Chapter 595 Cruel Omen (1/2)

When Emily tired to pick up the last picture, a high-grade leather shoe stepped on her hand. The pressure wasn't enough to hurt her but just sufficient enough to stop her from picking the picture up.

Emily's blood ran cold. Her eyes and her mouth were frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise, and even though she was staring straight at Jacob she appeared not to notice him at all.

”Don't even think about it.” Jacob retrieved his foot and continued in a cold voice, ”Give them to me.”

Emily had a bad feeling as she hid the pictures in her arms subconsciously and asked, ”You... What do you want to do with these pictures?”

”I just want to have a look,” Jacob said slowly, staring deep into Emily's eyes.

Emily looked away as if to hide from his eyes and said, ”There is nothing to look...”

She was afraid that the pictures would awaken the monster hidden dormant inside Jacob's mind.

There was a time when Emily wished nothing more than for Jacob to regain his memories of the past, but now, she had come to fear that very wish.

Emily feared that Jacob would act like he did the last time she tried helping him remember the past. She had every reason to be fearful of that moment, because once Jacob lost control over himself, he would start to hurt himself and those around him.

Most importantly, she was afraid that the intense stress put on Jacob's mind would drive him mad and she would lose him forever, just as Sean had told her.

”What's wrong?” Jacob's eyes were full of skepticism and he continued, ”Are you so embarrassed of what's in those pictures that you don't want others to see them? Or is it just me?”

”No, no, of course not...” she said.

”Well, then show me. I'm quite curious to see them now,” he said.

Jacob tried to snatch those pictures from Emily's hands but they fell down to the ground again. He looked at those pictures carefully and knitted his eyebrows subconsciously as if he had seen something that displeased him.

Jacob's eyes became gloomy and his face darkened which meant that a storm was brewing over the horizon.

His eyes were like fire, burning through those pictures, one at a time.

Fortunately, Jacob did nothing to those pictures.

Something strange seemed to have come over Jacob, as he picked up all the pictures and safely put them back in the case before he put it back where he found it.