Reincarnated As the Enemy's Wife: Married the Rival, Bound by Revenge Chapter 235: I Should Have Spent More Time with You

Yvonne was observing Emma’s makeup, while Emma was afraid that she would see her scarlet red cheeks. She turned around, facing her multiple displays.

Although Yvonne didn’t see it clearly, she still saw it, and it was... beyond description...

As Shining’s director and chairwoman, she wanted to correct the makeup herself, but soon she rembered Emma’s prank.

"Fortunately, it was just a prank. Both I and your mother are a little scared." Hearing this, Emma’s countenance darkened imdiately.

"You are my sister... not my mother. Don’t talk like you have the right to teach anything," said Emma, but her face turned even redder.

She really liked her big sister ever since she was a little kid...

Yvonne was like a goddess in her mind. Every ti she saw her, she would feel extrely shy... She would be so shy that she couldn’t even express her affection for her properly.

Emma lowered her head, trying to hide her burning face behind her displays.

But Yvonne didn’t notice her uneasiness. She teased her by saying, "I’m indeed old enough to be your mother."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yvonne felt that her words were a little inappropriate. She was about to explain, but then she heard Emma said, "But it’s totally different! You’re my sister, not my mother!"

Emma felt she didn’t beco too close to Yvonne because of their age difference. She liked her so much and wanted to spend more ti with her. But others always told her Yvonne was already a mother and she shouldn’t occupy too much of her ti. Gradually, their age difference had beco a knot in Emma’s heart.

Emma was a secret admirer of Yvonne. Even Frank and Yesmina didn’t know this, but Emma’s friends online all knew her affections for her big sister.

To be more precise, Emma was Yvonne’s No. One fan.

Yvonne understood that her sister had a unique character but didn’t know why. So, she didn’t expect Emma would feel hurt when she casually talked about their age difference.

"Neither my sister nor my mother truly cared about . Every ti you see , you just scold for whatever I do. I’m just so naughty child in your mind, am I not?"

After she spoke, she curled up into a ball on the X Rocker.

"Emma, I might be not too close to you, but our mother truly cares about you. You shouldn’t say that," said Yvonne.

She continued to explain, "Maybe Mom doesn’t know too much about your hobbies

and lifestyle, but that’s because she grew up in a different ti... "

Before Yvonne could finish her sentence, Emma interrupted her and said, "My mom doesn’t understand , which I already know. But do you?"

Yvonne was puzzled by her sister’s question. When she was about to refute, she noticed how unusual Emma’s behavior was.

Although Emma was a precocious and rebellious child, she had never said anything so radical before.

"What’s wrong with her today?" Yvonne thought to herself.

She looked around at her sister’s room. On the bookshelf were all kinds of books related to computer science, coding, hacking, and artificial intelligence. But on the top of the shelf, there was a photo.

Yvonne recognized it. It was a photo of her, Emma, and her best friend Shirley.

Looking at the photo, Yvonne was lost in thought.

...

Although it was rare for a kid at Emma’s age to be interested in hacking, Yvonne accepted it without too much difficulty. After all, she had a prodigy at ho, Daniel.

But she was surprised that Emma put a photo of her and Shirley on the top of her bookshelf instead of one with her parents. Actually, it was the only photo they took together.

If she rembered it right, the photo was taken a long ti ago. Shirley just graduated from MIT and ca back ho that year, when her youngest boys were still babies and Emma was still a little girl.

"Wait, right! Shirley is a genius in computer science who graduated from MIT.

Computer science... " Yvonne wondered to herself.

Yvonne continued to look at the photo. She found that Emma drew a circle around Shirley and wrote "two" next to it, but next to Yvonne, there was a "one".

"What does it an?" she thought.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit heavy but Yvonne wasn’t feeling awkward.

For the first ti in her life, she tried to explore Emma’s inner world.

There were a lot of Shining’s beauty products on Emma’s dresser. Most of them were the best sellers for the past few years, and so were limited editions she had offered to her...

But most importantly, all of them were created by Yvonne herself!

She could tell those products hadn’t been used for a long ti by their appearance.

At Emma’s age, she wouldn’t have too much opportunity to apply makeup and those costic products were more like a decoration. But she still kept them very tidy.

The only thing on the desk that had nothing to do with computers was a family photo taken two years ago. On the photo, Emma was sitting on Yvonne’s shoulder with a bright smile.

Seeing these things, Yvonne was suddenly touched.

It turned out that under Emma’s rebellious appearance, there were so strong feelings buried deep.

Yvonne sighed inwardly and said with a gentle voice, "Sorry. It was my fault. No matter what, I shouldn’t have joked about being your mother... It was inappropriate. Moreover, I can also be your friend, soone you can play with. I should have spent more ti with you."

Emma looked genuinely happy in those photos, which looked quite different from the Gothic-style girl now. The comparison made Yvonne have mixed feelings.

"Really?" Emma said with a low voice.

Her big and watery eyes were fixed on Yvonne.

But soon, she seed to realize that she was a little too soft.

The blond girl imdiately changed her attitude and raised the pitch of her voice.

"Then play with now! On the computer!" said she.

"Computer?"

"Yes!"

Yvonne would never know that Emma developed her interest in computer science at an early age because she heard Yvonne’s best friend was a computer genius.

As a child, she thought Yvonne befriended Shirley because she liked people with excellent computer skills. She had seen how much they enjoyed spending ti together and wanted to have the sa close relationship with her sister. So, she spared no efforts to study computer science, trying to be as good as Shirley.

Of course, she also knew that her sister had another good friend, Eva Loraine, a world-famous musician.

Every ti Yvonne talked about Eva, her eyes looked so gentle.

She learned that Eva was an orphan. Fortunately. She was adopted by a wealthy person from Zoravia. Because Eva was interested in piano, that person bought her a four million dollar piano for her fourteen-year-old birthday.

Eva also developed an interest in harp, and that person found the best harp musician in the world to teach her.

It was said that the person who adopted her was not an aged man, but a handso and mysterious person who led a wealthy but low-profile life.

...

Over the years, there had been many rumors about Eva, especially after she beca famous.

As the top musician, cellist, and composer of Aslan, she had always been under the spotlight.

After all, she was so talented and beautiful. A lot of people were interested in her private life.

But she never changed herself because of her fa, which was rather admirable.

As willful as always, she never hesitated when she had to fight or argue. Even if her na was always on the trending news, she never tried to keep a low profile.

When Yvonne talked about Eva, Emma rembered she always said, "Alas... I don’t know if Eva is doing well."

Emma envied Eva for how much Yvonne cared about her.

She also wanted to beco a musician, because she knew Yvonne dread to be a singer too a long ti ago.

Unfortunately, Emma had realized she had no talent for music since she was a little girl. As a person who was basically tone-deaf, she had future in the music world.

So she could only study computer science. Surprisingly, after years of hard work, she not only developed a strong interest but also beca a top talent in the industry.

...

When Emma said she wanted to spend ti coding, Yvonne felt a little hesitant.

After all, she only had a basic understanding of coding. Although she had a photographic mory after she ca back to life, she had never spent too much ti studying computer skills. If Emma wanted to compete with her in programming, she might lose with no suspense. But since her sister wanted to play with her, she was happy to do it anyway.

Yvonne raised her eyebrows, but quickly made a decision. "Okay!" said she.

Emma designed a simple task. Both of them would write a hacking program, trying to break into each other’s system. The one who succeeded would be the winner.

Yvonne didn’t know that Emma had beco a top hacker in the world. She thought her sister was just a hobbyist. As a result, she underestimated her opponent in the beginning.

Yvonne only wrote a few lines of code, which was futile facing Emma’s attack.

Emma looked at her sister with a slightest annoyed expression.

"You said you would play with . How co your codes are so perfunctory?"

Yvonne was rendered speechless.

"Perfunctory? I studied so hard on coding back in college but still almost failed the course. Many students found it really difficult," she thought.

"Fine. I will try my best this ti."

Emma was able to bypass a dium-level program she studied in university within one second, which indicated her outstanding talent.

This ti, Yvonne coded with all the knowledge she had on programming.

While on the other side, Emma stretched her legs while chewing a bubble gum.

She was not competing at all. She was simply enjoying the process that Yvonne was trying so hard to play with her.

Yesmina walked into the living room with so cakes she just baked, but soon she realized both of her daughters were nowhere to be found.

The kids shouted in the living room, "Dad, Mommy is missing! So is auntie!"

"They must be playing together. Zachary, go check Emma’s room. That stubborn kid never let us into her room easily," said Frank.

"Indeed. Please tell them dinner is ready," Yesmina also said.

"Sure," Zachary said as he went upstairs.