Emily’s old home was just a tiny house. She had lived there for twenty years, cleaning it herself, and she had never found anything related to her mother. Mr. Satan said, "Maybe we should visit your adoptive father." Emily looked up at him. Mr. Satan hugged her. "Whether it's your mother's belongings or our upcoming marriage, we should let him know." ... At the hospital, it was lunchtime, and the quiet hospital became lively. Emily brought some chicken soup, while Mr. Satan carried a lot of gifts, following behind her as they walked in. William looked much better. Though his movements were still stiff and his speech a bit unclear, he was much improved. Seeing him, Emily couldn't hold back her tears. "How are you feeling? Do you have any discomfort?" Emily sat by the bed, looking at the many needle marks on William's hand with concern. William was her only remaining family in this world. William gave Emily a comforting smile. "Emily, you're here. Don't worry, the doctors here are the best. I'm recovering." "How have you been lately?" he asked, his gaze shifting to Mr. Satan behind her, his eyebrows furrowing. "And who is this?" The hospital bills weren't cheap, and this man had an outstanding demeanor, older than Emily, with a prominent scar on his face. William instinctively became wary. Seeing William's unfriendly look toward Mr. Satan, Emily naturally took Mr. Satan's hand, intertwining their fingers. "Let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Vincent." William was shocked. "Boyfriend?" "Yes. You always told me when I was a child, if I met someone I truly loved, I should bring him to see you. Now I've found him.""He's the one I want to spend my life with," Emily said, looking up at Mr. Satan and smiling firmly. "Don't worry, he's very good to me. When I was struggling to gather money for medical bills, he helped me." Mr. Satan led Emily forward, sincerely calling, "Dad." William didn't respond, just kept observing him. "Emily is the person I want to take care of for life. I will do my best to ensure she isn't harmed. Please trust me with her," Mr. Satan said each word seriously. This was his promise to William and also to himself. After hearing him, William was silent for a while, his gaze darkening. "I'm thirsty. Sir, could you get me a glass of water?" Mr. Satan understood; he probably had something to say to Emily. He agreed and stepped out, leaving the room to them. As soon as Mr. Satan left, William started a barrage of questions at Emily: "How old is that man? What does he do? Who else is in his family?" He could see their affection was real. But that man had an extraordinary demeanor and speech, clearly from a wealthy family. Emily was just a poor girl with a sick father. Even if that man didn't mind, would his family agree to this relationship? Besides, with Nathan's experience, he wasn't keen on Emily marrying into wealth again. He just wanted Emily to find an honest, reliable man to spend her life with. Emily explained the Norman family's situation to William. After she finished explaining Mr. Satan's background, William's doubts deepened. His gaze fixed on Emily's slightly rounded belly, worried. "Is that...?" Noticing William's anxiety, Emily touched her belly, her smile full of warmth. "I'm pregnant, six months along." William's eyes flashed with something. He abruptly sat up, trembling. "Have you forgotten your mother...?" He hadn't finished speaking before clutching his chest, unable to continue. Emily quickly supported him. "I remember everything, but he's different from my father. He'll treat me well." "Your irresponsible father said the same to your mother!" William tried to sit up, his face red with anger. "Emily, no. Listen to me, wealthy men are unreliable. You've already fallen into one pit of fire; I can't watch you fall into another!" Emily frowned but spoke with endless affection when mentioning Mr. Satan. "He's very good to me, and he will take good care of me and our child." William took a deep breath, but the worry in his eyes remained. "You and your mother are both stubborn. Once you've made up your mind, no one can change it." Emily remained silent. She knew Mr. Satan's character well. The room fell silent until William sighed heavily, breaking the awkwardness. "I've heard some things about what happened recently. That famous Mr. Morgan, is he your father? Have you been in contact with him?" At the mention of Logan Morgan, Emily's expression stiffened but quickly returned to normal. She coldly snorted, "You misspoke. That man is not my father." He didn't deserve to be called her father! William's eyes filled with hatred when he spoke of Logan Morgan. "But I heard he married his former lover. They must be living well now!" "He works at my boyfriend's company now..." Emily said with a bitter smile. "After learning about Vincent and me, he often tries to make up for his past neglect." Logan had always refused to acknowledge Emily as his daughter, but now his conscience suddenly woke up? Who would believe that! He just wanted to use Mr. Satan's connections to advance his career. But Emily no longer needed a father. No matter how Logan Morgan tried to win her over, she wouldn't be moved. She just found it amusing.