In her twenty-six years of life, Robert Thomson was the only one who had saved her in a crisis!
"Emma, I will protect you..." he spoke gently, his fingers lightly caressing her forehead, "And, didn't you already agree to my proposal yesterday?"
As he spoke, he took out the diamond ring from his pocket: "When you put on this ring, you become my fiancée, Robert Thomson's. The woman I want to hold hands with for life."
Could she still hold his hand for life?
Robert did not notice her somewhat panicked eyes, he just lowered his head and pushed the ring onto her finger.
Lifting his head, he smiled slightly: "Didn't you say you're going to see your mother? I've thought about it, once your wounds have healed, I'll go with you to see your mother."
Immediately after, his lips moved to hers, lightly brushing the corner of her mouth.
She didn't know what to say. Looking at his smiling face, she felt... a sense of guilt!
