Since Harry caught Taylor, who was chatting with Adam by the pool, Taylor felt very guilty. Harry seems angry. Yes, he's definitely angry.

It's been about almost thirty minutes since they sat on the edge of their bed, but not a single word came out of their mouths. Taylor would occasionally glance at her husband, who sat next to her with his hands on his thighs, thinking of something hard. Taylor sighed. It seems like, today she has to give in. Actually Taylor doesn't really want to give in, but she just didn't want to fight with Harry again.

"I'm sorry." Taylor said, breaking the silence between them. Harry turned and looked Taylor closely. Harry shook his head.

"You don't understand–" Taylor lowered her head.

"Yes I know. I never really understood you. And I'm sorry."

Hearing Taylor's languid voice, Harry closed his eyes before opening them again and reached for Taylor in his arms.

Harry hugged his wife tightly and said softly, "For this time, Taylor, listen to me. I don't like seeing you near him. Please understand." Hesitating, Taylor hugged Harry tightly back.

"Forgive me. I love you."

"Yes I know. I love you too, Tay. " Harry let go and put his arm around Taylor. Harry smiled thinly at Taylor, making her smile as well.

A sudden knock on the door came. Harry with heavy legs, rose to his feet. Before stepping in to open the bedroom door, Harry took a moment to kiss Taylor's lips briefly, making Taylor chuckle at what he had done.

When Harry opened the door, the first thing he saw was his mother's face, which looked very tired. Harry raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong, Mum?"

"You're not busy, are you? Can you please accompany Gemma in her room? Lately, she doesn't sleep well. She likes to stay up at night. Therefore, someone must take care of her." Anne explained. Harry nodded in understanding. He understands that his mother must be very tired of watching Gemma 24/7.

"I'll go to Gemma's room later." Harry said as Anne nodded and smiled.

"Thank you, Harry. Convey my apologies to Taylor. " Harry nodded. Anne turned and walked away from Harry and Taylor's room.

Harry returned to the room and shut the door tightly. When Harry turned around, Harry had found Taylor sitting on the bed with Fluffy on her lap. Harry never even noticed the cat's existence.

"I'm fine. You can stay and look after Gemma in her room. Let Fluffy accompany me." Taylor said, with a smile on her lips. Harry smiled back and approached Taylor. Harry got into bed and sat down beside Taylor. His hand stroked the top of Fluffy's head, making the cat squirm and Taylor chuckled.

"You're the best thing that I've ever had. I love you." Harry kissed Taylor on the forehead, long enough before getting out of bed and walking out of the room, carrying a pillow and a blanket along with him.

Before actually leaving the room, Harry smiled at Taylor as he uttered the phrase again, "I love you." He said again before he completely left their room.

Taylor sighed to herself and wondered if Harry ever meant those words.

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Harry steps into Gemma's room, carrying his pillow and blanket. When he first entered the room, Harry found Gemma's sharp gaze directed at him. Harry ignored the stare and immediately threw a pillow and blanket on a long sofa in the room.

"What are you doing in my room?" Gemma asked curtly.

"Mum asked me to accompany you because you've been delirious lately." Harry answered casually, starting to lay down on the sofa. Gemma's eyes are still on her little brother.

"What about Taylor?" Gemma asked, biting her lower lip. Harry paused for a moment. Gemma asked about Taylor? Can this be called a miracle? Because, over the past few months, Gemma rarely spoke about anything. Not even about Taylor.

"Taylor is in the room." Harry tried to normalize his voice, although he was very pleased to hear the question come out  from Gemma's mouth. Gemma lay down again on the bed.

With a blank look, she said, "You should accompany Taylor. She's your wife. I can take care of myself."

Harry smiled thinly and shook his head. "Last time you told me that you could take care of yourself, you ended up in the hospital for a few days. So I won't repeat the same mistake. "

"Harry. . ." Harry raised one eyebrow when Gemma mentioned his name. It's been a long time since Gemma didn't mention the name of her favorite brother.

"Yes?"

"Don't leave Taylor alone. Accompany her." Gemma begged which made Harry frown before shaking his head.

"She'll be fine, Gems. What's important right now, is you. You need me far more than Taylor. Taylor understands all of this. " Gemma shook her head.

"You don't understand how a woman's feelings work. You should spend more time with her than with me." Gemma said. Harry paused for a moment, thinking about Gemma's words.

She was right though. Lately, his time with Taylor has indeed been diminished. The more he spends less time with her, the more he feels like their relationship was falling apart.

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"I don't know what to say, but I'm very grateful that you want to work here in Cheshire and become my personal assistant." Harry said while smiling faintly at the girl sitting in front of him at this time. It was his old best friend, as well as his personal assistant at Styles Enterprise in London. It was none other than Emily Thompson. Emily smiled as she pulled her tanned hair behind her ears.

"It's no big deal. Most of my family also lives here in Cheshire. So I actually felt very happy when you asked me to help you here."

Harry nodded. "Actually, this is my mother's advice. But I guess her advice wasn't too bad at all. For now, I'll tell you on what tasks you have to do."

Harry reached for the folder on his desk and opened the folder. "There are several inboxes for companies. Can you check them one by one and study each email well? If so, mark the emails that are important and immediately forward them to my email address. Understand?" Emily nodded her head quickly.

Harry smiled again. "You have until lunch time. After that, you can have lunch and rest." Harry added. Emily nodded again.

"One more thing, Em. Considering that this office isn't as big like the office back in London, whether you like it or not, you have to work in the same room as me. You can use the guest table and sofa for your work. Will that be okay?" Harry asked as Emily nodded her head.

"Yes, it's fine at all. I can work anywhere." Harry nodded in satisfaction.

"All right, you can start working from now on."

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"Hey!"

Taylor jumped in surprise when she heard the sudden voice. Taylor turned around and found Adam standing near the kitchen door, his hands placed in front of his chest while he was chuckling.

Taylor who was cooking for dinner, rolled her eyes before focusing on what she was cooking.

"You startled me, Adam." Taylor said sarcastically.

Adam stopped his laughter and walked over to Taylor. "I'm sorry. I never thought you'd be that surprised. But at least I captured your surprised face earlier, it was quite funny." Adam chuckled. Taylor gave him a sharp look, Adam stopped chuckling.

"What are you doing, Tay?" Adam asked, glancing at the pot containing various types of vegetables.

"Cooking, of course. What do you think I would be doing in the kitchen?" Taylor retorted as Adam chuckled again. Taylor scoffed and began to re-stir the veggies inside the pot.

"Actually, there are some important things that I wanted to ask you." Adam said as Taylor raised an eyebrow.

"What is it?" Taylor asked curiously. Adam paused for a moment before sighing.

"Okay, I've heard that Harry called Emily yesterday and asked Emily to be his personal assistant. Harry rents out and bought an apartment with tickets to Cheshire for Emily. Did you know about that?"

Taylor seemed surprised to hear Adam's words. Taylor held her breath for a few seconds before saying in a broken tone,

"I. . .don't know anything about that. You-you must be kidding, right? " Adam shook his head.

"I'm not kidding. I heard it very well when Harry called Emily yesterday. It's up to you to believe it or not, but. . ." Adam walked back to the kitchen door.

Adam turned to Taylor, giving her a sympathetic smile as he continued, ". . .I just wanted to warn you about Emily." Taylor raised an eyebrow.

His face looked worried when Adam said the name 'Emily'. Taylor suddenly remembered the memory that happened a few months ago, it was when Emily screamed inside Harry's room about what she and Harry done years ago.

And Taylor could feel her heart drop into her stomach, it was heartbreaking for her because Harry never told her anything about this, about Emily. . .