Chapter 2
First, she applied to cancel all her identity information in the country.
Second, she changed her name.
The clerk informed her all paperwork would be processed within two weeks.
After two weeks, even if Dominic searched heaven and earth, he’d never find her.
Emma turned and left, her phone buzzing frantically in her bag–all missed calls and messages from Dominic.
She didn’t look or respond.
By the time she returned home, night had fallen.
Dominic stood in the living room, rushing toward her the moment she entered, his eyes filled with obvious anxiety: “Baby, where have you been? I came home and couldn’t find you. I’ve been waiting for hours, nearly turned the whole city upside down looking for you.”
His concern seemed genuine.
Emma stared at him, her heart seized by an invisible hand.
She suddenly remembered high school, when he’d abandoned a math competition mid–exam to rush back when she was an hour late responding to his message, terrified something had happened to her.
A man who clearly loved her so much, someone she once believed saw her as the most important person in his
world. Yet looking at everything now, the love he gave was never truly exclusive.
Her throat felt blocked, making every breath painful, but ultimately, she replied calmly, “I went shopping and forgot to tell you. Sorry.”
Only then did Dominic finally relaxed, pulling her into his arms: “Don’t apologize. I wasn’t angry, just worried.”
As he spoke, he kissed the top of her head, his tone gentle: “Alright baby, you mentioned the other day you were craving those sweet and tangy BBQ ribs and that herb–crusted sea bass. I’ll make them for you right now, okay?”
With that, he released her and headed to the kitchen.
Emma stood at the doorway, silently watching Dominic. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, his long fingers skillfully chopping vegetables, his profile looking especially gentle in the warm light.
She suddenly remembered how, three years ago when she first returned, her chronic stomach problems from irregular eating had hospitalized her.
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Back then, Dominic–a billionaire CEO who’d never cooked–spent a month learning from top chefs to prepare
proper meals for her.
Once, when an international video conference clashed with his cooking time, he propped his tablet in the kitchen, listening to reports while stir–frying shocking his executives.
He once loved her so intensely, as if his entire universe revolved around her.
But right now? The second his phone buzzed, his expression subtly shifted, and he immediately set down the knife, hastily wiping his hands.
“Baby, there’s an emergency at the company. I need to go in.” He removed his apron, his tone casual, even remembering to kiss her forehead. “I’ve finished three dishes. Eat first, don’t wait for me.”
Emma said nothing just nodded.
After he left, she approached the dining table, looking at the still–steaming dishes, her chest suddenly too painful to
breathe
She’d just seen dearly–that call was from Stella.
Instead of sitting down to eat as he’d asked, she called a car and followed him.
Sure enough, Dominic wasn’t headed to the company but to the hospital.
In the VIP wing corridor, the entire floor had been cleared, with only a few doctors and nurses standing outside a room, looking tense.
The hospital director was bowing apologetically to Dominic: “Mr. Chase, we’re truly sorry. It was our negligence that allowed Ms. Reed to slip in the bathroom. We’ll assign additional staff and ensure this never happens again!”
Dominic’s face was grim, his voice icy: “If there’s a next time, this hospital won’t stay in business.”
The director nodded repeatedly: “Yes, yes, we’ll be extremely careful!”
Emma stood at the corner, her fingernails digging into her palms.
His friend had mentioned Stella only had “minor scrapes.” Yet Dominic had reserved an entire building for her, and now that something had happened, he looked ready to tear down the hospital.
The door opened, revealing Stella lying weakly against the headboard, pale–faced with reddened eyes.
Dominic strode over, grabbing her hand: “How are you? Where does it hurt?”
Stella’s eyes welled up, her voice choked: “This is all my fault. Getting hit by a car was bad enough, but then falling in the shower? Now you can’t even spend time with Emma… What if she gets suspicious? I’m like a walking disaster
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“Don’t talk nonsense,” he scolded, though his tone remained gentle. “Just focus on recovering. I’ll stay with you these next few days.”
Stella looked up with tear–filled eyes: “But what about Emma?”
Dominic replied dismissively: “I’ll handle it. Don’t worry.”
After a pause, he added: “We’re husband and wife. Isn’t it natural for me to stay with you?”
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