Chapter 3 A Slut

Emma hummed indignantly and went to help him get on the bed.

Jack's face grew colder and colder by the second.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in." A haunting voice sounded from the door the moment Emma got Jack to lie on the bed. She clenched her fists. It was none other than Beryl.

'What the hell is she doing here?'

Ignoring Beryl, she quickly assisted Jack by pulling up the covers. However, he grabbed her wrists. "Who's she?"

The mere presence of the unknown woman irritated him.

"She came for me. Go get some rest," Emma whispered.

Jack didn't move, as if waiting for her to do the introductions.

Seeing that she could do nothing about it, Emma sighed and gave up. Beryl strutted towards them. She glanced at Jack's legs before looking back at him. "Mr. Jack, don't blame me for not telling you," she said snidely. "Everybody knows how much of a slut Emma is. She has hooked up with countless of men by now."

"Shut up, Beryl." Emma gritted her teeth.

Her words, however, irritated Beryl to no end. Beryl turned to glare at her. "Shut up? I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong? For you, hooking up is as simple as snapping your fingers," she retorted. She gazed up at Jack. "Mr. Jack, if you really want this loose woman, then–"

Slap!

Before Beryl could even finish her words,

Jack slapped his hard on her face.

Beryl stumbled to the ground. From the impact, Jack also fell due to his legs not being able to support him. Emma held him right on time. He gripped onto her arms by instinct.

She carried him back to the bed.

Jack already sat back, his face showing no trace of remorse. He glared at Beryl who shivered when his eyes connected with hers. "Get out!" He exploded.

She trembled at the sound of his voice. Without another word, she turned away.

Although he was crippled, his voice was enough to deter her away.

However, right when she was about to exit, Beryl stopped. "She just had sex with my man in the parking lot four hours ago!" she snapped, pointing a finger at Emma. "I saw it with my own eyes." If she hadn't seen Emma and Michael quarreling with each other in the parking lot, she wouldn't have come to say such mean words.

"She's a slut!" If looks could kill, Emma would've already been ten feet under.

"Fuck off!" Emma roared, having enough of the woman's lies. Finally, Beryl left.

The tension in the room was so thick that she could cut a knife with it.

Emma took a deep breath. "I..."

"Sex? Didn't you have enough today?" Jack pulled her over and they both fell down onto the bed. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "I didn't know you were that horny. Is it like snapping your fingers then? Do you want me to strangle you?"

"She was lying! Ah!"

He didn't even bother to hear her explanation as he went inside her.

After a long time of incessant pounding and groaning, he finally pulled out of her. Her eyes rolled back, as if she was about to faint.

Right at the moment, footsteps sounded outside of their door. Hurriedly, Emma jumped out of the bed and fixed her clothes. However, that didn't stop her legs from trembling after the act.

She glanced at Jack, furrowing her eyebrows when she saw how well-dressed he was.

'Was this man just pretending to be paralyzed? Why the hell is he so... strong? Is he faking it?

Has his legs finally recovered?'

Finally, once she was all properly dressed, Beck Yang walked into the ward. He was none other than Jack's assistant.

"Madam!" He greeted Emma politely. Although she was the one who caused Jack's accident, Beck Yang could see how determined she was in taking care of his boss.

"Hello!" she responded, still a bit flushed.

'Does he know what happened?' she thought.

"Where are the documents I asked you to bring?" Jack asked. He then glanced at Emma, an unreadable expression flashing in his gaze.

Noticing that it was time for her to leave, Emma turned around, only to be grabbed by Jack.

"Stop! Where are you going?" he questioned.

"I'm going to the doctor," she snapped. "You guys need some space."

Given Beck Yang's presence, they would most likely talk about the Ouyang Family. She was just an outsider, so she thought that it would be best that she didn't hear it.

"You've just talked to the doctor earlier. With that kind of memory, maybe you're the one who should be wheeled to the psychiatric department." He taunted her. A sneer slipped its way into his lips. His voice was filled with mockery.

Jack couldn't help but feel annoyed. Throughout her entire stay, Emma tried to leave him several times. All he wanted to do was tie her down to the bed posts so that she wouldn't leave. 'Asshole!'

Emma gritted her teeth as she headed to the bathroom, wanting nothing more than to leave the two alone.

"Are you deaf?" he yelled out, clenching his fists.

'Did she just ignore me?' he thought. Emma stopped herself, trying to calm down.

She wasn't in the mood to argue with the patient.

Without another word, she walked back towards the two men unwillingly. It was as if Jack was holding a gun to her head.

Her face showed obvious displeasure at his request.

She had no interest in listening to their conversation!

"Give me the file." Jack stretched out his hand.

Beck Yang bowed his head. "This is the sales data of the Noah Technology for the last two years."

Seeing that he still didn't hand over the folder, Jack raised his head. "What?" Beck glanced at Emma.

"Go ahead. It's not as if she's intelligent enough to interpret this." Jack waved his hand. Emma glared at him.

'The only reason he kept me here was to make fun of me.

The nerve of this man!'

"Boss, your younger brother, will be announced as the heir of the family. It was said that he might take over the Ouyang Group on your father's birthday next month."

"And?" Jack shrugged as if his assistant had just stated the weather report. He just looked over the financial reports nonchalantly.

"Well,

I guess these are okay." Jack handed back the folder to Beck. "I'm not interested in the Ouyang Group. I'd prefer if you don't speak to me about it again."

'As if the man's not part of the Ouyang Family!

Does he not care about being the heir at all?'

Emma thought. She couldn't help but realize how the man was much more complex than she had first thought.

He was a man with many secrets, that was for sure.

"Understood!" Beck bowed his head. However, he couldn't help but stare in disbelief at his boss's comments on the revenue they had garnered in the last two years. When was 14.5 billion in profits considered just as 'okay'?