Second Chances

Chapter 55 

“I like you… I don’t deserve you… I’m not good enough for you.” Liam frowned at her words. 

His concern deepened. “Is she dreaming about someone else?‘ He couldn’t help but wonder. 

“Who do you like?” he asked gently. 

Emma’s expression tightened. “Elijah.” 

‘Elijah?‘ That name brought a surge of anger to Liam. The thought that she harbored feelings for that deceitful doctor was almost too much to bear. 

But then, in a barely audible whisper, Emma clutched at his shirt. “Elijah… if you killed Liam, I won’t let you get away with it…” 

With those words, Liam’s heart, which had been lost in a sea of turmoil, found its way back. He looked down at Emma with a gaze filled with deep, unwavering love. “You are mine,” he whispered. 

In the stillness of the night, after ensuring Emma was resting comfortably, Liam retreated to his study to reflect on the day’s grim events at the cemetery. 

Meanwhile, news from the hospital confirmed that Nora had sustained permanent injuries, her arm irreparably damaged. 

“This afternoon’s events at the cemetery must remain confidential.” Liam’s voice carried a calm, authoritative tone as he addressed Levi in the dimly lit room. 

Levi, his expression solemn, nodded in agreement. “Mr. Hall, rest assured, I’ve taken care of everything according to your instructions.” 

The next morning, Emma woke up with a lingering hangover, her memory of the previous night’s confessions foggy. 

Liam, maintaining his usual composure, suggested a day out. “Today, I’m taking you somewhere special.” 

“Where are we going?” Emma asked, puzzled. 

“You’ll see when we get there,” Liam replied with a slight smile, gently taking her hand. 

He brought her to Troln City’s most upscale supermarket. 

Liam, who usually avoided crowded places due to his limited mobility, seemed out of place in the bustling supermarket. 

Emma, eyeing a box of exorbitantly priced mushrooms and various luxury health products, began to piece things together. “You’re not taking me to meet your family, are you?” 

He picked up a box of supplements nonchalantly and added it to their cart. “Yeah.” 

“But I thought you said that was happening later?” Emma responded, caught off guard. 

“We might not have had our wedding yet, but we’re already officially registered,” Liam explained. “It’s time you got to know my family” 

“But I’m not ready for this…” Emma’s hesitation was evident. 

“Everything that needed preparation has been handled,” Liam reassured her, gesturing to the cart filled with thoughtful, high–end gifts. 

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“I mean; I’m not even dressed properly, and I haven’t washed my hair…” Emma looked down at herself, feeling suddenly self–conscious. 

Liam met her gaze, his expression softening. “No need to be formal.” 

Emma and Liam arrived at the Hall family villa in the evening. The villa is nestled by the mountains and waters, boasting a rare scenic view of Troln City. 

As they pulled up, Emma noticed the courtyard was filled with cars. She had assumed they were attending a small family gathering and was surprised by the crowd. 

“Is there a party today?” she asked Liam. 

He replied calmly. “It’s my dad’s birthday.” 

“You should’ve mentioned it before bringing me here,” Emma exclaimed, glancing down at her casual outfit of a white T–shirt and jeans, topped with sneakers. She felt underdressed compared to the expected attire of cocktail dresses and heels. 

Emma quickly dug through Liam’s trunk for her spare dress and high heels. After a rapid change, tying her hair into a sleek bun, she transformed her look. Rushing to catch up, she called out, “Liam, wait!” 

Her swift change made her seem like a completely different person. Liam turned, a trace of annoyance in his eyes. “I told you that there’s no need to overdress.” 

Emma grabbed his hand, her voice earnest. “It’s not about showing off; it’s about respecting your family.” 

Aware that the guests likely came from well–to–do families, Emma wanted to make sure she represented Liam. His initial annoyance softened as he squeezed her hand. “Alright, let’s head in.” 

As they entered, they immediately drew all eyes. This was Liam’s first time bringing a date to such an event, and Emma, in her elegant light purple chiffon gown, captivated the room with her grace and beauty, outshining the other attendees. 

After a brief moment of admiration, the crowd began to greet Liam warmly. “Mr. Hall, long time no see.” 

Emma caught the mixed expressions on the faces around Liam–curiosity mixed with fear, and even some awkwardness and avoidance. 

At today’s party, several guests who had once been close to Liam now s seemed to favor Brad, leading to their evasive glances. Emma tightened her grip on Liam’s hand, silently affirming her unwavering support for him, regardless of anyone else’s stance. 

Feeling her resolve, Liam gently caressed her hand, a small but tender gesture that spoke volumes. 

Just then, Brad approached, holding a champagne glass. “Long time no see, welcome to the Hall family,” he said smoothly. 

Emma raised an eyebrow. “Actually, Brad, it should be you welcoming your elder brother back,” she corrected him sharply. Liam was, after all, the eldest son of the Hall family. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Brad chuckled, trying to diffuse the tension. “Just a turn of phrase, Emma. You really do pay attention to the details, don’t you? It’s almost as if you’re looking for signs of a rift.” 

Liam’s voice grew cooler. “Today we’re here to celebrate Dad’s birthday. Let’s not stir up any trouble. And remember–my wife might be young, but she’s not to be underestimated? 

Brad’s smile faltered, and beside him, Elsie Weeds–Brad’s biological mother, also showed her displeasure. 

Ignoring them, Liam led Emma to greet his father, Simon. 

Simon, dressed sharply in a tuxedo, couldn’t hear the exchange but noticed their arrival. “Dad, this is Emma. We’re here to wish you a happy birthday,” Liam announced, 

Simon’s response to Emma was polite yet distant, maintaining a neutral demeanor.