Chapter 321 Fireworks Show
However, the figure wasn't Emma—it was Mia.
"George," Mia's voice was icy. "This is your last warning. Leave Emma alone."
George was momentarily stunned, then frowned. "Mia? What are you talking about?"
"I mean, get lost." Mia's voice had an edge of anger as she moved closer to him.
George took a step back, a flash of caution in his eyes.
"You have no right to interfere in our business."
"No right?" Mia let out a cold laugh and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, a group of bodyguards emerged from the shadows, surrounding George.
George asked guardedly, "What kind of tricks are you playing?"
"Nothing much, just making sure you take me seriously." Mia stepped closer, her gaze sharp as she stared at him. "You keep hurting her, always using love as an excuse to win her back. Today, it stops."
George's face darkened instantly.
The bodyguards stepped forward. George tried to resist but was quickly overpowered. His arms were twisted behind him, and he was forced to the ground. The first punch landed, and blood immediately splattered across his face.
A punch to his jaw sent his head snapping to the side, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Stop!" Mia's voice held a hint of manic pleasure as she looked down at George. "Promise me you won't bother Emma again, and I'll let you go."
George wanted to laugh, but the movement caused a wave of pain. He gasped for breath and managed to say, "Not a chance."
Mia said, "Still so stubborn?"
"Emma is my wife. I love her. I'll never let go," George said haltingly, his voice weak but his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
Mia laughed. "Make him feel the pain!"
The bodyguards seemed spurred on by her words, their blows becoming more vicious. George's entire body was battered from their rage. His clothes were soon soaked with blood, his face a mess of bruises and wounds.
"Enough!" A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone stopped and looked up to see Emma standing not far away.
"Mia, stop." Emma's voice carried a note of resignation.
Mia turned, puzzled. "Why? Are you still protecting him?"
Emma shook her head and walked over to George. She looked at his injuries, her expression controlled.
"Stop this," she said softly. "Neither you nor Mia should solve problems this way."
George lifted his head, blood trailing down his cheek, but a bitter smile tugged at his lips.
"Emma, you're still speaking up for me. You still love me. Don't deny it." George spoke too quickly, causing blood to fill his lungs, and he coughed painfully.
Emma closed her eyes, refusing to witness George's pitiful state any longer.
"I'm not doing this for you, but for Mia. Your blood is too filthy; I don't want it to stain Mia's hands."
George's coughing gradually ceased, a flicker of pain in his eyes.
"Mia, let's go." Emma turned, her steps firm.
Mia disappointed she couldn't finish George off, but eventually nodded and followed Emma.
The night wind blew, the river's reflection shimmering in the water. George stood there, watching Emma's retreating figure, his eyes filled with longing and regret.
"Emma," he murmured, "stop lying to yourself. You and I both know you still love me. You don't believe me? I'll prove it."
As night fell, the city's lights began to twinkle, but no one could have predicted how special this night would be. George had spent a fortune renting the city's widest riverfront, hiring the world's top fireworks designers to plan an unprecedented fireworks display.
When the first firework burst in the sky, the gathered crowd held their breath.
The first firework bloomed into a giant rose, red and gold lights intertwining, like a flower of love blossoming in the sky. Soon after, more fireworks lit up the darkness with a riot of colors, each explosion a note in a beautiful visual symphony.
The crowd erupted in awe, everyone mesmerized by the spectacular show. Couples holding hands, families with children, and even those alone were all captivated by the beauty.
As the fireworks reached their peak, a large screen on the river suddenly lit up, displaying a video. George's voice echoed through the city's speakers.
"Darling, I've never forgotten the promises you made to me, never forgotten the sparkle in your eyes. You are my one and only, the most important person in my life. No matter what choices you make, I want you to know, my love for you has never changed."
The screen showed moments from their past: their wedding, their time together, and the family photo that had been splashed across the media. Each image clearly displayed the happiness they once shared.
"I know I've hurt you and betrayed your trust," George's voice carried a hint of regret. "But I hope you'll give me a chance to earn your trust again, to protect you once more."
Finally, huge letters appeared on the screen: [Isabella, I love you.]
Fireworks continued to bloom in the night sky, but everyone's attention was on this public declaration of love. Passersby, the press, and netizens were all deeply moved by this romantic gesture.
"Oh my God! This is so romantic!" a young girl exclaimed, her eyes shining with envy.
"George is so thoughtful! Isabella is the luckiest woman in the world!" another girl agreed.
Social media buzzed with excitement, hashtags like #George Public Declaration and #Emma quickly trending. Countless people left comments, expressing their support and blessings for the couple.
However, amidst the excitement, Emma stood by the window of her villa, watching the dazzling fireworks, her fingers unconsciously tracing the windowsill, her heart feeling void.
The fireworks continued to light up the night sky, but her heart felt like it was being squeezed painfully.
Mia walked up beside her, her eyes filled with anger.
"What the hell is he trying to do? Is he crazy? Does he think this will make you change your mind? Does he think a fireworks show can make up for the hurt he's caused you?"
Emma shook her head. "He's just too persistent. He doesn't understand that this kind of display only makes me feel worse."
Emma's phone buzzed with a text message: [Emma, for Lucas's sake, give me one more chance, please?]
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