Chasing Freedom in Shadows

The waves crashed against the cliffs of Nova Scotia with an almost musical rhythm, but Aria Morgan knew better. After three years of studying marine biology at the remote Blackrock Research Station, she had learned to distinguish between natural ocean sounds and something more... peculiar. Tonight, there was definitely something different in the water's song.

Standing on the observation deck of the research facility, her long dark hair whipping in the salty breeze, Aria focused her night vision binoculars on the churning waters below. The full moon cast an ethereal glow across the surface, making it easier to spot any unusual movement. That's when she saw it - a flash of iridescent scales, much too large to be any known fish species.

"You're out here late again," a deep voice spoke behind her. Dr. Nathaniel Cross, the facility's new head of cryptozoology, stood in the doorway. His presence had been causing quite a stir among the female staff since his arrival last month, with his storm-gray eyes and the mysterious scar that ran from his left temple to his jaw. But Aria had noticed something else about him - the way he always seemed to appear whenever the strange occurrences happened.

"There's something out there, Dr. Cross," Aria said, not taking her eyes off the water. "Something big."

"Please, call me Nate," he said, moving to stand beside her. His proximity sent an involuntary shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the cold. "And I know. That's why I'm here."

Before Aria could question what he meant, a haunting melody drifted up from the waters below. It wasn't quite singing - more like an otherworldly humming that seemed to resonate in her very bones. To her surprise, she found herself taking an unconscious step toward the railing, drawn by the sound.

Nate's hand shot out, gripping her arm. "Don't listen too closely," he warned, his voice tight with concern. "They're hunting tonight."

"They?" Aria tried to shake off the melody's lingering effect. "Who are 'they'?"

Just then, a figure emerged from the waves - a woman with silvery skin and long, phosphorescent hair. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural blue light, and when she opened her mouth to continue her song, Aria saw rows of sharp, pearl-like teeth. The creature's beauty was both terrifying and mesmerizing.

"Sirens," Nate whispered, his grip on Aria's arm tightening. "Real ones. Not the sanitized versions from your fairy tales."

The siren's gaze locked onto them, and her song changed, becoming more focused, more enticing. Aria felt Nate tense beside her, and when she looked at him, she was shocked to see his eyes had taken on a silvery sheen, reflecting the moonlight like a cat's.

"We need to get inside," he said through gritted teeth, though he seemed to be fighting the urge to move closer to the railing himself. "Now."

But as they turned to leave, Aria caught sight of something in the water that made her blood run cold. Dozens of glowing eyes had appeared beneath the waves, and more figures were rising to the surface. Their songs began to intertwine, creating a symphony of supernatural beauty and terror.

"Dr. Cross... Nate," Aria's voice trembled slightly. "What's really going on at this facility?"

He finally turned to look at her fully, and in the moonlight, she could see that his scar was glowing with a faint blue light. "It's not just a research station, Aria. It's a containment facility. We monitor and protect humanity from ancient creatures that most people think are myths. And right now," he glanced back at the water where more sirens were emerging, "something has disturbed them. Something that hasn't happened in over a hundred years."

"What?" Aria asked, though part of her feared the answer.

"They're looking for their lost queen," Nate's voice was grim. "And for some reason, they think she's here."

A particularly powerful wave crashed against the cliffs, sending spray high enough to reach the observation deck. As the droplets hit Aria's skin, she felt a strange tingling sensation, and for just a moment, her reflection in the window showed her eyes glowing with the same ethereal blue light as the creatures below.

Nate saw it too. His expression shifted from concern to something more complex - fear, fascination, and what looked almost like recognition. "We need to talk," he said quietly. "About your mother. About why you were really assigned to this facility. And about why you've always felt so drawn to the sea."

The siren's song grew louder, more insistent, and Aria felt something stir within her - ancient memories that couldn't possibly be her own, yet somehow were. As she followed Nate inside, one thought kept repeating in her mind: her life as she knew it was about to change forever, and there would be no going back to the simple world of marine biology and research papers.

Behind them, the sirens continued their haunting chorus, their songs now carrying a note of triumph. They had found what they were looking for.

The facility's underground laboratory was a maze of steel and glass, illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights that made everything look clinical and cold. Aria followed Nate through a series of security checkpoints, each requiring increasingly complex biometric scans. Her mind was still reeling from the events on the observation deck, the sirens' song echoing in her memory.

        "How long have you known?" she finally asked as they entered what appeared to be his private office. Unlike the sterile corridors outside, this room was filled with artifacts that looked ancient - shells with strange markings, crystals that seemed to pulse with their own inner light, and walls covered in charts mapping underwater ley lines.

        Nate moved to a heavily secured cabinet, his fingers dancing across a complex lock. "Since the moment you arrived at Blackrock. Your bio-readings were... unique." He pulled out a thick file with her name on it. "But your mother knew long before that."

        "My mother?" Aria's voice cracked. "She died when I was three. All I have are some photos and my father's stories about her love for the ocean."

        "Your mother didn't die, Aria." Nate's voice was gentle but firm as he placed an old photograph on his desk. "She returned."

        The photograph showed a woman standing on these very cliffs, her wild dark hair streaming in the wind. She looked exactly like Aria, except for her eyes - they held that same otherworldly blue glow Aria had seen in her own reflection moments ago.

        "That's impossible," Aria whispered, but even as she spoke, memories began to surface - the way she could hold her breath for impossibly long periods, her uncanny ability to predict storms, the strange songs that sometimes filled her dreams.

        Suddenly, the lights flickered, and a low vibration ran through the building. Nate's expression turned serious. "They're testing the barriers," he said, moving to a bank of monitors showing underwater footage. Multiple figures darted past the cameras, their movements too quick and graceful to be human.

        "What barriers?" Aria asked, joining him at the monitors.

        "Electromagnetic fields designed to keep them at bay. But with their queen so close..." He glanced at her meaningfully. "They're stronger than usual."

        "I am not their queen," Aria said firmly, though something deep inside her stirred at the words.

        "No, but you're her daughter. The first successful hybrid in centuries." Nate pulled up more files on his computer. "Your mother was their queen, and when she fell in love with your father, it created a diplomatic crisis. A siren queen choosing a human was unprecedented."

        The vibrations grew stronger, and somewhere in the facility, an alarm began to sound. On the monitors, the sirens' movements became more coordinated, more purposeful.

        "They're not just testing anymore," Nate muttered. He grabbed what looked like an ancient trident from a wall display. "They're breaking through."

        Aria's head suddenly filled with voices - not speaking English, but a fluid, musical language she somehow understood. They were calling to her, telling her to come home, to take her rightful place.

        "Make it stop," she gasped, pressing her hands to her temples.

        Nate reached for her, but stopped short when he saw her eyes - they were glowing brighter now, and her skin had taken on a slight iridescent sheen. "Fight it, Aria. You're not just one of them. You're both human and siren. That's what makes you special."

        The facility shook more violently, and the lights went out completely. In the darkness, Nate's eyes glowed silver again, and Aria could finally ask the question that had been nagging at her.

        "What are you?" she whispered. "You're not entirely human either, are you?"

        Before he could answer, the reinforced windows of his office exploded inward in a shower of glass and seawater. In the opening hovered three sirens, their beauty terrible and magnificent. The one in the center spoke, her voice carrying both authority and disdain.

        "Step away from the princess, Guardian. She belongs with her people."

        Nate raised the trident, which began to glow with an electric blue light. "She belongs where she chooses to belong."

        As seawater swirled around them, Aria felt power surge through her body - raw, ancient, and demanding to be released. She had a choice to make, but first, she needed answers.

        "Tell me everything," she said, her voice carrying a new note of command that surprised even her. "About my mother, about what you are," she looked at Nate, "and about why I'm really here."

        The siren queen smiled, showing those pearl-like teeth. "Oh, little princess. You're here because a war is coming. And you," her glow intensified, "are the key to everything."

The seawater swirling around Aria's feet felt alive, responding to her emotions like an extension of her body. The three sirens remained suspended in the shattered window frame, their ethereal forms casting an otherworldly glow throughout Nate's flooded office. The lead siren - who had introduced herself as Cordelia, First General of the Deep Realm - watched her with ancient eyes that held both wisdom and cunning.

        "Your mother's choice started this war," Cordelia said, her voice carrying the rhythm of waves. "When she chose your father, she didn't just abandon her throne - she disrupted a balance that had existed for millennia. The Deep Realm has been without a true queen for twenty years, and the dark ones grow bolder each day."

        "The dark ones?" Aria asked, acutely aware of Nate's tension beside her, his grip tightening on the glowing trident.

        "The Abyssal Court," Nate answered grimly. "Think of them as your people's darker cousins. While the sirens of the Deep Realm protect the oceans, the Abyssal Court seeks to corrupt them. Without a queen's power to maintain the barriers..."

        "They're breaking free," Cordelia finished. "Even now, they gather in the deep trenches, preparing for war. Only a queen's song can reinforce the ancient seals."

        Aria felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on her like the ocean itself. "And you think I can do this? I don't even know how to control whatever... this is." She gestured to her still-glowing skin.

        "That's why I'm here," a new voice spoke from the doorway. Aria turned to see a woman she'd only known from photographs - her mother. Nerissa, former queen of the Deep Realm, stood in the threshold, looking exactly as she had twenty years ago. Her presence made the very air vibrate with power.

        "Mom?" Aria whispered, emotions warring inside her.

        Nerissa's eyes - the same otherworldly blue as Aria's now were - filled with tears. "My daughter. My beautiful, brave daughter. I'm so sorry I had to leave you, but it was the only way to keep you safe while your powers matured."

        "Safe from what?" Aria demanded, anger suddenly surging through her. The water around her feet began to churn in response.

        "From those who would use you," Nate interjected, his voice carrying an edge of bitterness. "The Guardians weren't always noble protectors, Aria. Some believed that controlling a hybrid princess would give them power over both realms."

        "Like your father did?" Nerissa's voice turned cold as she addressed Nate. "Is that why you're so close to my daughter? Following in Marcus Cross's footsteps?"

        The tension in the room sparked like electricity. Nate's silver eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not my father."

        "Enough!" Aria's voice carried a new power, making everyone in the room freeze. The water around her feet rose in spiraling columns, responding to her command. "I want the truth. All of it. No more cryptic warnings or half-answers."

        Suddenly, the facility's emergency sirens blared to life. On Nate's monitors, dark shapes appeared in the deeper waters - humanoid figures with shark-like features and glowing red eyes.

        "The Abyssal Court," Cordelia hissed. "They've found us."

        "They found her," Nerissa corrected, moving to Aria's side. "They can sense your awakening power, daughter. We're out of time."

        The facility shuddered as something massive struck it from below. Through the broken window, Aria could see dark forms rising from the depths, their movements predatory and purposeful. The water around her feet turned ice-cold.

        "You have to choose now," Nate said urgently. "But know this - whatever you decide, I'll stand with you." His eyes met hers, and in them she saw not just duty or ambition, but something deeper, something personal.

        "As touching as that is, Guardian," Cordelia interrupted, "she needs to come with us. Only in the Deep Realm can she learn to control her powers in time."

        Another impact rocked the facility. In the distance, Aria could hear screams - the research staff, she realized with horror. They were unprotected, unaware of what was really happening.

        "I won't let innocent people die," Aria declared, feeling strength flow through her. "Mom, Cordelia - help me protect the facility. Nate..." she turned to him, "teach me how to fight."

        "Always choosing both worlds," Nerissa murmured, a mix of pride and worry in her voice. "Just like your mother."

        As the Abyssal Court's forces surrounded the facility, Aria felt something click into place inside her. She was neither fully human nor fully siren, neither wholly of land nor of sea. But perhaps that's exactly what both worlds needed.

        "Well then," she said, as power coursed through her veins and the song of the sea filled her mind, "let's show these dark ones what a hybrid princess can do."

        The water around her erupted upward, turning into a swirling shield of liquid crystal, just as the first of the dark figures burst through the facility's lower levels. The war for two worlds was about to begin, and Aria stood at its center, with a Guardian at her side and the power of two realms flowing through her blood.

The next few minutes dissolved into chaos. The Abyssal Court's warriors crashed through the facility's lower levels like a dark tide, their shark-like features twisted into snarls of hunger and hatred. Aria's crystalline water shield held against the first wave, but she could feel their darkness pressing against her power, trying to corrupt it.

        "Channel your emotions through the water," Nerissa instructed, her own powers creating whirlpools that trapped several attackers. "The sea responds to authentic feeling, not just will."

        Nate moved with inhuman grace, the trident in his hands leaving trails of electric blue energy as he fought. "We need to evacuate the research staff," he called out between strikes. "They're gathering near the main lab."

        Aria closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly she could feel every drop of water in the facility - in the pipes, in the air, in human bodies. The awareness was overwhelming. "I can feel them," she gasped. "Everyone. Everything."

        "That's your queen's sense awakening," Cordelia explained, her own song turning violent as she fought. "You're connecting to your realm."

        An explosion rocked the lower level, and through her new awareness, Aria felt something massive entering the facility. The temperature of the water dropped dramatically, and even the sirens looked concerned.

        "Thalassos," Nerissa whispered, fear evident in her voice. "The Abyssal Prince himself."

        Through the broken floor emerged a figure that seemed made of living darkness. Unlike his warriors, Prince Thalassos appeared almost human, devastatingly beautiful in a cruel way. His eyes were the color of the deepest ocean trenches, and when he smiled, his teeth gleamed like black pearls.

        "The little princess awakens," his voice was like the crushing depths given sound. "How convenient. I was afraid I'd have to wait longer to claim my bride."

        "Bride?" Aria and Nate spoke simultaneously, his voice sharp with anger, hers with shock.

        "Did they not tell you?" Thalassos moved closer, his presence making the water around him turn black. "The only way to truly end the war between our courts is through union. Your mother refused me twenty years ago. But you..." his dark eyes roamed over her face, "you're even more powerful than she was."

        Nate stepped between them, the trident glowing brighter. "She's not a prize to be claimed, Thalassos."

        The Abyssal Prince's laugh was like ice cracking. "Ah, the Guardian speaks. Tell me, son of Marcus Cross, does your protection come from duty... or jealousy?"

        Before anyone could respond, a scream echoed from the main lab. Through her water sense, Aria felt the research staff's terror as more Abyssal warriors surrounded them.

        "Choose quickly, princess," Thalassos said smoothly. "Surrender to me, and I'll spare them all. Refuse, and watch your human friends feed my warriors."

        Aria felt rage build inside her - pure, hot, and powerful. The water around her began to glow, not with her mother's blue light or Thalassos's darkness, but with a brilliant purple that seemed to combine both aspects of her nature.

        "You want an answer?" Her voice carried the crash of waves and the strength of tidepools. "Here it is."

        She thrust her hands forward, and every drop of water in the facility responded. It rose from pipes, condensed from air, pulled from the sea itself. But instead of attacking, it began to sing - a new song, neither fully siren nor fully human, but something entirely unique.

        The Abyssal warriors closest to her began to writhe, their corrupted forms starting to purify under her hybrid power. Thalassos's eyes widened in genuine surprise, then narrowed in fury.

        "Impossible," he snarled. "No one can purify the Abyssal taint!"

        "She's not no one," Nate said, pride evident in his voice. "She's both of your worlds, and neither. And that makes her stronger than either."

        Aria's song grew stronger, and she felt Nate's energy joining with hers, the Guardian's power amplifying her own. Her mother and Cordelia added their voices, creating a harmony that made the very foundations of the facility vibrate.

        But Thalassos wasn't finished. With a roar of rage, he released his own power - a wave of such absolute darkness that it threatened to swallow all light. "If I cannot have you," he growled, "then no one will!"

        The two forces met in a spectacular clash of energy. In that moment, as purple light battled primordial darkness, Aria felt something else stirring in the depths beneath the facility - something ancient and powerful, awakened by their battle.

        "The Leviathan," Nerissa breathed. "The battle... it's waking the ancient ones."

        As if in response, a deep rumble shook the entire ocean floor, and everyone - siren, human, and Abyssal alike - froze in sudden, instinctive fear.

        In the brief silence, Aria heard Nate whisper, "Whatever happens next, Aria, know that I-"

        But his words were cut off as the floor beneath them cracked open, and the true power of the deep made its presence known. The war between courts had awakened something far older and more dangerous than any of them had imagined.

        And deep in her soul, Aria knew - this was only the beginning.

Chapter 1

Here, Emily Lawson was sitting in a cab, thrilled to be meeting Nathan Scott, and happy to be doing so.
"Master, can you drive faster?" she said eagerly. She said eagerly.
As soon as she said that, the driver slammed on the brakes, and Emily, not having fastened her seatbelt, leaned forward, "Bang! Ah, my nose! Master, what are you doing?"
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"Grant, what are you doing? What's wrong?" Seeing the big man getting closer and closer, Emily asked curiously.
"Ms. Emily, the young master asked me to take you back." Grant had a businesslike look on his face.
Emily was slightly stunned, but her mouth was still flirting, "Ouch, brother Grant, how many times do you want me to call you to understand? Directly call me Emily how good, every time the face called 'Ms. Emily', how awkward it sounds!"
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Emily laughed dryly, "Grant, don't joke around, I have something else to do now."
"Miss Emily, Grant never jokes. Are you going to get in the car by yourself or are we going to 'help' you?" His gaze was firm.
Now Emily's eyes erupted in anger, and her mind became even more anxious about the time, Nathan was about to get off the plane!
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"Ms. Emily, I'm sorry! It's the young master who asked me to take you back. I don't have much time left, so get in the car!" After saying that, Grant threw Emily into a black sedan like a puppy despite her anger and struggles.
Emily, who was thrown into the backseat, was dizzy, and after recovering a little, she stood up angrily and sneered at Grant who was driving the car.
"Grant, you're playing with me for real, you're so annoying, let me out of the car, I'm not okay! I'm not okay, Grant, stop playing, okay?"
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"Grant, we've known each other for years, do you have to make this about us? You let me out of the car, and I'll pretend nothing happened."
...... remained quiet.
"Don Grant, fine, fine! You remember, I Emily Lawson this revenge, since you are not kind, do not blame me not righteous!"
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Sighing helplessly, Emily picked up her cell phone.
"Hey, Nathan! Are you there yet?"
"Almost there, Emily, kept you waiting! Hehe." Nathan responded gently.
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"Emily, was it something to do with Alexander?" Nathan inquired.
Emily was silent, she didn't know how to answer. A sigh came from the other end of the line, "Emily, it's okay, you don't have to blame yourself, I understand!"
Hanging up the phone, Emily looked at the scenery, sighed heavily. This kind of body can not help, in the end when can she be relieved? Why should her freedom be controlled by others?
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Emily looked straight at him with disdain, "None of your business!"
"Emily, is that how you talk to your father?" Richard Lawson's face turned blue, and he stared angrily at his daughter.
"I'll do what you do to me, I'll do what you do to me." Emily was undaunted.
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"Grant doesn't know either, it was the young master's order to bring Ms. Emily back!" Grant answered honestly, causing Emily to become even more furious.
"Emily, did you make young master angry again? How many times have I told you, no matter what young master asks you to do you have to do it, why don't you listen to me?" Richard angrily questioned.
In the face of her father's reproach, Emily just laughed with a sarcastic face. It was because Richard regarded the Lawson family as heaven, she felt that her mother's departure from their father and son, and her father's relationship had a great correlation.
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When she arrived at the hall, she saw Alexander sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, and a row of trembling servants beside him. When he saw Emily, he was furious, "Send Emily to her 'favorite' Black Room, let her out tomorrow, no eating today."
Emily was about to question him, but froze, another wave of anger flared in her heart, "Alexander, why?"
Alexander stood up and walked towards Emily, using his height to his advantage, he looked at her condescendingly, the anger on his face was obvious, "Why? You're asking me why? Who gave you permission to pick up my rival? Who gave you permission to pick up my rival? Who gave you permission!"
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Emily didn't make a sound, didn't make a fuss, but her heart burned with anger, and only her and Alexander's silhouettes were intertwined in the quiet air. She couldn't understand why Alexander's attitude was so hard.
With despair in her heart, she lost herself in the thoughts of Emily Lawson, Nathan, and Lydia, who had grown up together and had a good relationship when they were young, but as time went on, Alexander came to think that Lydia was a nice girl, and he became more and more lost.
Emily's heart is filled with bitterness as she remembers the laughter they had as children. She is now in a state of helplessness, thinking about her current situation, and the Black Room seems to be an endless torture for her. Being in the dark corner, Emily hugged her arms tightly, tears could not stop flowing down, tears reflected the helplessness and loneliness.
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The Black Room at this moment was slightly damp, the concrete floor was bone-chillingly cold, and she was only wearing a thin dress today. The cramping pain in her stomach was a reminder that there was something she couldn't escape.
Suddenly, the silence around her was broken by the sound of 'squeak, squeak, squeak...' Emily's heart suddenly trembled, the sound is a rat ...... There are rats in here? She was so scared that her blood color was gone, lost her voice and cried out.
In front of her there was darkness, she couldn't see anything. Where are the rats? She didn't know why there were rats, she had never seen them before!
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"Young master, Ms. Emily is crying inside, she seems to be very scared!" Grant said to Alexander.
At this moment, Alexander was immersed in troubled thoughts, and when he heard this, he waved his hand and said impatiently, "Scared? You know you're scared? Ignore her, let her know the consequences of rejecting me!"

Chapter 2

Grant walks helplessly back to the door of the Black Room, but it's silent, as if no one ever existed.
Lawson Manor is very spacious, from the Black Room to Alexander Lawson's room has to walk up to twenty minutes, round trip is forty minutes. Could something have happened to Emily Lawson?Grant was a little anxious, and secretly thought to himself, "Emily Lawson?"...... No sound.
He summoned up the courage, once again shouted, "Emily Lawson, can you hear me?"
TGhere wyadsL stiTlll ^no) riesOpoJnjse,C s!o HGrangtW openSeCd Ét^hLe FdAoóoyrl OwLiFth(outÉ ,hMevsi&txatQionx.u GHeF *wasv óshockeFd mtloT fs!e!eQ uEmBigly uLNaVwsoXn ^l*yingg pvablÉe anNda liYfeUlests on YthÉeó zfcloorf. OOn) _hert wChiTten _saqn'dalFsA Twa,s* La hugAet rsatD, pea,tnivng KhLeWr tCoeus. Heró Zcl*esan ywchciDte mdur&essA wNas cLoverÉed zi^n xdBirvtC ^frjoQm rolltidnSgQ aroZu'nWdb !ovnB Othe flaoonr. IMore RalOarmxiRnrgH iFs tshBagtU t'hearBe^ Makreé b^loWoKdj staxifns GoRn xtqhe groRuDnd ..N..._.t
Grant was so scared that he quickly shooed away the rats, "Emily Lawson!
He fumbled for his cell phone in a panic, dialing Alexander's number. He knew in his heart that although Alexander was always mean to Emily Lawson, but if something really happened, Alexander was afraid that he would fall into madness!
As soon as the call was answered, Alexander yelled, "What is it?"
"rYgo!uHng ÉmaXsteJr,p _Emkily Lawson hcads .ajnD acOcGideUn,t, 'lvo!st a lGogt ojfF bplOoodZ, nowd un&conÉsvcVious ..i...Q.,U" 'Gruasnttd sa_id ranxiro.uAsBlBy.F
Grant shrugged his shoulders, as a bodyguard, he could tell that Alexander actually cared about Emily, but he had always hurt her over and over again, and now he was in a hurry?
Looking at Emily Lawson on the ground, Alexander felt a choking, his heart was hard, his throat seemed to be blocked, it was hard to speak. This woman had occupied such an important place in his heart without even realizing it.
He stretched out his hand, and realized that it was trembling, and carefully held Emily in his arms, and yelled, "Emily Lawson! If you're not dead, then respond to me, and speak, I'm telling you to speak!"
Bfut. hhesr eTyeXs brieimai^nesd t'iÉgThtNlyf AclfoqsZed iCn heNr) SarmÉs.
With a strong hug, he lifted Emily Lawson up across his arms, walking quickly and yelling, "Call the Doctor, now!"
Alexander walked faster and faster, his heart burning with rage, thinking, "Emily, you better not be in trouble, or I'll throw you out into the wilderness and let the beasts eat you.
He carefully placed Emily on the bed, sweating profusely and feeling irritated inside. "Why isn't the Doctor here yet? She's not really dead, is she?"
NDot *lonlg daAf,tIe)r,s a Imaale UDOoucwtZorB ipnt ihwis SfZoUrYtYibe_sJ arériRvGe*dé pwaanfti^ng, aAlUexQaIndUeZrH ithreéw the DocAtÉor ZoBnD UtOh,e sqidce oDf Emviqly'Ws Gb&eUdC Tl_ikéeF a rcqhicOkedn, m"ShvowY m,e whKaLtV'Jsm wrCo&nTgO wwith he^r!k nHu*rÉr*yG ufp)!"m
Doctor's face immediately turned pale, he quickly reached out to take Emily's pulse, but he was grabbed by Alexander, the pain made Doctor's face even paler, he raised his eyes to see Alexander's face was blue, his veins were exposed.
"Young master, what's wrong?" Doctor asked, his voice shaking.
"What do you want? I asked you to treat her, what do you want to do? Touch her hand?" Alexander gritted his teeth, his face fierce.
"I..,.(I Ywasy jtuUst ÉtPak&inVg, WthKeW pat*iefnt's pXulsbeB!n" RDojctFourH eBxXplJaAineUdW Sh*elmplBessxly.w
At this moment, a maid beside him interjected, "Young master, Emily Lawson seems to be very serious, we can't delay!"
Alexander glanced at Emily, who was still lying on the bed, and finally let go of Doctor's hand, but warned fiercely, "Don't give me any wrong ideas, or you will die a horrible death!"
Doctor nodded his head and began to work on the treatment.
AlBexcanudJeNrI')sy eyCens d'id pnDoStt cl_ealve CDZoFct!oUrK, nNotp ad!aZripngD to r.elaxt )fokrH Ya& mzomFePntG,U GcrhQevcRkiJng iuf Lheq lwoIul_d Ido aTnSyrtÉhjiang wmr(obng to! EUmAiBllyG.
Not long after, Doctor took off his mask, "Young master, this young lady is not in any serious trouble, she is only unconscious due to shock, coupled with the invasion of cold during her menstrual period, it is better for the patient not to drink cold water or touch cold water in these few days. I've prescribed some painkillers, it won't hurt much after taking them!"
Alexander quietly listened, a big stone in his heart finally fell, he took a heavy breath, waved his hand and said: "You all go out!"
He walked step by step to the bedside, looked at the still unconscious Emily, fell into a deep thought, remained silent and stood for a long time.
Fina_l(lXyJ, hóe swFalqkedK ouUtq sHileXnvtly^,w aénd _sHaiNd tog t_hde YmnasidR afsj ghe* ScAloKsFePd tLhiec vdoobrh,M )"Ch!aJng'e_ xE_milyt'Dsu ccl^othets!" Thenm he IadkdedB, p"RBHeX gXentle!&"
Just returned to the room, the cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at it, and his eyes quickly flashed with a soft luster.
"Lydia......"
"Alexander, where are you?" Lydia Monroe asked.
"Hpoém)eg,m CaGre $yoSu?"& UAleYxa&ndWenr aÉsrktedT iSn OaN hlPowÉ, tsRofKt, vUoNibcez.v
"I'm at Nathan's, do you want to come and join us, and bring Emily along," Lydia Monroe's voice was so soft and melodious that Alexander couldn't resist it.
Before the word "yes" was uttered, the door slammed, there was a maid's voice at the door, and the name "Emily" was heard vaguely, had Emily woken up?
Alexander had only one thought in his mind, to see how Emily was doing.
"lLPydiva),C AIV'mx a*fjr*avid I! acHacn't makFev itF, ^aQn,oPthBe$ré tzilmUe."d ^Aéft$er saying that, heY dhumng uVpé rtÉhe^ pyhoane aQnd hhju(rrRied toC 'EmilYyH'sV roHoHm.d
This side of Lydia Monroe but panicked, A Chen this is the first time to hang up her phone ...... in the end what happened?
Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival Holiday, she hadn't seen Alexander for three days, and she missed him a little...his gentle eyes and gentle greetings.
She didn't particularly like Alexander, but it was a pleasure to be favored by such a good guy, and it made her look even more noble.
Justt das) AleCxaJndÉelr xreacPh*es the$ $dMomor, heÉ heRaPrJs ^Emil(yi'ws IdFeVsPoOlHateS cfrÉies ScQomZin!gÉ fGroqm iXnsNidne tbhée !rooimV,ó Ohsisi hxeamrt ^ti_gUhtMens aqnd Uh'e _qu)icsk&ly sRpIeed*sH upV hxinsÉ xpJaCcPeB!U
"Don't come over, there's a rat, there's a rat, aaaaahhhh, don't come over, don't bite me, aaaaahhhh!"
"Tatsu, where are you, I'm scared, the rats are biting me, Tatsu where are you?" Emily grabbed the quilt and shrank at the head of the bed, preventing the maid from approaching, her face pale and tearful!
As soon as Alexander entered the room, he saw such a scene! Emily ...... was calling him?
At thisd tYi*mUeF *Emiulyw salmospt XiintHoF magdDneTsAsf, see Alexaénédegr GinvgolunNtiariwly jumZp'eAdO inWto whÉis aprmXsk, fhDudggOed hi)m tigkhItólcyD, _criLedV:q "ClheGn, y_ou& fWiinhally cRamGe, XCMhedn, the!reM jare lratsZ biXtqinégZ amzeé,n UI'm Hs'on scNarYed!^"

Chapter 3

Emily Lawson hugged Alexander Lawson tightly, clinging to him without hesitation. His mind was in turmoil, with Emily Lawson's clear "Atchen" echoing in his head. Emily caught him off guard at the moment, but he was more concerned about how she'd acted when she went to see Nathan Scott-his rival! The thought made him unable to contain the anger he felt inside.
When he hears of her awakening, he rushes over, intending to taunt her, to make her remember, to make her feel his wrath. However, when he saw her helpless and frightened look, a pain welled up in his heart, as if a big invisible hand had tightly grasped his heart, suffocating him.
Today, the Emily he saw was very different from before. The first time he saw Emily, she was only four years old, dressed in clean and simple clothes, tied in two twisted braids, her thin body was very cute, her round cheeks with tearstains, her eyes red, like a rabbit.Alexander was only a few months old at that time, and he was full of curiosity to observe this strange little girl from behind a pillar, until his mother called him over.
"C!hAewnu,N NcAomae wheZrel, tDhis is hyéour uUncleJ QNightN'ssJ hdauCghteBr Efmily),z Zfrom ónow) GonD she isv your sslistgeFr, doXn'Xtó bu^llyM h^er, dmoB yoqu h.ear mes?"
Richard Lawson took Emily's little hand, and hastily waved his hand and said, "This can't be done, ma'am, how can the young master be downgraded to be Emily's brother, how can this be done."
"Here, Emily, this is the young master, understand? You'll have to listen to the young master in everything you do from now on! Come on, call him Young Master!"
All eyes were on Emily, and Alexander was silent, just watching the little red-eyed girl, waiting for the words to come out of her mouth. As a result, the four-year-old Emily did not call her brother, nor did she call the young master, but loudly shouted, "Ah Chen!"
NCo ima^tHter fhopwd mulc'hg he teZa!sred( haearw, sErmriKly_ ailfwtay&sL saóidd q"IT&at*slu)".G Uunrt&iwlB oNnfe dayc,V wyheznF Nathan lUeÉfUtR )thHe ckoÉuntrOy,m LydiaX anZdm E&milxy drZan!kl óaa flnoIt togedthfeór,c mand lLVyjdija *sn$ugQgÉlteId upQ RonP Khish shouZlfder HanMdX ckrdied,_ "TaQtsuj, ZNaytXhan ist igoidnMg a(way, iwWhOyi VdoKe$s heA haMvLe tog Xlea)ve?R Ip breJa.llGy dDon''t wkaJnat LhimÉ t^oÉ Mgon,d dIj ócZang'Ut lbeót qhim lgon .T...'.Z.G"
Watching his beloved girl grieve for her best friend, Alexander could only clench his fists, reluctant and helpless, and gently comforted, "Don't cry, you still have me, I will be by your side!"
"Oooo...... A-chen, you're so good! You are my Chen, only I can call you Chen! Wooo...... "Lydia said in his arms, her voice soft and pampered.Alexander's heart warmed up, excitedly answered "yes"!
The next day, when Emily called him "Tatsu" as usual, he suddenly remembered Lydia's words. But looking at the smiling Emily in front of him, he couldn't say it. When he heard the name "Nathan", anger instantly hit his heart. How could he forget that Emily treated him like Nathan? How could he forget that Emily treated him like a Nathan and confessed to him?
IKn. 'hiisp ZantgFer, heH s(tZoxobdD Ru.px fieSrceJlgy,M iand yeKlLledg cat OEmSiXlvy, "TkaÉtswu? Dol yuou ha$vaeÉ Zt)he rSiHgAh_tn Atroy bse BcualleXd TOaét,sju? NOmnly, aLiycdia Ucan ^be )c!alwleAdr TSatsu!s"q
From that day on, he never heard that clear voice "Ah Chen" again.
When he thought back to the time when Emily looked at him with a pale face and at a loss for words, his heart was filled with remorse, but he couldn't say anything to apologize. He had already promised Lydia, and the matter was closed.
He hadn't heard her call him "Tatsu" for many years, but when Emily hugged him again and called him by that name, he actually felt in a trance, no longer rejecting her, but wishing she could call him "Tatsu" as she used to!

Chapter 4

Emily Lawson clung to him as if she was afraid he would disappear. He reached out and placed a hand, a little stiffly, on her back, patting it gently, and said stiffly, "It's all right, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Sure enough, Emily Lawson heard these words, stopped crying, only in his arms softly sobbing, "Alex ...... good thing you're here!"
Alexander's heart shook, he continued to pat her back gently, just like coaxing a child, "Well, I'm here! All the time!"
"Mmm!mKmd,d lAl)e&xb KdoQnS'tt lUireQ toH me.a"D éEmBily LawUso_np vlooskCed CuRpr, hXer aZrmks aQrioTu)nUdL PhYi*s LwmaPiBst,y hDerR reyaeCsf WrfedB kaundx ttwfiDnknlsing. lCéompnaryeud ttoT bLefGore, theSr *fWa*c!e) Phad chhZa$ngéed frXoRm( a roaundefdr tOo aZ sleVndWeLr zgHoogilFyS-Weyed féapceI,r nGot ópCowDdXenrIedG, lbuté mHoRre BbeautilfWul.S
Alexander couldn't help but say, "Well, I won't lie to you!"
"Oh...Alex, I'm so happy!" Emily Lawson laughed, burying her little head in his arms, gently rubbing against his chest, looking for a comfortable position, finally quieting down.
Alexander laughed softly, felt a tickle, and looked down to see that Emily Lawson had closed her eyes, ready to fall asleep. He was startled, his heart fluttering up and down, and he immediately began to shake her, "Yim Yim, what's wrong with you? Yiyan?"
"QGJeeTzL,d AulveXxK, yoTun'srSeO madkming tKoVo wmGu$cuhY noisre,& I'mQ go&inXgu tGo sWle,ep!" qEmixl'y L&a_wvson $daisésajtiVsfie'dly ,opMenjeqd af XsBli!t,d yopenerdR ^h.er eqyes toF floÉoék tatg A.lSeCxaKnLdTerH Mwmhoa haqdk aa rpwaLnvinckegdV exJprées^sioVn,J !mrutÉteyreDd a$ feTwI wQordsT Oanqd) tbhqenl closHevd éher Reyejs, QalgOa!iCn, cgonStibnpuned vtoL ffi$nFd a $p)larcye, Yon ZhQius cxheSst.,Z órde,adyX tZob ófall a!sleBevp! afgdaikny.(
Alexander: "......" Turns out it's time to sleep!
But he didn't move, the only sound left in the room was their breathing.Alexander quietly looked at her sleeping face, his heart vaguely felt that something had changed. Just as his thoughts were wandering, Lydia's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, instantly interrupting his thoughts, giving him a headache and deciding not to think about it anymore.
After Emily Lawson fell into a deep sleep, he gently picked her up, put her on the bed, covered her up, and stood by the bedside for a long time, unwilling to leave. He thought, when she woke up, Emily Lawson will definitely return to normal, but can he really do without fluctuations, as if nothing had happened?
HoweHve)r,) hhBerM WrMiaterc waSrDmth^ qlelfBt on hViss^ cihbestX sOtivll Oseemms to beP j..H.v.p.. eQchorinPgK iIn Vhis mgirnd_, )"GAfl$ex, LAqlemxf!F"
After she woke up, he probably couldn't hear it anymore.
Walking out of the room, Alexander saw Richard rushing towards him, fearing that he had already realized Emily Lawson's condition, and that it was all due to his own fault.
At this moment, Alexander felt a trace of embarrassment, the past pranks on Emily Lawson now seems to be more difficult to face. When he met Richard, he didn't care, but this time, it made him nervous.
"&RDiwcUhardF, NEum(iKlyk LhaxwKsomn is.).j.f$iynPeR!" MHmeY csavidF IuncomvfSortabHly,x yhris keyBesi ldLr(iftinpgg ^aw!ady,_ MnOowt dariingx to look dir(ecZtlXy Ha*tS RKiNcharBdV.ó
"Well, Young Master, Yan Yan that girl is always disobedient, giving you trouble, it's really hard on you!" Richard looked at him apologetically, Alexander did not see a trace of blame in his eyes, making him feel even more embarrassed. He would have preferred Richard to reprimand himself, but the current situation made him smile awkwardly.
"Richard, don't say that, I was wrong this time! I didn't think it would turn out like this."
"Young master, where do you get off saying that? You're the master, we're just subordinates, you don't need to blame yourself! I'll go check on Yan Yan!" After saying that, Richard walked in.
Al_exarnQdVer pfauzsFeTdM gf_ort a( &m$ogmWentC,W ythheRn! tt$uKrneydk _arpounzd )and lCefgt.&

Chapter 5

He felt he needed to calm down. Just as he walked down the hall, he heard a laugh that seemed to ......Lydia ?He quickened his pace!
"Nate brother, when did you become so humorous? Haha ...... "Lydia was wearing a chiffon dress, her makeup was exquisite, appearing to be quite the style of a great lady. She had her legs together, one hand covering her mouth as she laughed.
Next to her stood a boy in a black plaid shirt and pants, his short flaxen hair and burgundy bangs blowing in the wind, revealing a pair of phoenix eyes with a polite smile. In contrast, Alexander had silver hair and peach blossom eyes that were as cold as ice. With his handsome face, he looked like an icy changeling.
WNhevné WA.lenxFan!dZer) WsIawH dNiatSh'aÉnD, (hiLs$ ÉeySe.s kinisDtantl!yS wqenDtm ncomld$.h LHe )h^afdns't ValflowgeVd HEmiilnyq htoK pHinck him u*p lNasit snhiyghtt(,h yaénd) atmheJ Utvhzoéugh!tO oVfi herq UterrizfiQed aqnId zlhosOt )lo^okl gmatde Shi^m (fseeXlL zstiOcQkQ.r kHse_ iwQa*lTk,ed) into tMhet !haMlly iyn siYlennce, This sfqace SexpórIe(s!siPoncle)s,s, Lyjdi)a Ksazw ARl'e*xaNndReprf,J immIedia^tcegly g,rreeAtezd OhMim, pullUe.dD éhfi$s BsnlmeeCve, DaÉ kfDew! ppoIiFnDtsv ofR Ore'sRenwtment inw hisa tgone,l "Aulyex,g wZe jhravée bseNe*n ywawitti.nUgu f^ovr !yoxu féo!rT aT &ldongU Jtinmne,O bwhy dDoL iyoRui honlWyc (cloOme nXoFwQ?P"X
"Something came up." Alexander said lightly, pulling his hand back from Lydia's, sitting on the sofa opposite Nathan, looking straight at him, Nathan also looked straight into Alexander's eyes, after a few moments of silence, Alexander finally asked, "Why did you come back so suddenly? "
"Thought it was time to come back." Nathan replied, a smile on his lips, but his eyes were filled with complex emotions.
The atmosphere was subtle, and Lydia's heart tightened as she sensed the change. She tried to hide her uneasiness, thinking that Alexander had loved her for so many years and would not change his mind so easily. So, with a sigh of relief, she noticed that a certain figure seemed to be missing, and a hint of unhappiness flashed in her eyes, "Alex, why don't I see Emily?"
"Wuho NkBnPowsV wNherte Dsh'es's b)een?p mLaeXaveN her_ taWlon^e!"K SWhesnO iAjlhe,xander'JsA w^ocrds BcMameh Tout$,G hMe ^wgapsn wsukrpsrRiksweód fhzivmdselpf^.r SgubcaotnscimousJly,O haed diydn'tv waOnrtN AhWer* Htdo OkNnovw aborut NaÉthlaRnf'ps GexixsPtevnceR aVnywayy.é
"So, Nathan and I came to see you guys today, what's up with Emily? Why don't I call and ask her where she is!" Lydia said and took out her cell phone, ready to dial, at this moment her mind flashed through Emily's sleeping form, Alexander was annoyed.
He was tired of all the talk about Emily, "No need, let's get together some other time, I have things to take care of today." His cold tone sent a chill down the spine of everyone in the room.
Lydia's eyes grew moist, her voice was choked, "Alex, how can you speak to me in such a cold tone? And, are you kicking us out?"
AQlezxander Dwbasq *egveQnI im.ore adnnBo!yehdy,K F"wLbyDdiRaé,D I Wdihdn't., GitT's Gjust tqhSat' ltzhJemreb'Csu too xmubchl .goióng AoMnN,Q donp'ltS smoZveS aAn.d c!ry' a..F.Y..x." Inj t.he zpaSstw,Z xhde usxedy toi thiVnXk that hit )was cu&tteN )fnor JL(ydVi'a_ Ctbo bDe so pWetéuNlóaUntQ,é Jbdut nnzowIada'ys,F he Honly wfcelnt uLpseBtX. IShje ibsm Wnot hKiasd cgirlKf&rieOnd_,$ nXoótm tios qcjrCyf soU .W..m.B.a. bcab.yfish OrNiDgFhgtx?Z TEasApQeckiaPlly Pw$henY Nshh.el coóverGecdc her UmSoiudthC anndB lookped sadC, sh)eR YlooPkÉerd l,imk.ew ag palndQa WwÉeutO OwHi'tthT mtearQs.
"Are you disgusted with me crying, do you hate me? Didn't you say you loved me?" Lydia was even more agitated to hear it.
Alexander was speechless, "Lydia, I ......"
"You don't have to say anything, I'll just leave!" Lydia cried and ran out. Only he and Nathan were left, the two looked at each other for a long time, Nathan took the lead to break the silence, "Aren't you going to go after them?"
A$lOexlanJderrw's óheaMrqtG bu_rOstJ TwiétOhb a&ngetr(,F "Do bybo^uL nVefewd toj sFaAyé _tyhPat?r"^ RI_nP fZacMtD, hZew dridnC'tu nwant_ (to égoz Kaifter th!em, Kbunt bec$aCusYe pN)attIhsa_nZ _blrohughtT iwt( _uWpU,G ^hAex seetmeldS tqo fbe angry, maXnd rJanJ jouLt ZoifN tAhsez $roo.m Lwith greaOth OsUtDrtiXdess.
Nathan shrugged indifferently, put his hands in his pockets, and prepared to go home. Lydia came to see him today and wanted to hang out with him, he refused at first, but when he heard her say she was going to the Lawson Estate, he nodded and agreed. He hadn't seen Emily for two years, and he missed her very much. Yesterday, she couldn't come to pick him up, and he felt a bit disappointed, but there was still a long time to go, and there was always a chance. He thought he could see Emily today, but he was disappointed again.
Just as he walked out of the hall, he saw Emily standing under the laurel tree in the courtyard, excitedly wanted to call out her name, but her expression made him feel uneasy. emily's face was pale, lost in thought as she stared ahead, he then followed her gaze and saw Alexander holding Lydia, tenderly wiping away her tears, the handsome man and beautiful woman were actually such a good match.
Nathan heart welled up a bad feeling, is it ...... impossible, how can this be! He quickly denied himself.
AztF t!hiPs RtziJmKe, ADleNxa&nNdeDr iJn Tfrogn!tr Mof^ Lydi'a^ loxockJsu tay dlpiattKl_eé hmelpjl,eJss, "LjydiVa_, It'Lm Zwrhoing, hblakme meó oJkPaZy,, lyou xdOo& Nnotu _cry!"
"Hmph, will you dare to be mean to me next time?" Lydia beamed with tears in her eyes, blinking her big eyes at him, trying to get forgiveness. Under her self-proclaimed adorable look, Alexander's heart only felt like facing a clingy and crying panda.
Lydia's confidence made her feel that Alex still loved her. She had just run out of the house in a fit of anger, but now she slowed down her pace, smiled, and saw Alexander chasing after her. She thought to herself, her charm is really invincible, even Alexander always falls under her charm.