Chapter 52 Lie After Lie (1/2)

Emily raised her head to follow the voice, but as soon as she saw who was standing by the door, her facial expression hardened.

It was Jack.

Although his head was wrapped with white bandages, his radiant face remained unaffected. He grinned slyly, causing the nurse standing in the corner to blush timidly.

”Emily, are you looking for me?”

With a flicker of disappointment in her eyes, Emily replied,”No.”

”No? Is that all you want to say to the person who saved your life?”

The lack of enthusiasm on Emily's face dimmed Jack's mood. He waved at the nurse to leave them alone. Soon, it was just the two of them in that big ward.

”What do you mean?” Emily was alarmed by what Jack had just said. What was he trying to say?

”You have been in a coma for the past two days. Don't you remember how well you treated me when we were both buried under the ruins?”

Jack said, as he glared into Emily's face with dark, resentful eyes, angered by the change in her facial expression.

Nonplussed, Emily stared at Jack in disbelief, and said,”You mean you were the one buried with me under the ruins?” 'That can't be true!' she thought. ”I...I was with...”

'I was with Jacob, ' she knew it in her heart.

”Yes, you were with me. Don't you remember being with me all those days? Who else did you think I was?” Jack's gaze captivated Emily. Recalling the scenes of the day Emily got rescued, he wanted to burst out raging, but somehow he managed to keep himself calm.

What did he see on that day?

He saw Jacob and Emily buried close to each other under the rubble. When the two were rescued, they were found in each other's arms, unconscious. From a bystander's point of view, it seemed like they were a loving couple who could not bear to be apart, even under such dire circumstances.

Jack suddenly understood everything after seeing them like that.

Shocked at what he had witnessed, he was churned by the anger deeply within him and was hungry for destruction. Overwhelmed by confusion, he struggled to bare the pressure of the raging sea of hatred in his heart.

He laughed at himself for having been played like a fiddle, since the very beginning. But who would have thought that a man like Jacob would have anything to do with Emily?