Chapter 92. Daughter's Approval

Emerald felt like she had escaped by the skin of her teeth. As she sat back down, her body felt numb, still overwhelmed by the moment.

Emerald could feel his strong, cold wood fragrance clinging to her body, almost like a potent drug that had a grip on her.

If she wasn't rushing to the hospital, she would have taken him home right then and there—pulled the curtains shut, and pushed him onto her bed.

She quickly dismissed the thought. The bed in her apartment wasn't anything special. It had a few issues with the legs, but that didn't matter much if she was alone. If someone else were to join her, though, it might make an awkward "squeaking" sound.

Lost in her wild thoughts, Emerald soon realized they had arrived at the hospital.

She glanced at Alaric from the corner of her eye. She was already his—was she still worried about another woman taking him away?

Once she got him home, wouldn't it be up to her to do whatever she wanted?

She pushed those tho