Chapter 2 I Won't Let You Die So Painlessly

Emma was really tired. Seeing that he could finally sit up, it was time for her to take a break.

She wanted to go home and get some good sleep.

However, just as she had arrived in the parking lot, someone grabbed her arm.

"Emma!"

She froze when she heard the familiar voice. Emma turned around, pulling back her hand. "What's up?"

It was Michael Chen. He gazed up at her affectionately. "We can start over again," he said as if he wasn't already tied down. Emma sputtered out, "What?" The man was shameless!

"Emma, in my heart–"

"Don't you love Beryl? Or are you suddenly tired of her too?" she snapped. Anger flashed in her eyes as her hands clenched into fists. She couldn't believe him!

"Look, I know I was wrong, but I really do love you." He tried again, but that only seemed to have made her even more furious.

"You slept with my best friend, and then you want to 'start all over again'? And you say you love me? Fucking bi– Ah!"

Before she could finish her words, Michael leaned over. He was about to kiss her when her hand quickly connected with his cheek.

His face was whipped to the side as Emma shoved him back. "I've told you I don't want to see you again," she shouted. "Stay away from me, you ass!"

She didn't give him enough time to respond as she ran away.

Her tiredness was already evident from the bags under her eyes. After the fight, it seemed that she needed to sleep much longer than she had planned to.

"Do you really think that Jack will fall in love with you?" Michael Chen yelled, and she froze. Her hands trembled at the mention of the man.

"I'm telling you, all he's going to do is hurt you! When he's done, he'll just dump you like a piece of rag!"

Emma snorted. 'Like you didn't do just that,' she thought. "So what?" She turned. "It's none of your business!"

He finally caught up with her, grabbing her hand. "Look, please, just give me a chance. I'll treat you better than him, I swear."

He was about to say something more, but she quickly shook off his grip. "You make me sick." She ran towards her car.

A scumbag like him only made her want to carve her eyes out!

"Emma, I won't let you go! You can't run away!"

Emma slammed the car door in response.

Without another thought, she stomped onto the gas and sped away.

Her house was very close to the hospital, so it didn't take long for her to return. Emma threw her bag and phone onto the sofa. She didn't waste any time as she soaked herself in the bathtub.

It had been two years since Jack was pushed into the emergency room. It had been two years since she had been taking good care of him. In fact, there were even times she didn't take a bath anymore from worrying too much.

When Jack woke up, he didn't want to accept any treatments and procedures to improve his disability.

She was left to suffer the consequences of his continued refusals.

Emma was exhausted!

At the thought of this, she sank herself deeper into the bathtub, closing her eyes. This was what she deserved.

Now that he was willing to sit up, that meant there was more chances of him learning to walk again.

However, Michael's words echoed at the back of her mind. She splashed some water onto her face. "The only reason he hates me is because I caused his accident," she whispered to herself. "He won't hate me anymore once he recovers."

The only reason his car turned over and crash onto another was that he could dodge her.

Ring, ring.

Her phone rang in the living room, interrupting her thoughts. Emma got up and went out in her bathrobe. She picked up her phone, furrowing her eyebrows at the unknown number.

"You escaped?" The voice at the other end of the line sent a chill down her spine.

"No," she responded lightly. "I went home to take a shower."

"Get back here right now!" he snapped.

Before she could respond, he already hung up. She sighed in frustration. Just when she thought she could get a good night's sleep, Emma needed to return to the hospital!

She quickly changed into new clothes before driving to the hospital.

Emma couldn't help but feel uneasy once she arrived at the ward.

She peered over the room to see Jack sitting on his wheelchair, still deep in thought.

Although the sunlight highlighted his exquisite jawline and high cheekbones, it still couldn't ease the coldness of his face.

As soon as she placed her bag down, Jack turned his face to the other side. "Come here," he commanded lowly. His tone was obviously angry.

Emma cocked up an eyebrow, following his order. "What do you want me–Ah!"

He quickly pulled her to his lap. Her eyes widened. "Let me up!" She struggled. "I'll punch your legs if you don't!"

Jack grabbed her by her wrist while the other hand tilted her chin up. He squinted at her, as if he was solving an intricate puzzle. "You took a bath," he observed. "Are you that excited to meet your brother-in-law?"

'So he actually believed that?' she thought.

Seeing no response, Jack reached over to grab a hold over her neck.

She gasped in pain. "You dare cheat on me?"

He glared furiously, trying not to imagine his lover being pressed by another man. Just the thought intensified his hatred even more.

"I won't cheat!" She coughed, struggling under his hold.

Jack snorted, but he did let her go.

Shocked by his actions, she quickly got out from his lap, coughing wildly. Emma placed a hand on her neck, massaging it gently.

"I'll make sure you have a slow death," he snapped.

Once she finally recovered, Emma smirked at him. "I'll hold you onto that when you stand up, which I don't think will happen anytime soon."

"You!"

Jack gritted his teeth. He wanted to do nothing more than to choke her to death. However, due to his paralysis, he had no choice but to sit back on his wheelchair.

"Humph!" Seeing that he failed to stand up, Emma couldn't help but feel disappointed and lucky at the same time.

Given the circumstances, he might just very well trample her to death when he found a way to stand up on his own.

Seeing her expression change, Jack uttered, "Do you think you can leave once I recovered?"

Emma raised an eyebrow. "What do you want me to do then? Coddle you to death?" "Stay here!" he demanded.

"What?"

"You made me cripple, didn't you? The least you can do is stay here."

"I..." She was speechless for a while. Once she processed his demand, she quickly sat beside him silently.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."