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 Season 8

Episode 78

(Unbearable jealousy)

Tyron glimpsed at Emily and handed her a box of pills. "I brought you some medicine. It will help you to heal quickly."    
"Thank you." Taking the box, she briefly scanned the label, but did not find anything wrong. "Should I start taking it immediately?" she asked then.   

 Tyron suggested to her that she sit on the bed and he explained gently, "It's up to you of course, but let me check your wounds first."    

"Okay." Emily sat down quietly while he gave her a check up. Seeing Tyron's serious face, Emily could not help but think of another man. A man from her past, someone whom she could never forget.    


Tyron and Sean looked so much alike. The mere presence of Tyron was a stark reminder of that which was. Some memories could never be erased.  

'Is this just coincidence?'    

Emily felt such doubt at this weird coincidence, but soon she persuaded herself, 'I also look a lot like Cloris. But in actual fact, I don't have any relationship to her at all, except for sharing a similar face.'   

 "It healed up very well, so you just need to be more careful..." Tyron looked at Emily and found her to be absent minded. He raised his voice slightly, "Miss Emily?"    

"What?" Emily finally came back to her senses, and feeling a bit embarrassed, she apologized, "I'm sorry that I'm so absent minded today.  

 What did you say just now?"   

 Tyron moved his eyes to the pill box in Emily's hand and asked, "Do you need me to pour you a glass of warm water?"    
Emily felt it too impolite to refuse his help so she thanked him graciously, "Yes, thank you for your kindness."   

 "You have thanked me many times today." Tyron poured a glass of warm water and it seemed so elegant for his slender fingers to hold the transparent glass. "Do not say it again in the future,"  he added.  

"Truly? I hadn't noticed." Emily had not noticed her overly polite behavior and smiled as she accepted the offered glass of water. "Then, I will not say it again in the future. But then don't blame me for being impolite in future, okay?"   

 "Of course not,"  Tyron said in a low voice.   

 Emily had thought to take the medicine later, but the water was already served so she decided to take it right away.  

  Watching Emily take the medicine, Tyron reminded her to get some more rest and to press the bell to call the nurse if anything was wrong, then he left the room.    

Lying back against the fluffy pillows Emily prepared to follow the doctor's orders. Soon, she felt too drowsy to resist and slipped into a deep sleep.  

 Not long after falling asleep, Emily began to dream.    

She felt as if someone was talking to her faintly, as if from a great distance away, but she couldn't hear them clearly or discern any words at first. She tried her best to listen with focus, but her mind could not help recalling something from her past.  

Emily dreamed about Sean and the days which they had spent together. She dreamed that Sean had worked for three days and nights without sleep or rest to save Beryl and her... Everything they had experienced together replayed in Emily's vivid dreams.   

 Sean became alive again in her dreams, his good and bad, sweet or bitter...    

Though Sean had done a lot of things to hurt Jacob and Emily, still, Emily could not deny that Sean was an important part of her life, a very important part...    

At last, Emily could not even tell whether she was Emily or Cloris, or both of them... 'So, who on earth am I?' she asked herself in her dream state.    

"Cloris! Wake up, Cloris..." Someone was gently calling her in a voice which sounded quite alike Sean's. 

   Emily tried her best to open her eyes but she could only see a vague shadow. She felt so dizzy and the world spun, "You..."  

"Cloris,"  the man was calling her again.    A kind of terror set in within Emily's mind, and she felt panic building. She bit down hard on her tongue in an attempt to wake up from this fever dream. Adamantly, she said word for word, with a deliberate clarity, "I am not Cloris... My name is Emily..."    

However, the man seemed not to hear her and still pushed at her to accept her new identity, "Cloris, look at me."    

Emily tried her best to focus her eyes on the man and finally she could see his outline against the bright lights from the window. "Sean... Sean, is that you?"    

Her hands seemed to work of their own accord and she subconsciously reached out to touch his face.    

However, the man caught her hand and spoke gently with a bewitching tone, "Yes, it's me, my dear sister, Cloris."    

"I am not... I am Emily, Emily..."  

 Emily said slowly but she tried her best to stress the point. As if saying her name was her last chance at sanity.  

Tyron could not help but smile at her stubborn resistance as he held her soft hand.   

 'I never expected you to have such a strong mind. With the sleeping pill and my hypnotism, you still manage to know who you are. It's quite interesting.   

 It seems that a more challenging approach is needed now, doesn't it?    

But I've always preferred challenging things, and people.    

Let's see how long you can last, Emily...' Tyron thought with a clinical detachment.   

 "Bang!" The door was suddenly slammed open by someone and it made a loud and sharp noise.    

Emily seemed to take a huge fright as she started quivered violently. Tyron held her in his arms subconsciously trying to protect her against the sudden noise. 

"I've said that no one could come in now!" he scorned with anger. His rage was palpable.  

When someone was interrupted during a hypnotism session, it might cause a serious break with reality.    

Tyron was furious as he did not want Emily to become a lunatic. 'What should I explain to Auntie and Uncle, if Emily really lost her mind?' he wondered bitterly.    

At this moment, Emily was just like a helpless cat in Tyron's arms. Her eyes were full of terror as if she did not know where she was.    

Tyron tried to soothe Emily while the woman who intruded screamed loudly at him, "Tyron! Who on earth is this woman? Why do you hold her in your arms?"    

Poppi was really outraged at seeing them like this. 'Tyron is mine! No one can touch him. Not even with one finger! No one, except for me!'   

 Thinking of this, Poppi dashed forwards to separate them. However, Tyron swiftly pushed her away with excessive force. Poppi fell hard to the ground and landed on her buttocks with enough force that she gasped for breath.  

"You... How dare you push me..." she said in a small disbelieving voice.   

 "Shut up now!"   

 Tyron stared at her coldly. It seemed that his eyes were pools of ice that could drown, or freeze her to death. "She is an important patient to me. If you continue interrupting us, I swear you will pay the price!" he threatened ominously.    

His menacing attitude made her lose her nerve, and she closed her mouth tightly. She could not help feeling aggrieved and she stared vengefully at Emily. She had never seen Tyron like this before.    

Emily was still under a state of suggestion from the hypnosis, and paid no mind to Poppi at all. Sounds had lost all meaning to Emily, except for being terrifying, and her face had turned pale while sweat beaded her forehead as her heart raced fearfully.   

 "It's okay. It's okay. Don't be afraid... This is just a dream..."   

Tyron said gently as he stroked her slender back and comforted, "Just sleep, okay? Everything will be fine when you wake up."  

Slowly, Emily seemed to feel safe again. But it seemed then that she thought of something, "I am Emily, I am Emily, I..." she repeated insistently.    

'Wow, you still remember this? How amazing...'    

Tyron could not help smiling and had no choice but to agree, "Yeah, right. Of course you are Emily."    

Reassured by the man, Emily slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.    

Tyron put her back in the bed and covered her with the quilt. Then he moved his eyes to look at the stunned woman still sitting on the ground.    

Poppi could not even believe her own eyes and what she had seen. Never before had she seen Tyron behaving so gently towards anybody. He never even spoke to her like that! But now Tyron treated another woman like this!    

The unbearable jealousy was like thorny vines wrapping around her heart as it tortured her feelings.  

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