NCCnovel Chapter 633: Obedient Sister
Chapter 633: Obedient Sister
Villain Ch 633. Obedient Sister
’Right... Why did it suddenly turn like this?’ he pondered, cringing internally. A mere minute ago, he was happily exploring his meticulously arranged room, sharing jokes and laughter with the girls. But now, the vibe was different—tense, as if a storm had unexpectedly rolled in on their sunny celebration.
Before he could decipher the turn of events, there it was—an Emma entrance. With a cake. A beautiful, specially ordered cake that screamed "Welcome brother!" in intricate frosting. It was a thoughtful gesture that should’ve been the star of the show, but something was off. The joyous surprise Emma had planned turned into a complicated scenario, creating a swirling mix of emotions.
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The cake, now sitting on the table, cast its sugary glow across the room, but the attention was hijacked by Emma herself. She clung tightly to Allen, her demeanor an odd blend of grumpiness and protectiveness. Her eyes shot daggers at the girls flanking them on the couch, radiating a vibe that screamed, "Don’t touch my brother!
He’s mine!" Despite the fierce facade, the glistening tears at the corner of her eyes betrayed a different story—an undercurrent of sadness and disappointment, not directed at Allen, but at herself.
Emma had assumed she held the exclusive rights to the surprise party idea, confident in being the sole architect of Allen’s welcome bash. The special cake she’d meticulously ordered was supposed to be the pièce de résistance—a symbol of her love and dedication. However, the unforeseen twist in the plot, the girls having orchestrated their own surprise, left Emma feeling blindsided and crestfallen.
Emma’s protectiveness clashed with the girls’ innocent intentions, creating an unexpected tension. Allen, caught in the crossfire, was torn between wanting to diffuse the situation and understanding the complex emotions at play.
Noticing the two tiny decorations atop the cake—a boy and a girl hand in hand, playing together—Allen’s heart warmed. It was a visual representation of Emma’s desires, a bit on the childish side, but undeniably cute. He recognized the depth of her sentiment and the effort she had put into making the celebration special.
With a heavy heart, Emma finally nodded, releasing her reluctant hold on Allen. A pout lingered on her face, a subtle manifestation of the internal struggle she had just let go.
Allen, keenly aware of the complexities beneath the surface, welcomed the gesture with a reassuring smile, ready to mend the momentarily strained ties and steer the celebration back to its joyful course.
The room witnessed a plot twist that left the girls gaping in shock. Emma succumbed to the gentle touch and words of Allen. Zoe couldn’t believe her eyes; she leaned on Shea, both of them stealing glances.
"Did he just tame Emma?" Zoe whispered, her voice carrying a mixture of disbelief and amazement. The idea of someone taming the spirited Emma seemed like a far-fetched concept, yet here they were, witnessing the unexpected.
Shea, equally taken aback, nodded in agreement. "He is. It’s a miracle," she whispered back, her tone matching the astonishment in Zoe’s voice. Knowing Emma’s strong-willed personality, Shea had anticipated a more prolonged resistance to letting go of Allen. The fact that he managed to diffuse the situation with a touch and a few words felt like a revelation.
But the tender moment didn’t end there. Allen gently lifted Emma’s chin, his fingers grazing her tear-streaked cheeks. He felt the dampness beneath his touch, a silent proof of the emotions she was trying to suppress. With a tender thumb, he wiped away the almost-falling tears, erasing the traces of distress.
"Let’s have some fun with the others, okay?" Allen encouraged, his voice laced with warmth. He wanted to lift Emma’s spirits, to replace the traces of sadness with the joy they had initially intended for the celebration. A genuine smile played on his lips.