"Robert, I like you a lot. No, I should say, I love you." Emma Smith's sudden words took Robert Thomson aback.
"I love you. Even when I found out I was pregnant with Little Lucky and knew that the wedding you arranged was just a mockery, I still loved you. Even during our time apart, although I was cold towards you on the surface, I often dreamt of you. If I didn't love you enough, I wouldn't have given birth to Little Lucky for you." She slowly expressed all of her past feelings without hiding anything or holding back. She wanted to tell him about all her worries, all her wounds, and all her grievances!
Robert was stunned. He looked at Emma, whose expression was calm. However, the slightly upturned corners of her mouth and the faintly furrowed brows strangely revealed her feelings at that moment.
"But, I don't dare to love you… or I should say, I don't dare to love you wholeheartedly." She gave a bitter smile, and a hint of melancholy appeared in her eyes.
