And Emily stopped just a few steps away from him.
She didn't rush like Aliya; she just stood quietly, her fists clenched at her sides, her chest heaving intensely with suppressed emotions.
Her gaze was filled with heartache, tracing greedily inch by inch across the thin face and weary figure of her husband.
The kiss ended, and Lin Yu'an finally released the fiery passionate Aliya, who nearly suffocated him.
He looked at Aliya's cheeks, flushed with excitement, and then at Emily, standing a short distance away with red-rimmed eyes but silent. His heart was filled with two equally intense yet completely different emotions.
He didn't let go of Aliya's hand; instead, he extended another arm in a silent gesture full of invitation toward Emily.
Emily looked at his outstretched hand but didn't step forward immediately.
She just quietly watched him with her tear-filled eyes, her voice small but tinged with a slight tremor of grievance and reproach, "You still remember to come back?"
