Chapter 1089 A Man Secretly Takes A Photo of Jacob (1/2)

However, depression was completely different from sleepwalking, and it would cause more damage to others. Often, when the sickness came, the patient would hurt others quite unintentionally.

Therefore, Emily was sure that she was conscious right now. But a sound kept ringing hollowly in her mind. She simply couldn't be rid of it. It said, 'She's back already.'

Jacob cradled her as tightly in his arms as he could. Then, he raised his hand and supported her head, whispering in her ear, ”Emily, come back! Please, come back to me!”

A light shone through the darkness.

And sunshine crept into the room.

Emily raised her head with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Looking up at Jacob for a moment, she murmured, ”Ja... Jacob!”

Abruptly, she fainted and slumped back into Jacob's arms.

Emily was back!

”Emily!”

Jacob called as he rushed to hold his wife in his arms as firmly as he could. Looking at Emily with care and concern in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to tuck her disheveled hair behind her ears. Then, he said, emphasizing each and every word, ”I will be with you every step of the way! You won't suffer alone!” His voice was heavy with emotion as he held her, gently rocking her in his powerful arms.

After a long time, as the first rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, Emily woke up in bed. With a frown, she raised her hands, blocking the sunlight. After fluttering her eyelids a few times to adjust to the light, she lay down on her back.

Then came the flood of memories.

Self-harm, blood, Jacob, and the hug.

She remembered everything that had happened recently.

”Jacob!”

Emily called out his name, and her face turned white when she remembered what she had done to Jacob. Feeling remorse and concern, she pulled back the quilt and lowered her bare feet, wanting to search for him.

'His hand must be injured!' Emily thought as she walked towards the door.

Click!

The bedroom door suddenly opened. Jacob was standing in the doorway with a bowl of millet porridge balanced on one hand.

”You are awake!” said Jacob.