Chapter 129 Why Do You Lock Me Here (1/2)

Anxious, Jacob frowned and furrowed his eyebrows tightly. ”Is there another way we can use?” he asked.

Jacob couldn't tolerate to see Emily in pain. All he wanted was for her to be happy and safe.

”There is,” Chester suggested. Chester pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his ridge. With a serious expression on his face, he said,”But this time, you can't be soft-hearted any more. Otherwise, everything will fall short of success due to lacking of a final effort.”

As always, Jacob's eyes were deep as he looked back at Chester and assured,”I understand.”

...

When Emily woke up, she found herself lying on the sofa, with no memory whatsoever of what had happened. Emily faintly remembered feeling uncomfortable when she was talking to Chester. She had a vague memory of throwing up on Jacob and then passing out consequently...

Appalled by her actions, she forced herself to get up and come back to her senses.

”You are awake!” said Jacob, as he was buckling his cufflinks while walking towards her. He continued,”How are you feeling? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?”

Emily nodded and then shook her head, looking at the tall and handsome man in front of her. ”What happened to me?” she asked.

”You threw up on me.”

”Ah, I'm so sorry...” Having heard that, Emily soon realized that she wasn't dreaming. With an expression of a child who had done something wrong, she looked away from Jacob's eyes and apologized,”I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... do that.”

Much to Emily's surprise, Jacob didn't seem like he was mad at her at all. In a gentle and calm voice, Jacob said,”Don't worry about that. If you're still feeling bad, you should get some rest. I have arranged for someone else to finish your work today.”

Jacob was aware that Emily had no memory of what had happened.

”Okay...thanks,” Emily answered and nodded primly. She couldn't exactly tell why, but she sensed something strange about Jacob's demeanor today.

Jacob told Emily to rest in the office. Then he pretended to work in his desk, while in fact, he was waiting for the night to come.