Chapter 10 Emma's Real Identity

At the sight of this, Emma blushed all over her face. Suddenly, she understood what Jack meant. After understanding it, she felt why there was no gap on the ground for her to get in.

Jack asked her to help him up there!

"You are not a child now! Irritable! " Emma roared in a low voice.

Without saying a word, Jack leaned his whole body on Emma, without doing anything else.

In the late night bathroom, these two confronted each other silently. They wanted to see who would be the first to admit defeat with his or her head bowed.

"Hoo..." sighed Emma. Trembling, she stretched out her hands to help Jack up. At the moment of touch, she really wanted to kill herself. Emma's neck was twisted far away, and the delicate skin was tightened, and the blue veins could be faintly seen.

Jack raised his eyebrows with a triumphant smile.

The sound of pattering water continued for more than ten seconds and finally ended. Emma kept tightening her body, and at the end, she was finally relieved. She was about to stop as she felt a sharp pain in her neck.

Jack bit her!

That just made Emma crazy. 'Not only toss me in the middle of the night, but also bite me inexplicably. My neck was so painful that there must be a deep scratch left.'

"Are you a dog? ? Why did you bite me so late at night! Do you have rabies? " Emma held Jack with one hand and straightened her neck and shouted at Jack.

"Yes, I am insane." Jack said indifferently.

He would not admit that Emma's tight neck was covered a layer of light under the warm yellow light. Her delicate skin was tempting, making him want to kiss her. He did what he thought. It was just a bite.

With grinding her teeth, Emma helped Jack to tie his pants. She just wanted to put the man on the bed as soon as possible, and then sleep in peace, ending this midnight drama.

After they got back to the bed, Emma went back to sleep very soon while Jack was still awake.

They were so far away that Jack could not see clearly how Emma was sleeping. But after the torment just now, he could not fall asleep temporarily. As a result, he couldn't help falling into the memories of the past.

When Jack just woke up from the hospital bed, the whole world was dark at the moment when he did not feel the presence of the legs. Jack, who is most likely to be the inheritor, was actually a disabled person. Did a disabled person have the right to inherit the family business? What's more, Jack had a younger brother behind who covetously eyed him. There must be a lot of people waiting to laugh at him.

Moreover, Jack who is in his prime, should have the strongest body and show great ambitions. Jack had lost so many opportunities for such an inexplicable reason, all because of the woman next to him.

On the other hand, thinking of this woman, Jack was a bit unable to see through Emma now. 'The worry she expressed is not faked. What on earth does she want from me? Was she arranged by someone to frame me up and look after me hypocritically?'

Finally, Jack's mind went back to that spring thing this morning. 'Humph, who can think of a person like her looks so pure, but so debauchery to repair her membrane.'

'But, did her reaction this morning seem a little rusty?'

Jack gently scratched the sheet and then slowly released it.

He clenched his hands into fists and gently hammered the bed. Shocked, Sally muttered.

Jack listened carefully but only heard a "sorry".

'Sorry? Who should she be sorry for? In her dream, she was apologizing to others. Is that person me?' Or... Allen? !'

Leo's question almost drove her mad. He shook his head, forced himself not to think about it, and went to sleep.

Early in the morning, Emma stretched herself, lifted the quilt and sat up. Turning her head, she found that Jack had not yet woken up.

Then Emma came closer to Jack's face and watched him carefully.

Jack narrowed his brows even in his sleep. Nobody knew what was bothering him. His thin lips were closed, as if to reject everything. Jack's eyelashes gently touched his face. Although he was not in a good mood, he was quiet.

When looked at him so carefully, Emma forgot the distance. It was not until her breath sprayed on Jack's face that Jack opened his eyes suddenly that Emma was frightened to step back.

"Bitch woman, stay away from me!" Jack who had been troubled all night saw the woman's close face as soon as he opened his eyes. He couldn't help the irritability in his heart, and when he thought Emma was wantonly, his disgust could not help but vent.

Unexpectedly, after a sound sleep, yesterday afternoon the quiet Jack was back to what he used to be, swearing at her. Emma was so shocked and sad that the two just stayed on the bed in embarrassment, without saying anything.

Jack frowned and struggled to sit up, but unable to move freely, and did not want to ask for help, so he stubbornly competed with himself.

Seeing that Jack was unable to sit up, Emma hesitated for a while and reached out her hands to hold Jack's waist to help him sit up.

Although his eyes showed disgust and his lips were closed, Jack still accepted Emma's help in the face of the inability to manage himself.

Emma thought to herself, 'No matter how capable you are, you still need someone to help you sit up, right?'

As soon as she helped Jack sit up, Emma got out of bed in a hurry and pushed the wheelchair over. Then she stood beside and began to help Jack put on his clothes carefully.

It was unavoidable to touch the wound after being stitched, which looked horrific. In this morning, Jack was not as quiet as yesterday afternoon. Instead, he deliberately yelled at her.

"Stupid woman! You even don't know how to put on clothes? Do you really want to kill me?" Jack's face was extremely gloomy.

After hearing his words, Emma felt aggrieved and angry, 'Since I'm kind-hearted to serve you, why do you deliberately target at me?'

"I've tried my best! But wearing pants can't avoid not touching your legs, please don't yell! A girlish ghost! " Emma turned the wheelchair around and stood beside with her arms crossed in front of her chest, as if she was going to watch the show.

'Since you are so powerful, try to sit on the wheelchair by yourself.' Emma hoped inwardly, looking forward to seeing a slight reflection of Jack's legs.

Squinting his eyes, Jack showed a disdainful expression.