Chapter 210 Dead End (1/2)

She was a gambler who came to a dead end and bet everything on Jonas, including her life.

Emily remembered that in her memory, Jonas looked like the icy man, but he was softer than anyone else. He would not leave her in such an embarrassing situation.

She had thought a lot of things and done a good job of comforting construction.

She took control of the overall situation as usual, so she believed that everything was under her control. In the script she wrote, Jonas would definitely come back.

Yet, reality often gave people a slap. Jonas did turn around, but his eyes were cold, without any warmth. He looked down at her from head to toe, which made Emily lose her madness in an instant.

When Emily said that she was going to die, she was not afraid at all, but under the gaze of Jonas, she really felt she was dying.

”Die? If you are willing to die, then go and do it. Don't you like to be famous? By that time, I will definitely ask the public relations department to create a chance for you to be popular after your death.”

With a sneer, Jonas looked at Emily with mockery. If he was still fooled by these tricks, he would be a real idiot.

Emily panicked and looked at Jonas. Why was everything different from what she expected? Everything was off track.

It shouldn't be like this, Emily shouted in her heart, but in reality, her throat seemed to be tied by a devil, and she couldn't make any sound. Only the sweat dropped on the tile, and it was dripped lightly.

There was no need to waste time in talking with Emily. Jonas just let her stand there like a fool and leave without mercy.

With a thud, Emily sat on the floor. The vase beside her was also smashed.

”It shouldn't be like this.”

She looked at the debris with a confused look, thinking that if she really committed suicide, would Jonas eventually compromise? But if she did not control herself well, what if she really died?

There was no way she could hide the secret after calling Jonas in advance.

Emily nodded and shook her head repeatedly, just like a person who lost mind. She put a broken bottle on her wrist, imagining the bloody scene that the blood vessel was cut.

She wished that this scene could happened to Melinda.

While thinking of this, Emily threw the debris aside and stood up from the ground. Her confusion or anything else was gone.