Adopted-Brother Became Billionaire Husband

obscuring her view. Water drips down the messy hair o

breaths, "what if I don't want t

, you mean you want to be

at Emma fiercely. "You really don't know what I meant?" He

pears right in front of her, his deep

passionate gaze. "I...I am not

a's wrists, raises them above her head, pins the

to leap from her chest. She curls h

coming. No way, Winston is really going to kiss me."

breathing and subtly gets on he

followed by s

wide open. Winston's weight drops

ce. His hair is wet from the rain, but Emma feels something sticky on her hand

ton!! Help!! S

lhouette with a baseball bat approachin

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Tears well up in her eyes, and her heart feels tangled. A thought crosses her mind—she

" she murmur

ut of bed. She's had this dream before and

essed his love for her. Emma agreed to give it a try. But the next day, Winston left, leaving a n

ay. A black and white picture of Emma's parents sta

ive body, which naturally presents an air of innocence and calmness. But when she smiles, her eyes squint a bit, and combin

sed her, seeking her attention. She started dressing in a boyish style to hide her feminine vibe and acted to

moved to Boston by herself, immersing herself in studying to distract from her memories. The days were manageable with lectures and activities, but slee

the only money she has is from her parents' life insurance after their death,

Boston in January greets her with bright sunlig

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turn to see Emma as s

this lab. Always dressed in fashionable attire, complete with designer bags and jewelry, she

is quiet and hardworking. He's easy t

, Emma?" Chloe

there's more to come," Emma replies, maintaini

s, turning to Ethan. "See that? Th

ma, acknowledging

terview for my grad school application. How

ts can't really compete with those with

cing back at her monitor as the

I went home for New Year's, my uncle mentioned a possible opening in his

king for someone?" Emma ask

bathroom and kitchen, striving to live frugally. A paid research

phone. "Hmm, I haven't checked in wi

iate this!" Emma responds, g

ays, her fingers flying

om his notebook, ask

ab. They work on vaccines and stuff,

, but he's leaving for a conference this a

far is it?" Ethan asks, co

re she switches back to her usual relaxed demeanor. "Well,

, Emma," Ethan offers. "I wanted to check out a restaurant

us to run a couple of participants for the pilot study to

s slightly

eing, "Okay, I'll go now. Could you tex

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ing, standing out with two mini vans parked in front. She takes a photo of the building and sends it to Chloe, asking, "I

icade stops her. She is greeted by a man who asks, "Are you Emma? Here for the PI intervi

nly grabbed by the arm and pulled

the car's rapid starting Emma finds herself falling left and right. As she adj

onfusion, she's met with

s that...Winston? But he's be

a beard. His luxurious gray suit accentuates his muscular build, making him

s urgently, yet with a hint of accusation, "I thoug

rsed countless scenarios of their reunion, but now, words elude her. Part of her wants to reach out, to close

edication on their exposed wounds --

feel uneasy. He clears his throat a little bit and

the words in the notes Winston left before he

et about you?" Emma replies, her voice b

wishes he can hug her, console her and tell her he never stopped thi

battling across his face. "It's complicated, Emma. There

ws to a stop. An intercom voice anno

terling?' Winston was always

then pulls back. "There's a lot I need to explain," h

all lecture hall. What makes it stands out more is the two mini vans parked in front. She takes a picture of the building, sends to C

. Emma nodded and says:"yes, I am here

g up the barriercode, gesturing Emm

iercode, someone grabbed her left

h force that Emma a

is parted by the curb out of the blue,

and falls backward again as th

ition, and realizes the man

nfusion, only to see a face

at....Winston? NO, NOT POSSIBLE!

e not changed much. His jaw line has become more defined. Although he has shaved, a little scrub of beard is coming

s behind her when he gets into troub

bit and asks in an urgent and blaming tone :"I thou

d shoots straight into her heart. A tumu

. For years, she has rehearsed what she might say or do i

, the abandonment., holds her back. It is like a burnt victim applying medication on their exposed wounds -- they ne

feel uneasy. He clears his throat a little bit and

me.. forget

the notes Winston left

to gather

me to forget about you?" Emma'

wishes he can hug her, console her and tell her he never stopped thi

battling across his face. "It's complicated, Emma. There ar

a stop. A voice appears in the intercom s

s parents adopted Winston when he was 9 after his grandfather passed away. Winston had

er, but he pulled back. "There's a lot I need to explain.",

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doctors in full biohazard suits. The scene is surreal, The stark white of t

palpable, adding to the sense of alarm. The hospital has been transformed into a decontami

tructs firmly. "You will be provided with clean garments afterward." Emma, complying, feels exposed and vulnerable in the cold, mist-filled chamber. Emma glan

he doctor begins a series of tests – blood samples, swabs, and a series of questions about symptoms and recent contacts. The questions are methodica

throughout the process. His occasional glances at

r mind a whirlwind of fear and confusion. The surrealness of the situation, the cold efficiency of the bi

voice low, "May I?" while g

ning signs adorn the doors and walls: 'Biohazard - Authorized Pers

ooks so distant -

along his temple. Almost by instinct, Emma raises her arm, trying to wipe away t

ing, innocent eyes. This is the first time Winston looks directly into her eyes since th

that is grabbing her arm and suddenly notices a faint scar

what happe