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 Season 7

Episode 72

(Even if I die in your hand)

Since Sean had allowed Emily to keep her child, he already regarded himself as the father of the child. His hopes of gaining Emily's favour allowed him to change his attitude towards the fetus.   

 With Jacob out of the picture, Sean's dreams of being with Emily came back to life again. The thought of depriving Jacob peace in death, by raising his child with Emily pleased his dark heart.   

 Once again things were starting to look up for Sean.    

He also thought of bringing Beryl here so that the four of them could be reunited as a family once again. As for Jacob, he was fated to become a distant memory.    
Sean was certain that he was far capable of taking better care of them anyway.    

Emily also noticed that Sean had grown closer to her during this period, showing more concern for the baby in her belly. 

 Occasionally, Sean would have her sit on the sofa while he would squat down to the floor, leaning in to her belly with his ears so he could listen to the sound inside.   

 Emily, however, despite her repugnance, didn't refuse his requests, because she was afraid of unleashing the monster that hid inside his heart. She carefully thought every single action she took.    

"Dear brother, you are a doctor. You of all people should know that it's too early to feel any movement from the baby."    

She tried to struggle tentatively, but she was gently gripped by Sean.  

  "But I just want to hear its sound. It is our baby after all."    

Emily was deeply shocked and upset by his claims and she immediately refuted, "Sean, what are you saying? It's obviously Seventh's baby. You, dear brother, are the uncle..."  

'Uncle? Not that again!' Sean had already grown frustration of being the elder brother and the uncle. However, he decided not to speak out at this moment, because he was worried this would frighten Emily like it did the last time.   

 A situation as delicate and fragile as this would require the utmost care and patience.    

So instead of responding to what Emily said, he casually changed the subject, cool as a cucumber. "Cloris, after the baby is born, will you do to find that man?"   

 Emily tightened her lips and said, "I... will not."    

"That's good." Sean smiled from ear to ear, his cold eyes showing a hint of warmth, "As long as you keep your promise, I will treat this child as my own and give it a happy life."  

Emily gave him a nod to acknowledge her acceptance of his requirement.    

Sean continued to search for baby sounds in her belly. He showed a gentle smile from time to time just as a loving father who eagerly looked forward to the coming of this baby.    

However, it made Emily sick to allow him to have such deluded pleasures.   

 She lowered her eyes to look at Sean's neck wondering if she was fast to grab the fruit knife on the desk and stab him. Would she be able to kill this man if it came to that?    

While she was in deep thought, all of a sudden, Sean turned his eyes to look at her, as if he could read her mind.    

Staring into his cold eyes, blacker than the abyss, made the blood in her body freeze with fear.   

 There was a slight stir on Sean's labial angles, then he said in a teasing tone, "For a second, I thought you were going to kill me."  

The fact that he exposed his vulnerable side to her meant that he trusted her.    His words, albeit, said jokingly, alarmed her, sending a rush of panic through her heart, but she furrowed her eyebrows and revealed a disappointed expression. "I'm sorry. Perhaps it's because I hurt you so many times that you still find it hard to trust me..."    

All of a sudden, Sean appeared distressed, so much so that he stood up on his feet and comforted her. "I have already told you that it wasn't your fault. Please stop blaming yourself so much."

    "How is it not my fault..." Emily sniffled, pretending to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.    

This gave rise to more panic in Sean's heart as he held her hands and said, "I never blamed you for what happened, Cloris. You are my younger sister, and I can forgive all of your mistakes in a heartbeat. Even if I died in your hands, I will not regret it."  

Emily kept her head down without saying anything, but she thought in her mind, 'Your words, not mine.'    


Emily didn't want to indulge Sean's fantasies too much, as a result, she would go out to take a walk frequently so as to avoid making any contact with that man.   

 Although, this hurt Sean's feelings, Emily used the child as an excuse so he would stop pestering her. Sean kept his eyes on the prize—which was, to strengthen his relationship with Emily, no matter how long it would take. The most important part of that plan was to make sure that he didn't give her any reason to feel unhappy. 

 'If she wants to take long walks, then by all means, go ahead, ' Sean mused.  

The villa grounds itself was very big, so she was certainly allowed to go wherever she wished. However, Sean warned the bodyguards to not let Emily go to the place where Jacob was killed.  

  Apart from that, she could go wherever her heart wanted to take her.    

One fine day, Emily stopped to look and smell some beautiful flowers on her way back.    

That was when she overheard a few women enmeshed in a heated discussion not too far away. 

  The maid who followed with her was about to scold them, but Emily stopped her, as she wanted to listen to what they had to say.    

Just a few paces ahead of them, the maids who took care of the garden were chatting amongst themselves.   

 "Amy, do you think there is something strange going on between Mr. Sean and Miss Cloris? Do you think they are having an illegitimate relationship?"  

The maid called Amy answered, "Annie, you'd better be careful of what you say, Mr. Sean and Miss Cloris are siblings. It is impossible for them to have such a relationship!"    

Annie, who was not convinced by Amy's argument, said, "Don't you think that they are too close to each other, even as siblings? Nothing about their relationship seems normal to me. At best, I'd call it an ambiguous relationship. Wouldn't you agree?"

 "Why? Do you think it's rare for brothers and sisters to love each other dearly in D Country?"  

  "But it is incestuous..." Amy was still afraid to say that word, so she lowered her voice and continued, "Maybe they are not really brothers and sisters. Anyway, we better not speculate on the family affairs of our masters, just in cast it gives rise to troubles."    

"Don't be afraid. There is no one around here to listen." Annie slyly looked around but when she didn't see Emily and the maid, she continued to gossip, "I have heard that Miss Cloris is pregnant, but I don't know who the father of child..."  

"She liked Mr. Seventh so much at that time, didn't she? Could it be... But no one knows where Mr. Seventh is."    

"I heard that Mr. Sean drove him away because he was jealous of him. So who is the hell the father of Miss Cloris's child? Miss Cloris has so many admirers. She is a strong-willed, independent-minded lady who, like Casanova, has a secret she has yet to reveal."    

Annie's words were said in bad taste and downright offensive. The jealousy in her heart was quite visible and apparent. She envied Emily for having such a strong background and for winning the hearts of such outstanding men. Alas, God had been unfair to so many!    

When they heard this, the maid standing behind Emily curled her lips in disapproval, as she observed Emily's expression cautiously. "Miss Cloris, don't pay heed to their words. Those maids don't know what they are talking about..."  

"Never mind." Much to the maid's surprise, Emily's face bloomed with a joyful smile as if nothing had ever happened.   

 "Miss Cloris..." The maid still wanted to say something.    

But Emily suddenly interrupted her and said, "Let's go. We don't have to care about them."    

"What?" The maid didn't expect Emily to be so forgiving. Previously, the maid thought this would have been impossible for Miss Cloris to let them slide. 

However, her temper had changed drastically and she hardly showed any anger at all.    

'No, I'm sure she's angry. Even if just a little.    

Otherwise, she wouldn't have torn the leaf from that plant before walking away as if she were trying to restrain her emotions from flaring up.'  

The maid felt a bit perturbed, fearing that if Emily got angry, the maids in the garden would be in big trouble.    

Of all of things to gossip about, people should not bite the hand that fed them. There was nothing respectable about dragging others down to their level out of petty jealousy.  

Moreover, Sean was very good at punishing people who crossed him and his family.


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