Chapter 304 The Whole World Is You

Chapter 304 The Whole World Is You

The heavy curtains on both sides slowly drew open.

Emma walked out wearing a white off-shoulder wedding dress.

The dress featured an exquisite fitted waist design, with transparent tulle wrapped around her waist, revealing a hint of subtle sensuality. The bodice was adorned with tiny diamonds that refracted brilliant sparkles under the spotlights.

A simple white veil was pinned in her hair, and she wore only a pair of delicate pearl earrings, yet her entire presence radiated an indescribable elegance.

She stood there in that pool of light and shadow.

Nicholas had just emerged from the dressing room, having changed into a well-tailored black formal suit. The moment he looked up and saw Emma, he froze completely.

This was Emma in a wedding dress.

This was his bride, and his alone.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, like an angel who had wandered into the mortal world, her entire being glowing, making everything around her pale in comparison.

Emma saw his stunned expression and curved her lips into a radiant smile.

"Do you like it?"

He strode over with long steps, his gaze burning as he stared at her intently, his eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

"Beautiful."

His voice was slightly hoarse.

"My Emma is the most beautiful bride in the world."

As soon as the words left his lips, he extended his long arms, wrapped them around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

Emma's face instantly flushed red, feeling somewhat shy as she gently patted his back with her hands.

But he didn't let go. Instead, he deepened the kiss, continuing to explore.

The two women nearby saw this scene, exchanged glances, and quietly retreated, leaving the space to them.

Half an hour later, Emma emerged wearing a passionate red dress.

This time, she was stunningly bold and radiant.

Nicholas's Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't resist stepping forward to embrace her and kiss her thoroughly once again.

He was kissing his bride—it was only natural.

By the time they finished, Emma's lips were slightly swollen.

When she changed into a sky-blue mermaid-style wedding dress and walked out again, her entire being was as graceful as a water sprite.

Nicholas's pupils contracted sharply.

His mind even conjured images of her diving into the deep sea.

He immediately pulled out his phone, snapped a couple of photos of her, then without thinking threw them into his group chat.

Soon, the group exploded.

A bunch of envious friends chimed in.

Luke: [Is this really my sister? Did you photoshop this?]

Ethan: [Beautiful. Nina would look good in this too.]

Tyler: [Nicholas, I think you don't deserve Emma. Did you save the world in your past life?]

"This mermaid style is a must for the wedding photos," Nicholas said.

"Yes, sir." A female shop assistant standing beside Nicholas carefully noted it down.

At that moment, the butler approached respectfully and bowed slightly.

"Sir, lunch is ready."

Nicholas nodded and looked toward Emma, who was still wearing the wedding dress.

He walked over, reached out to pull her into his arms, and asked gently.

"Are you tired?"

Emma honestly nodded, but her face couldn't hide her happiness.

"A little. This dress is so heavy."

Nicholas lovingly reached out to brush away the stray hair from her forehead.

"Let's go back and eat first, then rest a bit. We'll come back this afternoon to select a few more, and we can start shooting tomorrow."

"Okay." Emma agreed happily.

After changing out of the wedding dress, he took her hand and they walked downstairs, getting back into the estate's shuttle cart.

The cart slowly drove out of the large garden, heading toward the hillside not far away.

The scenery along the way left Emma speechless with amazement.

Between the mountains and gardens, there was actually a huge artificial lake with crystal-clear water. A beautiful observation deck was built in the center of the lake, with winding bridges connecting all sides, and on the left side of the lake was a cable car system spanning across the water.

Nicholas pointed to that area and introduced it to her.

"That's Starlake, and that's the Starlight Gondola. It's quite thrilling to ride—I'll take you there tomorrow."

He then pointed to the high mountain on the other side, where six villas of different styles were built at various levels.

He pointed to the one at the very top with the best view. "That one is ours."

"The other ones belong to Luke, Ethan, and Tyler respectively, and there are two more reserved as playgrounds for the three babies."

Emma's eyes widened in surprise. "They all know about this place? And they've already built their houses?"

Nicholas's lips curved upward.

"They'll eventually bring their wives here for vacations. They can't keep staying at my place forever."

"So they each claimed a plot of land and paid to build their own."

"However," Nicholas's tone shifted, revealing a charming smile, "if they want to use my bridal boutique and chapel, they'll have to pay extra."

The cart finally stopped in front of their villa.

The villa covered about 30,000 square feet, four stories high, with the top floor designed as an all-glass sunroom. The surrounding landscaping and gardens were clearly meticulously crafted.

The butler led the servants to welcome them inside.

The interior was decorated very warmly, with various art pieces hanging on the walls and fresh flower bouquets everywhere, creating a homey atmosphere.

Nicholas led her directly to sit at the dining table in the dining room.

The long table was already filled with exquisite dishes, all her favorites.

Nicholas accompanied her for lunch.

"Do you like it here?" Nicholas served her a piece of fish.

She looked up, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him. "It's beautiful, very surprising."

"Nicholas, thank you for preparing all this for me."

"Our wedding will be held on this island. I want to give you a grand wedding that will capture the world's attention." His eyes were bright.

Emma paused, then a huge surprise exploded in her heart.

She then said, "Can't you keep a lower profile?"

"I can't keep a low profile. I want to give you the best of everything in the world."

After Nicholas finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass on the table.

"To us, wishing us happiness."

"Wishing us happiness." She toasted back.

After the crisp sound of clinking glasses, both drained their glasses.

"Grandfather has already set the wedding date for December. After our wedding, we'll celebrate the New Year together. That gives us about three months." Nicholas spoke seriously.

Emma was stunned. "How did I not know about this?"

Nicholas looked at her tenderly and ruffled her hair.

"The elders decided together. You don't need to worry about anything—just focus on being a beautiful bride."

"Then... thank you for your hard work, Mr. Harrison." Emma smiled with her eyes curved, happiness practically overflowing from her face.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then had another drink.

Before long, Emma's fair cheeks were tinged with pink, and she felt a bit dizzy.

Nicholas scooped her up in his arms and carried her directly to the master bedroom on the second floor.

He gently placed her on the soft bed and lay down beside her, still clothed.

After some time, Emma felt something tickling her face while she slept.

She stirred drowsily.

But the sensation grew stronger, and she finally opened her eyes reluctantly.

A magnified handsome face hovered above her. He was shirtless, with only a loose towel around his waist, water droplets sliding down his firm abdominal muscles.

He appeared to have just showered.

"Awake?" His voice was low and husky. "Are you hungry?"

Emma shook her head and turned to look at the balcony—it was completely dark outside.

"Just tired." Her voice still carried the drowsiness of just waking up, soft and gentle.

"I'll take you somewhere nice for a spa treatment. It can quickly eliminate fatigue."

He retrieved a brand-new swimsuit and a bathrobe from the closet.

"Do you want me to help you change?" He looked down at her, mischief in his eyes.

Emma jolted fully awake. "No need, I can do it myself!"

She grabbed the swimsuit and hurried into the bathroom.

When she emerged wearing the swimsuit, Nicholas's eyes clearly brightened.

He walked over, draped the bathrobe over her, then bent down to lift her entire body, heading straight to the rooftop.

The rooftop was a huge glass conservatory, with comfortable loungers for stargazing on the left side, and a 6-foot-wide circular spa pool on the right.

The water in the pool was gently bubbling, steaming with misty heat, and the surface was covered with fresh rose petals.

Nicholas removed her bathrobe, then gently lowered her into the pool.

The warm water instantly enveloped her, every pore opening up—it felt wonderful.

Nicholas also pulled off his towel, wearing only black swim trunks, his impressive physique on full display.

He stepped into the pool and slowly walked to her side.

"This spa equipment is the latest model. How does it feel?"

Emma rested her head lightly against the pool edge and closed her eyes comfortably. "Very comfortable, really nice."

Suddenly, she felt movement in the water and opened her eyes wide in alarm.

Nicholas had somehow appeared in front of her. He pulled her into his arms, his burning lips pressing down with irresistible force.

Emma pushed him away and glared at him. "Nicholas, you're not planning to..."

Nicholas chuckled low, just looking at her.

"Don't you know?"

"Honeymooning couples usually only do two things: cooking, and..."

He whispered the last words against her ear in a breathy voice.

Emma's face instantly burned red.

"Stay away from me." She pushed him, but he caught her wrist and pulled her back into his embrace.

"This pool has a hidden feature. Let's try it." He smiled like a fox, reaching for a switch by the pool edge.

Suddenly, all the water in the pool surged violently, the current becoming quite turbulent.

"Honey, I'm so glad I have you."

Nicholas held her tightly, his warm lips pressing against hers once more.

During their lovemaking, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, there was an unprecedented trembling sensation that spread from her tailbone throughout her entire body.

This man truly made her unable to resist.

...

Emerald City.

Night fell with bitter winds.

In the VIP suite of the Vast Star Hotel, Evelyn and Walter were entertaining an important client when her phone suddenly rang—it was the director of the science museum.

She walked to the corridor to take the call. Under the dim, shifting lights of the hallway, a familiar figure suddenly entered her line of sight.

It was Luke.

He wore a sharply tailored designer suit, his figure tall and straight with broad shoulders and long legs.

The woman beside him wore a blue embroidered long dress that accentuated her tall figure. She looked dignified and graceful, intimately holding his arm while looking up at him with a smile, saying something.

The two were very close, talking and laughing, looking as familiar as could be.

They passed by her.

Luke looked straight ahead, not even sparing her a peripheral glance, treating her as if she were invisible.

Evelyn gripped her phone, watching their retreating figures, her heart plummeting...