Chapter 195 His High-Profile Declaration of Love Shocks the Entire City
"I'm alright," Emma answered briskly, quickly gesturing toward the escaping figure and calling out in alarm, "There's something suspicious about his suitcase!"
The man's piercing eyes scanned the surroundings.
The bodyguards caught on instantly, charging ahead and subduing the suspect to the ground in mere seconds. The suitcase was pried open.
As expected, a little girl was tucked inside, curled up like a kitten with her eyes shut tight.
The man's pupils shrank in alarm as he hurried over, snatching the child out of the suitcase. His voice broke with panic.
"Rosie! Rosie, wake up!"
"Let me take a look at her." Emma rushed forward, taking the child into her arms and inspecting her closely. "Stay calm—she’s only been drugged."
She pulled a small white porcelain vial from her purse and held it lightly beneath the child's nose. The girl woke at once, opening her mouth and breaking into loud sobs.
Without hesitation, the man scooped the child up again and held her close, gently stroking her back in comfort.
"Rosie, my dear, Uncle is right here. There's nothing to fear, nothing to fear."
He murmured gently, his tone full of warmth, and slowly the child’s sobs faded while she stayed in his arms.
With a subtle glance, the man instructed his bodyguards to remove the trafficker for processing. Once they obeyed, he turned his attention back to Emma, his gaze filled with solemn respect.
"Hello, I'm Louis Windsor. I appreciate you saving my niece." "If the chance ever arises, I hope to repay you myself."
Emma returned his smile, composed and gracious. "Mr. Windsor, you’re far too kind. It was nothing—simply the right thing to do."
He inquired once more, "May I have your name?"
Emma offered her hand, presenting herself with openness. "Emma."
At that moment, Louis felt a sudden stir in his chest, his face shifting entirely with surprise.
He examined the striking woman before him with careful attention, noting every feature. So this was the famed Dr. N. His gaze now held a sudden, undefinable depth.
At that moment, Nina appeared, out of breath, accompanied by several mall security guards.
Emma quickly summarized the situation for them before saying goodbye to Louis.
...
Meanwhile, in the executive office of Harrison Group, Nicholas reviewed the surveillance footage that the manager had just forwarded to him.
The moment he spotted a tall man reaching to steady Emma as she stumbled, his eyes narrowed with intense focus.
As soon as the man's face came into full view, he leaped from his chair. Louis? How could it be him, and what was he doing in Emerald City?
While others might remain unaware, Nicholas knew the truth. Louis had been promised in marriage from childhood to Olivia, the eldest daughter of the White family.
The Windsor and White families had long maintained a strong alliance. Domestically, the Windsors were a premier medical dynasty, and their influence extended even further overseas—a legacy of old money and concealed power.
Nicholas was instantly gripped by a sharp sense of urgency. He snatched his phone, dialed a number, and spoke with a voice as cold as steel.
"Create some trouble for the Windsor family's projects. Make sure Louis returns to Empire City without delay..."
He moved toward the window, flicked open a cigarette, and inhaled slowly, his face hidden in shadow and betraying nothing. He was already aware of the news about Zoe’s assault.
Before, he would have erupted in fury and stormed to Empire City to make those scoundrels pay, one by one.
But now, he remained remarkably calm, because his true savior wasn't Zoe—it was Emma. Zoe had enjoyed wealth and status that never belonged to her; she should bear the disasters that weren't rightfully hers either.
Fate was impartial, showing no favoritism. In the end, he instructed Charlie to deliver the documents to the White family, choosing to remove Minister Castillo as a potential threat.
To remove every barrier standing in the way of Emma’s return.
Meanwhile, in the presidential suite of the Vast Star Hotel, all of Emma’s details were promptly placed into Louis’s hands.
His mind kept returning to her luminous, blossom-like smile. She was Dr. N, capturing global attention, and the Windsor family had long-standing ties in medicine.
Dr. N was effortlessly his goddess. With a faint smile, his fingers lightly traced the word "Emma" in the file, his eyes reflecting a fresh mix of tenderness and curiosity.
Without warning, he took a photograph from his wallet—a snapshot of a young boy and girl, about four or five years old, holding hands in a garden.
He still found it hard to believe that the fragile, refined actress Zoe, discovered by the White family, was actually his Olivia.
He had learned that Olivia was located in Emerald City. The moment he returned to the country, he headed straight there.
His sister had become part of Emerald City's Garcia family through marriage, so he was also here to see relatives.
Emma looked remarkably like Luna. If she really was Olivia, he couldn’t allow himself to think any further—his excitement was already too overwhelming to stay composed...
As night descended, the Jackson family received another set of esteemed guests. Louis personally escorted his sister and brother-in-law to convey their thanks.
Daryl and Ruby were overjoyed. Ruby knew full well that the Windsor family, like the White family, stood as one of Empire City's two great dynasties.
While they might not rival Nicholas in wealth, they had the edge of being attractive and respectable, free from any scandal. As a result, Daryl and Ruby’s excitement noticeably surged.
When Emma came downstairs from above.
Louis, who had been seated upright on the sofa, rose at once. Tall and commanding, his dark suit highlighted his broad shoulders and slim waist.
A pair of soft yet piercing eyes fixed on her, radiating a concentrated warmth. This was his goddess—Dr. N, a woman of legendary renown.
Ruby swiftly moved forward, taking Emma by the arm. "Emma, Mr. Windsor came especially to thank you."
She went on to introduce everyone, "This is Ms. Windsor, now Mrs. Garcia. And this is Mr. Garcia."
Emma's thoughts quickly registered that they were the older brother and sister-in-law of that scoundrel Henry.
She offered a polite nod. "Hello."
Lillian Windsor swiftly approached, her eyes glistening with emotion as she gently clasped Emma’s hands, which trembled slightly under her touch. "Ms. Rodriguez, I’m truly grateful for everything today."
"Had you not intervened when you did, our Rosie could have been lost. You really are our hero."
Emma offered a soft smile. "Ms. Windsor, you’re too kind. It was nothing—I’m just relieved that Rosie is safe."
Lillian shot a reproachful glance at her brother.
"This is entirely your fault for not keeping an eye on a child! Come here and thank Ms. Rodriguez!"
Louis stepped forward.
He exuded authority, each step deliberate and strong, instinctively narrowing the space between them
"Ms. Rodriguez, thank you for saving Rosie today." His voice was deep and magnetic. "I'll remember today's kindness. In the future, if there's anything you need, I'll move heaven and earth to help."
While speaking, he presented his business card with both hands—a sleek, understated black card.
Emma smiled and reached for the card. Their fingertips briefly touched, sending a sudden jolt to his heartbeat.
"Alright then." Her tone was cheerful. "You'll have to treat me to a feast sometime. I'll bring all my sisters along."
That stern, striking face finally softened into a smile, as if ice and snow were melting, immediately lighting up with warmth and life.
"I hope you’ll visit Empire City. I’ll treat you to the best hot pot, show you the most breathtaking snow scenes, and take you to explore all the historical landmarks."
Evelyn instantly lit up with excitement. "Really? We’re actually heading to Empire City in just a few days. Perfect—we’ll have a built-in tour guide!"
Louis’s eyes sparkled, his delight plainly visible. "That’s fantastic. I’ll make sure to give you a proper welcome."
"I heard Empire City gets a lot of snow. Won’t it be freezing?" Evelyn asked again, her expression tinged with longing.
"It will be pretty cold, as Empire City is far up north. Miss Jackson, do you mind the cold?"
Evelyn tapped her chest with confidence. "Not at all."
Daryl and Ruby shared a look—she hadn’t mentioned that before. If Luke found out, would he be furious?
Everyone conversed cheerfully in a warm, pleasant atmosphere, leaving the Jackson family thoroughly pleased with Louis.
At Harrison Group’s executive office, Nicholas discovered that Louis had visited the Jackson family. He could no longer remain still.
What was this guy trying to do? Did he have designs on his wife?
Charlie remained by his boss’s side, feeling the chilling weight in the room, his gaze fixed on the turbulent expression in his boss’s dark eyes.
He said firmly, "Mr. Harrison, we need to stake our claim. Let everyone coveting our lady witness unmistakably whose woman she truly is."
Not long after, the night sky above the Jackson family villa suddenly lit up.
A vast swarm of drones swept over the Jackson family estate like a coordinated silver army, shifting into formations to create a stunningly beautiful and romantic spectacle.
Flower petals, seemingly alive, drifted down from the night sky, filling the air with an intoxicating, enveloping fragrance. The breathtaking display astonished the entire city.
"My goodness, what’s going on?" "It’s incredible!"
"I believe those are Harrison Group drones, staging a declaration of love for Dr. N."
Everyone at the villa rushed outside, gazing up at the sky in stunned amazement.
The drones illuminated the sky with dazzling brilliance, moving in fluid patterns that eventually shaped enormous, radiant letters across the night.
[Emma, I miss you, I love you, grateful for 5210 days together]
As the display shifted, a new wave of paper airplanes descended, carried by the breeze and scattering across the estate.
Emma alone understood the overwhelming significance of the paper airplanes. She snatched one, cradling it in her palm—it bore her name.
Louis remained in the crowd, his gaze dark and intense as he took in the scene, the soft smile on his lips slowly stiffening.
At the same time, the editor of the nation’s leading financial magazine was wrapping up an exclusive interview with Nicholas, the atmosphere perfectly poised as it neared conclusion.
The editor studied the incredibly handsome man in front of him and delivered the last question.
"Mr. Harrison, tonight’s drone display has mesmerized the entire city. Do you plan to remarry Dr. N?" The question struck with unexpected directness.
All the crew members held their breath as cameras focused intently on Nicholas's face.
Nicholas leaned back in his chair, long legs crossed, posture relaxed, his thin lips coldly uttering two words.
"No."
He paused, then added another line.
"I'm not insane."
The entire room was stunned.
The editor's professional smile froze on his face.
The scene suddenly fell silent, the air itself seeming to freeze.
Just when everyone thought the live broadcast was about to become a disaster, Nicholas raised his eyes.
Those deep, dark eyes swept over the camera with unmistakable seriousness, speaking each word clearly and deliberately, "We never got divorced—what's there to remarry?"
Everyone fell silent.
In the next moment, the entire internet went into a frenzy. The hashtag #Mr. Harrison and Dr. N Never Divorced# skyrocketed to the top of trending topics.
Emma watched the petals and paper airplanes drift down, muttered "crazy man" softly to herself, and then stepped back into the house.
But the corners of her mouth curved upward in a smile...