3 The Man in the Room

Nathan immediately dialed for an ambulance.

 

The sound of the ambulance echoed downstairs. Each sound seemed to pierce Emily's ears.

 

Nathan carried Sophia into the car, rushing down the stairs without looking back at Emily even once.

 

Carol stood at the door, hands on hips, chest heaving with anger. She instructed the maid to throw all of Emily's belongings out and then pushed her out of the gate.

 

"You wretched woman, how dare you attempt to murder the future heir of our Reed family. Get out, don't ever stay in our house again!"

 

With a loud bang, the villa's gate slowly closed before Emily's eyes.

 

Emily looked at the scattered clothes on the ground, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails almost pierced into her flesh.

 

In truth, she didn't have much belongings. When she married Nathan, besides some basic necessities, she brought nothing else into this villa except for a pair of earrings left by her mother and some basic living supplies. The earrings were her mother's legacy, which she had treasured and kept in a small box.

 

Now, they were rudely thrown out, one lying in the muddy grass, the other nowhere to be found.

 

At that moment, her phone rang.

 

She answered, "Hello?"

 

"Emily, I just saw Nathan at the hospital! He's actually with another woman..."

 

"He's with my cousin Sophia," she sighed bitterly. "I already know."

 

The voice on the other end belonged to her longtime friend Olivia.

 

Olivia's father was the hospital's director. Due to Carol's loud voice at the hospital entrance during the day, Olivia's father already knew what had happened.

 

So Olivia called Emily to check if she was okay.

 

"Emily..." Olivia sensed something was off in her voice and spoke cautiously, "Don't be too sad. Where are you now? I'll come pick you up. I'll accompany you."

 

Olivia arrived quickly. Her red sports car skidded to a stop in front of the Reed family villa.

 

When Olivia saw Emily, she had already gathered all her scattered belongings and packed them into a small suitcase. Emily sat alone at the flowerbed by the crossroads, her head hung low, looking like an abandoned child.

 

"Olivia, you're here..." she stood up, forcing a smile.

 

Olivia's eyes immediately reddened, "Are you being silly? I tried to stop you from marrying Nathan, but you wouldn't listen."

 

Emily smiled wryly after hearing that, "Yes, I brought this upon myself."

 

Olivia felt heartbroken, helping her into the car. "Let's not talk about this now. I'll take you somewhere to rest."

 

"Olivia, I want to drink," Emily looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror and said softly.

 

Seeing her in such a state, Sophia knew she wanted to drown her sorrows. She nodded, "Alright."

 

The car stopped at the entrance of a bar.

 

Olivia was a regular here. She took Emily to a familiar seat and ordered a bottle of liquor.

 

Emily grabbed the bottle and started drinking.

 

"Hey...slow down. You're not used to drinking such strong alcohol..."

 

Emily smiled, warm tears sliding from the corners of her eyes, "It's okay, I'm happy."

 

"You happy my foot!" Olivia was worried. The bar was a complex environment. They were two girls. If Emily got too drunk, she might encounter danger.

 

Olivia called a waiter, "Please take this lady to room 2301."

 

2301 was the room Olivia had booked. It would be safer for them to drink in the room.

 

Emily drank a lot of alcohol and soon felt dizzy. Her head was heavy and her thoughts were muddled. She only remembered Olivia patting her hand and saying, "Don't drink anymore. If you keep drinking like this, you'll get alcohol poisoning. I'll buy you some tablets to ease the alcohol. I'll be right back. Wait for me in my room, okay?"

 

Emily nodded. She was helped by the waiter, taken to the elevator, and entered a room, collapsing onto the bed.

 

The room was dark and quiet. Under the influence of alcohol, Emily's head was hot and throbbing. She could barely see anything with her eyes. She stumbled to the bedside and lay down.

 

"Oh..."

 

A warm body covered hers. A hot and aggressive kiss landed on her face. She was suddenly surrounded by the faint smell of a cigar.

 

There was a man!!!

 

Emily froze instantly, wanting to push him away, "Who are you?! How did you get in here?"

 

She heard the man chuckle lowly, then whisper in her ear in a deep voice, "Be with me, I'll help you get revenge, take back what should have been yours. How about it?"

 

The man's hands were cool, from Emily's buttocks to her thighs and then to her chest. Wherever his hands roamed, Emily felt her body getting hotter.

 

"Uh...oh..." Emily wanted to refuse, but the man's touch and the seduction of alcohol made her moan.

 

"I won't let you regret it." After the man finished speaking, he entered her body.

 

Emily experienced feelings she had never felt before. A tingling and comfortable sensation spread throughout her body. She instinctively tightened her legs around the man's waist.

 

...

 

When Emily woke up, she almost doubted if it was just a dream.

Outside the window, it remained dark, pressing down oppressively, making it hard to breathe.

 

Olivia was on the verge of madness. She couldn't find Emily, couldn't get through on the phone. Moreover, the hotel's surveillance was down for the day, and she was almost in tears from frustration.

 

Just as she was about to call the police, she heard a voice behind her.

 

"Olivia , I'm here."

 

Olivia turned to see Emily, breathing a sigh of relief. Leading Emily into the room, she was still angry. "Was that waiter deaf? I clearly said room 2301, how did he take you to room 2307? I thought I lost you."

 

Emily glanced at the time on her phone. It was two in the morning.

 

Emily's body was sore, her head felt like it was about to explode. "Maybe the bar was too noisy, and the waiter didn't hear properly."

 

Olivia said, "As long as you're okay. Here, take these tablets and milk."

 

After taking the tablets, Emily felt much better.

 

Emily's phone rang. It was a call from Nathan.

 

Did Nathan finally remember to check on her?

 

She answered, "Hello?"

 

"Where are you?" Nathan questioned coldly.

 

Emily replied just as coldly, "That's none of your business."

 

Nathan paused, "Tomorrow morning, we'll go through with the divorce proceedings. Then you can do whatever you want, be as promiscuous as you like."

 

"Promiscuous?" Her mind went blank.

 

"My mom said she saw you being picked up by a luxury car. Emily, I didn't expect you to have already found a new man. I underestimated you."

 

Emily rolled her eyes, "The person who picked me up was Olivia... Forget it, you won't believe anything I say anyway."

 

She hung up the phone. At that moment, Emily suddenly felt that this relationship was meaningless.

 

She had encountered someone who didn't love her. No matter what she did or said, she was always wrong.

 

In Nathan's eyes, she wasn't even worthy of his trust.

 

It was ridiculous.

 

Olivia said, "Don't worry, divorce isn't a big deal. This marriage of yours isn't worth continuing. You're so beautiful, you'll definitely find a better man."

 

In the hospital, Nathan looked at his phone screen, somewhat surprised.

 

This was the first time Emily had hung up on him.

 

Sophia held Nathan's hand, "Is Emily okay?"

 

"She should be. She's with Sophia."

 

Sophia nodded, "Then I'll feel relieved. Nathan, thank goodness our child is okay, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do..."

 

Speaking of the child, Nathan's heart softened instantly.

 

"Don't worry, with me here, no one will harm you and the child."

 

"Yeah," Sophia obediently nodded, "Nathan, what happened between us must have hit Emily hard. I feel guilty."

 

The smile on Nathan's face faded a bit, "Don't think too much, rest well. The nanny is here to take care of you. I have to go back to the office to deal with some matters."

 

"Alright, drive safely. Both me and the baby love you."

 

Watching Nathan leave, Sophia took out a phone from her handbag and made a call.

 

As soon as the call connected, Sophia eagerly asked, "Where are the photos? It's already past the time we agreed on, why haven't you sent the photos to my email yet?"