He was wearing a silver ring on his finger . " It's just something I wear for fun . No need to make a big deal out of it . " His tone was casual , almost dismissive , but he didn't take the ring off . Emma let out a quiet laugh and said nothing more . She remembered , clear as day , the time he'd slipped off his wedding band and declared , " Business meetings at the firm - wearing a ring just doesn't look professional . " As if there's a single deal in this world that's ever fallen through because someone wore their wedding ring . Of course , she'd always known the truth . Back then , she hadn't yet been battered by the reality of marriage - still clinging to her illusions . Maybe the whole " ring " incident had left him feeling guilty , because now his tone softened , losing the edge it had earlier . " I'm doing this for your own good , Emma . I honestly believe there isn't another man out there who'd treat you the way I do . I'm not perfect - far from it . I have my flaws . But when it comes to you , I'm sincere . No games , no secrets . If you wanted , I could put your name on every account and property I own . You can't say that about other people , can you ? Who knows what their intentions are ? " " She's in your house , and I'm in your heart . " Theodore's words inevitably brought up that " classic line " again , the one that stung every time . Emma didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her reaction , so she put on her headphones , ending the conversation . Seeing this , Theodore hesitated , started to speak , then fell silent and focused on driving . Emma didn't play any music . She didn't know why , but when emotions were running high , even the simplest song could pull her under , drowning her in memories and sorrow . Sometimes a random melody was all it took to make her cry . So she just scrolled through her phone to distract herself . Even though she'd already set her feed to block all of Cecilia's posts , somehow , one 1/2 11:55 Chapter 50 still popped up . Two hands - fingers interlaced . Both wore rings on their fourth fingers . The man's was a plain silver band ; on Cecilia's hand sparkled a massive diamond . The caption read : " You give me a silver ring , I give you a diamond - such a ' trade ' seems almost too good to be true , doesn't it ? " Then , in parentheses : ( Almost thirty and still afraid of taking bitter medicine . Your sweet words are the best sugar . ) This time , unlike the last post where Cecilia sat in a supermarket cart , the comments were all envy and admiration . Emma had no idea what illness Cecilia had . She only remembered that back when she herself was hurt - hurting so badly she thought she might die - the only one who'd comforted her was her grandmother . He would come visit , sure , but every visit felt like he was serving time . The car rolled up to a red light at the intersection . Theodore stopped , glancing over at Emma , who sat silently , her phone screen in full view . " What are you looking at ? " His brow furrowed as he reached for her phone . Emma quickly pulled her phone out of sight . " Nothing . I was just thinking - didn't you say just now that you'd put everything in my name ? " Emma took off her headphones . " So , does that mean the money you spent on that diamond is mine too? " Theodore's eyes flashed with anger . " Emma , I always thought you were reasonable . I can't believe you're being so petty . " So , once again , it was her fault for being " immature . " " Weren't those your words ? ' Everything I own . " She'd only meant it as a joke ; she'd never actually cared about his assets . She hadn't even screenshotted any of Cecilia's dozens of posts - if she were one of those scheming wives , wouldn't she have gathered evidence by now , ready to fight him in court for every last penny ? " Emma . " The light turned green . As he drove off , his voice was sharp again . " It's fine to be jealous , but don't take it too far . " 2/2 11:55