Love On The Edge: Stay With Me, My Precious Darling

serati was parked along the curb. Ricky's assistant, Skyle

g for Ricky for several years, alway

yler immediately opene

mma offered him a small smile, but he only glanced at her briefly, his

d into the seat, instinctively

otel, and soon they arrived at

ise, Ricky reached out and took her hand, calmly placing it on his arm. With a composed expression, he led her ins

t for appearances, her heart rac

igures, a star-studded event boasting many f

ed Scott, the lead actress in their current project. W

he photographers were already swarm

quite a stir, Emma's entrance with Ricky drew immediate attention. T

enner Group, whose every entertainment investment beca

views, the press buzzed with curi

s and Winifred's. Each small round table, draped in a white tablecloth, only had room

from Brody, which made the a

to see her, but he polite

nifred, however, seemed indifferent, offering only a curt nod before turning back to chat with Brody about li

red so much as a glance. Sensing his disinterest,

s dimmed, leaving the stage and the la

pagne, red wine, and two plates of bite-size

g it into her mouth. Seeing that everyone's attention was on

ma slowed down, a little embarrassed. After washing down the last piece

something to eat later

rmally, he looked at her with disdain, but in this moment, his exp

Ricky was genuinely smiling at her. But d

pped up, the in

Emma's shock, he agreed to an interview-with her by his side. When aske

marriage, this was the first tim

. She barely remembered leaving the hotel. The clearest image in her mind was Ricky draping his jacket over

chool, when Ricky had defended her from a group of b

time when he trul

Nicola to force him into marriage two years a

anor shifted back to his usual coldness. But even

n Skyler finally found a res

derway, she was careful about how much she consumed, only orderi

ing over half an hour at the table. Ricky sat across f

which caught Emma off guard, leaving

," she sa

ed, getting up and walking s

o heels, she struggled to keep pace. She found herself h

ipped on the steps. One of her heels snapped, a

y help. Instead, he got into the car and said c

he act was over, and the cold,

nd tossed them into a nearby trash bin

e, neither of them speaking. The atm

s blur by, her mind stuck on the scene where Ricky

performance could easily rival

nd she barely registered the

r door, got out, and slammed it shut. Barefoot, she storme

er movements from the fall. He frowned as she disappeare

witter was bu

l, while another trending topic emerged-Brody's agency released

criticized her in the comments began deleting their hateful messages. Some even switched fro

tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The next day, her sleepless night caught