Drowning In Your Love

"If the patient won't cooperate, then he might not be able to stand up again."

As the doctor was speaking, Emma Xia stared at Jack Ouyang indifferently. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face clouded over.

She knew for a fact that he was only pretending to be asleep.

"In the next ten days, you must make the patient move whatever the cause." The doctor gave her a look that meant he wasn't going to compromise for them any longer.

"I will try my best to help him," she said firmly. "Don't worry."

"All right. I'll be off." The doctor glanced at Jack Ouyang and shook his head sadly. Without another word, he walked out the door.

'If it hadn't been for me, the man wouldn't have been disabled two years ago,' she thought.

Emma Xia glared at Jack Ouyang's peaceful face, curling her fingers into tiny fists.

"Are you really pretending to be asleep?" she snapped.

"Fine,

you asked for it."

She didn't give him time to react as she grabbed a glass of water on the night table. She splashed it on his face with no mercy.

Jack was shocked, grabbing her wrists. "Do you want to die?"

Emma Xia laughed, staring into his drenched face. "Look at yourself. You think you can threaten me?"

She shook his grip from her wrists. Emma was about to walk away when he pulled her towards him.

Emma stumbled back into his body as her wrists ached from the sudden movement. She struggled to get off him, but Jack Ouyang quickly stretched out his hand and pinched her cheeks. "What's wrong with me now?" he snarled. "I could kill you with just a flick of my finger?" When was it her turn to taunt him? Glaring at the woman who had caused his disability,

Jack's eyes were filled with hatred.

Emma smirked, flicking his hand away from her face. "And who'll believe that, loser?"

He clenched his fists. Blue veins popped out of his forehead, carving down the back of his neck.

'Bitch!'

Seeing how angry he was, she couldn't help but be amused. "I'm your brother's woman. Fine! Ravish me if you want. Let's see if you can!" Her words were dripping with mockery.

"Emma Xia, I'll kill you!" The woman angered him so much that he instinctively thought of moving his body up to strangle her.

Jack stretched and twisted his body, struggling with his disability.

When she saw him finally motivated to move, Emma was so happy that she almost wanted to cry.

She clapped her hands together.

Seeing that what she had said worked, she continued, "I'll celebrate my birthday with your brother tonight. We'll have a wonderful night together. I guess I consider myself lucky that no one will prevent us from – Ah!"

Without warning, he pounced at her, burying himself deep into her. Emma screamed, face turning pale at the impact. The pain she felt made her want to refuse him, but she gritted her teeth. 'Maybe he'd try to move after this,' she thought.

He tried to wrap himself around her waist, but due to his weak legs, he only found himself stumbling through.

Emma raised an eyebrow. "Are you that weak? God, you're even worse than your brother–"

Before she finished, Jack was so angry that his legs moved around her.

"You want me to put you to death, huh! If I don't kill you now, I'll only feel sorry for myself!"

Hanging out with his brother? She wished.

Although his face was flushed, his anger was already returning him back to normal.

She might be in pain, but her lips twitched at the thought of him moving his legs again.

It was a good start.

He turned over by instinct, pressing down on Emma under his body. "How could you even repair the membrane?" Jack sneered as if he had just eaten a fly. She was so tight that he almost believed that she was still a virgin.

As Emma panted for breath, she laughed. "Please," she snapped, groaning in pain. "As if you can break a repaired hymen with those legs."

She wished that Jack could stand up, even if it was just to kick her out of the room.

"Bang!"

Jack punched the headboard before slipping into her again. She yelled in a mix of pain and pleasure as he started to pump into her.

They didn't stop till she passed out.

Hearing the ruckus inside the room, a nurse rushed over. Seeing Jack sitting on his bed, the nurse widened her eyes in surprise. "Doctor! Mr. Jack is sitting up!"

Four doctors rushed into the ward at the same time, staring in surprise at the sudden development. Jack crossed his arms. "Get this woman out!"

One of the doctors saw that Emma had fainted on the floor.

Seeing the disheveled clothes and the light amount of blood, they all exchanged awkward looks. The leading doctor adjusted his glasses. "Lucy, help this lady out. We'll do an examination on Mr. Jack," he addressed to the nurse.

"Okay!" she answered. Without another word, the nurse squatted down to carry Emma out of the ward.

Everyone knew what they had done inside the ward.

"Umm..."

Emma groaned out. She opened her eyes, only to feel every cell of her body screaming in pain. She winced, the drowsiness disappearing almost immediately.

"Miss Emma, you finally wake up!"

Hearing the nurse's voice, Emma turned to her. "Am I injured?" She took a deep breath only to feel as if her chest was being stabbed by hundreds of knives.

That bastard!

"It's rare, but reasonable. Mr. Jack never had sex the past two years, so the injuries are understandable. Please get some rest. If you feel uncomfortable, you could ring the bell and the doctor will come and see you."

"Okay!" Seeing the secretive smile on the nurse's face, she knew that the nurse must've thought how deeply in love they were with each other. At the thought, Emma could only feel bitterness seeping into her heart.

Once the nurse walked out, Emma stared into the ceiling. "As long as Jack can walk again, everything I've done is worth it," she promised herself.

She owed him that much.

Her injuries now were nothing compared to the pain Jack was experiencing.

As soon as she came out of the lounge, Emma walked straight to Jack's ward.

Outside the room, she stopped. Jack was leaning against the headboard. His eyes were closed as if he was deep in thought. Not wanting to disturb him, Emma turned around and headed towards the elevator.

In the past two years, she'd been staying in his ward and taking care of him, even during the holidays. He'd punish her every night, but she didn't really care. As long as she could get him to walk again, it was all worth it.

Emma was really tired. Seeing that he could finally sit up, it was time for her to take a break.

She wanted to go home and get some good sleep.

However, just as she had arrived in the parking lot, someone grabbed her arm.

"Emma!"

She froze when she heard the familiar voice. Emma turned around, pulling back her hand. "What's up?"

It was Michael Chen. He gazed up at her affectionately. "We can start over again," he said as if he wasn't already tied down. Emma sputtered out, "What?" The man was shameless!

"Emma, in my heart–"

"Don't you love Beryl? Or are you suddenly tired of her too?" she snapped. Anger flashed in her eyes as her hands clenched into fists. She couldn't believe him!

"Look, I know I was wrong, but I really do love you." He tried again, but that only seemed to have made her even more furious.

"You slept with my best friend, and then you want to 'start all over again'? And you say you love me? Fucking bi– Ah!"

Before she could finish her words, Michael leaned over. He was about to kiss her when her hand quickly connected with his cheek.

His face was whipped to the side as Emma shoved him back. "I've told you I don't want to see you again," she shouted. "Stay away from me, you ass!"

She didn't give him enough time to respond as she ran away.

Her tiredness was already evident from the bags under her eyes. After the fight, it seemed that she needed to sleep much longer than she had planned to.

"Do you really think that Jack will fall in love with you?" Michael Chen yelled, and she froze. Her hands trembled at the mention of the man.

"I'm telling you, all he's going to do is hurt you! When he's done, he'll just dump you like a piece of rag!"

Emma snorted. 'Like you didn't do just that,' she thought. "So what?" She turned. "It's none of your business!"

He finally caught up with her, grabbing her hand. "Look, please, just give me a chance. I'll treat you better than him, I swear."

He was about to say something more, but she quickly shook off his grip. "You make me sick." She ran towards her car.

A scumbag like him only made her want to carve her eyes out!

"Emma, I won't let you go! You can't run away!"

Emma slammed the car door in response.

Without another thought, she stomped onto the gas and sped away.

Her house was very close to the hospital, so it didn't take long for her to return. Emma threw her bag and phone onto the sofa. She didn't waste any time as she soaked herself in the bathtub.

It had been two years since Jack was pushed into the emergency room. It had been two years since she had been taking good care of him. In fact, there were even times she didn't take a bath anymore from worrying too much.

When Jack woke up, he didn't want to accept any treatments and procedures to improve his disability.

She was left to suffer the consequences of his continued refusals.

Emma was exhausted!

At the thought of this, she sank herself deeper into the bathtub, closing her eyes. This was what she deserved.

Now that he was willing to sit up, that meant there was more chances of him learning to walk again.

However, Michael's words echoed at the back of her mind. She splashed some water onto her face. "The only reason he hates me is because I caused his accident," she whispered to herself. "He won't hate me anymore once he recovers."

The only reason his car turned over and crash onto another was that he could dodge her.

Ring, ring.

Her phone rang in the living room, interrupting her thoughts. Emma got up and went out in her bathrobe. She picked up her phone, furrowing her eyebrows at the unknown number.

"You escaped?" The voice at the other end of the line sent a chill down her spine.

"No," she responded lightly. "I went home to take a shower."

"Get back here right now!" he snapped.

Before she could respond, he already hung up. She sighed in frustration. Just when she thought she could get a good night's sleep, Emma needed to return to the hospital!

She quickly changed into new clothes before driving to the hospital.

Emma couldn't help but feel uneasy once she arrived at the ward.

She peered over the room to see Jack sitting on his wheelchair, still deep in thought.

Although the sunlight highlighted his exquisite jawline and high cheekbones, it still couldn't ease the coldness of his face.

As soon as she placed her bag down, Jack turned his face to the other side. "Come here," he commanded lowly. His tone was obviously angry.

Emma cocked up an eyebrow, following his order. "What do you want me–Ah!"

He quickly pulled her to his lap. Her eyes widened. "Let me up!" She struggled. "I'll punch your legs if you don't!"

Jack grabbed her by her wrist while the other hand tilted her chin up. He squinted at her, as if he was solving an intricate puzzle. "You took a bath," he observed. "Are you that excited to meet your brother-in-law?"

'So he actually believed that?' she thought.

Seeing no response, Jack reached over to grab a hold over her neck.

She gasped in pain. "You dare cheat on me?"

He glared furiously, trying not to imagine his lover being pressed by another man. Just the thought intensified his hatred even more.

"I won't cheat!" She coughed, struggling under his hold.

Jack snorted, but he did let her go.

Shocked by his actions, she quickly got out from his lap, coughing wildly. Emma placed a hand on her neck, massaging it gently.

"I'll make sure you have a slow death," he snapped.

Once she finally recovered, Emma smirked at him. "I'll hold you onto that when you stand up, which I don't think will happen anytime soon."

"You!"

Jack gritted his teeth. He wanted to do nothing more than to choke her to death. However, due to his paralysis, he had no choice but to sit back on his wheelchair.

"Humph!" Seeing that he failed to stand up, Emma couldn't help but feel disappointed and lucky at the same time.

Given the circumstances, he might just very well trample her to death when he found a way to stand up on his own.

Seeing her expression change, Jack uttered, "Do you think you can leave once I recovered?"

Emma raised an eyebrow. "What do you want me to do then? Coddle you to death?" "Stay here!" he demanded.

"What?"

"You made me cripple, didn't you? The least you can do is stay here."

"I..." She was speechless for a while. Once she processed his demand, she quickly sat beside him silently.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."

Emma hummed indignantly and went to help him get on the bed.

Jack's face grew colder and colder by the second.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in." A haunting voice sounded from the door the moment Emma got Jack to lie on the bed. She clenched her fists. It was none other than Beryl.

'What the hell is she doing here?'

Ignoring Beryl, she quickly assisted Jack by pulling up the covers. However, he grabbed her wrists. "Who's she?"

The mere presence of the unknown woman irritated him.

"She came for me. Go get some rest," Emma whispered.

Jack didn't move, as if waiting for her to do the introductions.

Seeing that she could do nothing about it, Emma sighed and gave up. Beryl strutted towards them. She glanced at Jack's legs before looking back at him. "Mr. Jack, don't blame me for not telling you," she said snidely. "Everybody knows how much of a slut Emma is. She has hooked up with countless of men by now."

"Shut up, Beryl." Emma gritted her teeth.

Her words, however, irritated Beryl to no end. Beryl turned to glare at her. "Shut up? I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong? For you, hooking up is as simple as snapping your fingers," she retorted. She gazed up at Jack. "Mr. Jack, if you really want this loose woman, then–"

Slap!

Before Beryl could even finish her words,

Jack slapped his hard on her face.

Beryl stumbled to the ground. From the impact, Jack also fell due to his legs not being able to support him. Emma held him right on time. He gripped onto her arms by instinct.

She carried him back to the bed.

Jack already sat back, his face showing no trace of remorse. He glared at Beryl who shivered when his eyes connected with hers. "Get out!" He exploded.

She trembled at the sound of his voice. Without another word, she turned away.

Although he was crippled, his voice was enough to deter her away.

However, right when she was about to exit, Beryl stopped. "She just had sex with my man in the parking lot four hours ago!" she snapped, pointing a finger at Emma. "I saw it with my own eyes." If she hadn't seen Emma and Michael quarreling with each other in the parking lot, she wouldn't have come to say such mean words.

"She's a slut!" If looks could kill, Emma would've already been ten feet under.

"Fuck off!" Emma roared, having enough of the woman's lies. Finally, Beryl left.

The tension in the room was so thick that she could cut a knife with it.

Emma took a deep breath. "I..."

"Sex? Didn't you have enough today?" Jack pulled her over and they both fell down onto the bed. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "I didn't know you were that horny. Is it like snapping your fingers then? Do you want me to strangle you?"

"She was lying! Ah!"

He didn't even bother to hear her explanation as he went inside her.

After a long time of incessant pounding and groaning, he finally pulled out of her. Her eyes rolled back, as if she was about to faint.

Right at the moment, footsteps sounded outside of their door. Hurriedly, Emma jumped out of the bed and fixed her clothes. However, that didn't stop her legs from trembling after the act.

She glanced at Jack, furrowing her eyebrows when she saw how well-dressed he was.

'Was this man just pretending to be paralyzed? Why the hell is he so... strong? Is he faking it?

Has his legs finally recovered?'

Finally, once she was all properly dressed, Beck Yang walked into the ward. He was none other than Jack's assistant.

"Madam!" He greeted Emma politely. Although she was the one who caused Jack's accident, Beck Yang could see how determined she was in taking care of his boss.

"Hello!" she responded, still a bit flushed.

'Does he know what happened?' she thought.

"Where are the documents I asked you to bring?" Jack asked. He then glanced at Emma, an unreadable expression flashing in his gaze.

Noticing that it was time for her to leave, Emma turned around, only to be grabbed by Jack.

"Stop! Where are you going?" he questioned.

"I'm going to the doctor," she snapped. "You guys need some space."

Given Beck Yang's presence, they would most likely talk about the Ouyang Family. She was just an outsider, so she thought that it would be best that she didn't hear it.

"You've just talked to the doctor earlier. With that kind of memory, maybe you're the one who should be wheeled to the psychiatric department." He taunted her. A sneer slipped its way into his lips. His voice was filled with mockery.

Jack couldn't help but feel annoyed. Throughout her entire stay, Emma tried to leave him several times. All he wanted to do was tie her down to the bed posts so that she wouldn't leave. 'Asshole!'

Emma gritted her teeth as she headed to the bathroom, wanting nothing more than to leave the two alone.

"Are you deaf?" he yelled out, clenching his fists.

'Did she just ignore me?' he thought. Emma stopped herself, trying to calm down.

She wasn't in the mood to argue with the patient.

Without another word, she walked back towards the two men unwillingly. It was as if Jack was holding a gun to her head.

Her face showed obvious displeasure at his request.

She had no interest in listening to their conversation!

"Give me the file." Jack stretched out his hand.

Beck Yang bowed his head. "This is the sales data of the Noah Technology for the last two years."

Seeing that he still didn't hand over the folder, Jack raised his head. "What?" Beck glanced at Emma.

"Go ahead. It's not as if she's intelligent enough to interpret this." Jack waved his hand. Emma glared at him.

'The only reason he kept me here was to make fun of me.

The nerve of this man!'

"Boss, your younger brother, will be announced as the heir of the family. It was said that he might take over the Ouyang Group on your father's birthday next month."

"And?" Jack shrugged as if his assistant had just stated the weather report. He just looked over the financial reports nonchalantly.

"Well,

I guess these are okay." Jack handed back the folder to Beck. "I'm not interested in the Ouyang Group. I'd prefer if you don't speak to me about it again."

'As if the man's not part of the Ouyang Family!

Does he not care about being the heir at all?'

Emma thought. She couldn't help but realize how the man was much more complex than she had first thought.

He was a man with many secrets, that was for sure.

"Understood!" Beck bowed his head. However, he couldn't help but stare in disbelief at his boss's comments on the revenue they had garnered in the last two years. When was 14.5 billion in profits considered just as 'okay'?