleman had already walked over. He stopped in front of her and bowed slightly.
"Miss, you look quite nervous." He spoke, his deliberately lowered voice carrying an alluring magnetism.
Emma's heart jumped hard.
This voice sounded so much like Nicholas, but how could it be him? This place was over 30,000 kilometers from Emerald City!