At this point, Charles started to respond to her kiss, embracing her gradually and kissing her passionately, as if he had forgotten that she was a woman he couldn't touch anymore. Perhaps her boldness had unleashed his hidden desires, and now he was reluctant to end it.
After what seemed a long time, Emma finally released him with a sense of satisfaction and leaned against Charles's shoulder, panting for air. Their kiss had been long enough for the paparazzi, who were hiding behind the shadows, to take pictures of their intimate encounter.
Leaning against his shoulder and one hand placed on his chest, Emma whispered. "Thanks, brother… Thank you for giving me such an amazing goodbye gift finally. I will cherish it forever…"
"Emma…" Was all Charles could manage to say in a hoarse tone.
"Brother, if only we could go back in time. But I know it's impossible. Being so close to you almost makes me think that there is still hope for us…"
