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Season 5

Episode 31

(Don't ever say anything like that again)

It was time for Emily to leave so she decided to bid farewell to Beryl. Both of them were reluctant to leave each other. Yet the hope that Beryl would recover soon made Emily leave the hospital. She was very excited to see Beryl completely recovered.

Emily got inside the car and the driver drove her to Tyrone Mansion. Sam had ordered the driver to prevent Emily from feeling any sort of remorse. Hence the driver took a detour in order to bypass the bridge where Jacob had the accident.

In side the car, Emily leaned back and relaxed a bit. She refreshed her spirit by closing her eyes for a few seconds. Just when she was going to doze off, she suddenly remembered something and opened her eyes. "Go to the bridge," she said.

Listening to her order, the driver was hesitant to follow it. "Mrs...."

Emily sighed and said, "It doesn't matter. I am over this. Take it easy and just do as I say."

With no choice, the driver was forced to do as Emily asked. He turned and took to the road where Jacob had had an accident.

The scenery outside the window was fleeting. Unconsciously, Emily squeezed her hands and had her nails fall into her palm. Yet she couldn't stop herself from looking outside. Her entire focus was on the view outside the car's window. This felt like self-torture to her.

Inside her head, she was thinking what Jacob had thought when this accident happened.

'When this happened, he must have felt desperate. There was no one to save him, ' Emily's mind answered.

"Go to the riverbank," Emily said with pursed lips. Emily closed her eyes and then opened again. Holding back her tears, she saw the car slowly stopping by the river. "It's said that if someone is missing, his relative can bury a pair of scissors in the riverside. In that way, he can be found within three days."

"Mrs. This is just superstition..." The driver did not finish his sentence because he felt deeply touched by her sadness. He resumed, "Maybe we can give it a try!"

Emily nodded her head in consent. "Would you please go and buy some scissors? No...not only just a a few more extra please."

"But Mrs.... if I leave, you will be alone here..."

"It's okay. There are people around. It is not a dangerous place.. Now hurry up and get it. I'll be here waiting for you."

"…… All right." The driver hesitated but finally admitted his defeat. Deep down, he was certain he would be able to buy it within a few minutes. "Stay here. If anything happens, give me a call."

"Okay." Emily got off the car and had a rest under the arbor on the riverside. She looked to the left and inadvertently saw a car was parked there. It was covered by a building so she hadn't noticed it earlier.

Sighing, she turned her attention back to the river. She had no curiosity in knowing whether there was any human being. Instead, she patiently waited for the driver.

Losing in her own thoughts, the man who stood behind the large stone failed to catch her eyes. She was oblivious of his presence.

He was dressed in an expensive couture yet he was sitting on the beach by the river. He didn't seem to care how dirty this was making his clothes. Without any care for the world, he leaned back against a stone. Near his feet, there were several bottles of empty red wine.

It was evident that he was a little drunk. Pouring the last bottle of red wine into the goblet, he swirled and then poured it into the river. The corner of his lips smirked with a satisfied smile.

"Jacob, I am afraid that you will never have the chance to drink such a good wine after today. Are you still finding it hard to come to terms with your defeat?

Do you feel sad?

Hahahaha.....everything is useless! You are no more now!"

"Anyway, how does it feel to die in the water? Does it hurt very much? I hope that you can be back as a ghost to witness my relationship with Emily. I will marry her, and your daughter will be my daughter. Everything that was yours is going to be mine. "

"Ah, I am so happy today!" Jack screamed as he drank the last drop of wine in the bottle.

His eyes were glimmering with joy. The death of Jacob was enough to make him happy for the rest of his life.

Even though Jacob had already died, Jack would spend all his life relishing this joy.

Jack swayed on the riverside as the wind picked its pace. Due to the effect of alcohol, his brain was a little dizzy, but he didn't give a damn about anything.

Suddenly, he accidentally stepped on a cobblestone and his whole person fell into the water.

On the other hand, Emily saw a figure walking on the riverside from far away. She could not make out his appearance clearly but she thought he was going to attempt suicide. She hurried and walked towards him.

Before she could lend him her hand, the man directly fell into the water and was out of her sight, Emily was startled by what was happening. "Hey stop! What is happening. Can you hear me?"

She looked down and detected he was a strong man. His face faced down so she still couldn't make out who he was.

Emily was afraid that he would suffocate in the water. As a reflex action, she stepped forward to enter the water.

Before she could touch him, the man suddenly stood up. The water splashed everywhere making it hard for her to see what was happening.

"AH!" Emily was shocked and as a result lost her grip. Now she was drenched and inside the water. "What are you doing..." All her words failed to come out when she saw the man's face.

Without giving a second thought, Jack immediately pulled Emily up from the water and directly held her close to his arms. His dark eyes were full of surprise and happiness. "Emily! You are really here! Are you here for me? "

Jack was not actually drunk. He fell into the water because he was too careless.

He could have gotten up from the water right away, but he wanted to keep a sober mind with the help of the cold river. Hence he decided to stay in for a while. It never occurred to him that there would be such a big surprise waiting for him.

'This is destiny!

Or else how could I have met her here? This is no accident. This is meant to be, ' he thought. There was a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips.

"Let me go!" Emily struggled in his arms and wanted to get rid of his grip. "I thought someone was committing suicide. I didn't know it was you. And If I knew that, I would have never come near you!"

"Don't you dare utter such rubbish again!" Jack wasn't believing her words. He continued speaking, "I know you would never let me die. You still love me so you can't watch me die! This is the truth Emily!"

She felt no emotion for him and looked as cold as ice. "Don't flatter yourself. Who do you think you are! Do you think I will save someone who might have murdered my husband?" Emily spat these words out at him.

Her words were like a sharp sword and it jabbed Jack straight into his heart. "I don't believe it," he replied denying her words.

"I am not surprised. You are good at imagining things. You like to think of yourself as an important person even though you mean nothing to me."

"I do not believe it!" Jack repeated this sentence even louder. Holding Emily tightly, he pulled her closer and kissed her on the beach.

"Mmm…… You son of a bitch! Don't you dare kiss me!" Emily struggled desperately against his strong body. Her fingernails left a long scratch on Jack's neck but he didn't budge. For the next few seconds, her wrists were clamped to the top of her head by Jack using his one hand.

Then she was thrown violent kisses all over her face. Emily's neck was covered with his teeth marks. It seemed like Jack wanted to mark his territory over her whole body.

Being under his grasp, Emily felt like she was being entangled by a big poisonous snake. These wet kisses made her feel disgusted and sick. She clenched her teeth and lifted her feet to kick him!

Jack seemed to know all her moves. Before she could attack, his big hand accurately grasped her ankle, separating her legs and raising her skirt.


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