Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

“What’s my point?” Emily Walker was momentarily stunned, her heart somewhat at a loss.

“Baron Stuart, are you still a man!? She is your woman, yet you’re ignoring her safety for your survival?” Milton Modesto couldn’t bear to watch Stuart’s heartlessness any longer.

“Then tell me why I, as Baron Stuart, with my status and position, should indulge this woman?” Stuart spoke again, with not a shred of concern seen on his face.

Looking at the man before her, whose eyes had never been so cold, Emily refused to believe that he would be so indifferent to her life or death.

If he truly didn’t care about her, wouldn’t it be easier to not come at all? So why did he come?

“You’re lying… if you really didn’t care, why would you come!?” Emily looked at him, tears of heartache starting to blur her vision.

Hearing her words, Milton Modesto seemed to pick up on something.

Perhaps all this was just a facade put on by Stuart, feigning indifference so as not to be threatened by them, but secretly planning to rescue his woman!

With this thought, a faint smile appeared on Modesto’s face, “Exactly, if you really didn’t care, then why did you come here? It would have been easier to just stay away, wouldn’t it?”

Hearing this, Stuart remained composed. “I came only to tell you that there’s nothing in this world that can threaten me, Baron Stuart. I initially wanted to say these words over the phone, but you hung up before I could speak. Having no choice, I had to come.”

Another affirmation, once again pierced Emily’s heart.

There was nothing in this world that could threaten him. Was she just a tool for him to warm his bed at night?

Her heart felt as though it had sunk to the bottom, lifeless.

However, Modesto was still somewhat unconvinced. “Since you’ve said what you need to, you can leave now.”

He couldn’t believe that Stuart would leave his woman behind and just walk away without a second glance.

During these days, he had been thoroughly investigating everything. Regardless of the occasion, Stuart only ever appeared with this woman. In 28 years, who has seen any other woman by his side?

This woman must have captured his heart. His coldness and heartlessness were merely a facade to keep himself from being threatened.

He gazed at the woman in front of him, her pale and weak expression piercing him.

If he gave in to Modesto now and lost his authority, she would end up, as Modesto presumed, being pushed down in front of him while he would have no ability to save her.

With this thought, Stuart turned around indifferently and headed towards the rooftop exit.

The black-clothed people did not stop him at this moment.

Watching his indifferent figure walking away, Emily couldn’t believe that he was being so reckless with her life….

Her body felt like it had lost its strength. If not for Modesto holding her hostage, she would have probably fainted.

She fixed her sorrowful gaze on his retreating figure. Her heart felt dead.

Stuart turned his back to her. His heart was clenched tightly as well.

In this gamble, he was yet to know whether he won or lost.

Just as he was about to leave, Modesto had no intention of letting him go so easily.

PS: Dear all, I’m going to have my meal now. There will be five more updates tonight!