Sexy Bodyguard Jack
The Most Beautiful Full

Oh my God, why am I crying? Don't be like this, Emilia. Don'tdon't.

A heavy breath escaped James' lips. He's nodding. I understand he's hurt. After a long time he kept the wound because of his first love. And now when she falls in love again, she loves the wrong person, at the wrong time.

I hope you didn't take the wrong step. I don't want you back to being overrun by hatred. "We can be friends. Hmm?"

"Friends are bullshit, Emilia. If we're close, I'm afraid I'm getting less and less in control of how I feel about you."

I-i understand. My tears are dripping. Why is it so painful to be in this situation?

"I'll just see you from afar. I will love you and keep this feeling to myself. And even if we were far away, we wouldn't be together, I promise, I'd be someone who would always be there for you. I'll take care of you, like a shadow."

Nnnnope. I must refuse. "No, James. If you keep that feeling, you will never be able to love your wife. That's not true. Please don't...."

"I knew. But, in fact, the presence or absence of this feeling, I still could never love him. As for me, I can't kill my feelings for you either."

There is no point in arguing. James is a tough guy to fall in love with. Let it go, Emilia. Let him with what he wants.

"Rose... Emilia...."

"OKAY. I get it."

"Em, I'll just love you and take care of you from afar. Not more."

I can't answer. I was overwhelmed, feeling sick at the same time. To be loved without other burdens would be very happy. But in my position, this really tormented my feelings.

"Emm.. tomorrow I'll prepare our divorce papers. We'll officially get divorced after signing the letter. Tomorrow I'll ask Justin to take you home."

I don't want to talk about this anymore. I can't stand it....

But the man wiped my tears. Then, she hugged me, she herself cried and shed her tears on my shoulder.

"Please, just be my wife for tonight."

"Just for one night, love me."

"I...."

"Tonight, just accept my love. Just for tonight."

James took his arms off me, he looked at me expectantly.

But I shook my head. "I can't."

"Please...?"

"You don't like women that can be worn together. You're the one-"

"Sst. You never betrayed me. I was wrong for tying you to a forced marriage. Whatever your relationship with Jack is, it won't change your value in my eyes."

Silent. Our gazes met for a split second. Fixated.

"Please, just tonight?"

I nodded: approving and fulfilling my last duty as his wife. Then, with a million flavors raging in his chest, James carried me and carried me through the curtains behind us. A beautifully decorated glass room back there: a beautiful bridal room as beautiful as the bridal room on our wedding night. James dropped me off his carrier and said, "I think I'm going to keep my ego, force you to stay in this marriage. I prepared everything to start a new life with you, with love. But. I lost. It's my last night with you."

"Don't talk about anything else. Would help?"

He nodded, and I realized, James, the man who had always scared me whenever I faced him, that night he cried in front of me. Fragile in helplessness, and immersed in his immense love.

Yeah, that night, for one night only, I let myself be the most beautiful full moon for her. Without regret.

"Tonight I'm yours... My James's...."