Even at her most stubborn and ruthless moments, she was still a woman after all. Though her years as a single mother had granted her a more mature and calm demeanor, her heart remained in a state of youthful innocence.
"You don't need to know—" Robert Thomson laughed as he pulled her into his arms, "If what you've said is true, your past and your family don't matter—all you have to do is marry me, marry me, and you will have everything you want!"
"Everything I want?"
Emma Smith's expression grew foggy.
What she wanted most was for her son Tommy's condition to be cured.
Next, she wanted her son Tommy to grow up strong and healthy.
After that, she wanted to mend her relationship with her mother.
Lastly, she wanted her own health. Only with good health could she work, and only with work could she have the money to raise Tommy.
But what about her emotions?
Oh, sorry, but when her financial basis was shaky, how could she care about her feelings and her belonging?
