Chapter 565: I Want You
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Having run out of patience, Jacob said, "Mind your own business!"
His words didn't infuriate Emily. However, she giggled as though she were amused by his outburst.
Suddenly, Jacob noticed that her left hand was bandaged. He paused and frowned. "What happened to your hand?"
Emily drew her injured hand back at once and answered, "Nothing!"
She hastily blurted an answer to Jacob as she felt embarrassed and didn't want him to find out that she had foolishly fallen for Bonnie's trap.
Emily's answer didn't convince Jacob as much as she would have liked. He strode towards Emily and gripped her arm to force her to reach out her injured hand. He stared at the white gauze, tinted red with blood.
"Spill it! What happened?"
'How foolish is this woman? I go out for a few days on a business trip and you end up hurting yourself like this!' Jacob kept his complaints in his mind.
Emily bit her lip and shook her head slightly.
Her persistence angered Jacob even more and he yelled at her, "Fine! I will check it by myself."
Emily knew how bad her wound was, so she refused at once. "Don't! It's not a big deal. You don't have to..."
"Don't take this the wrong way. I don't really care about you." Flames of anger burned in his eyes, and he continued, "I have eyes and ears everywhere. There's nothing you can hide from me. You've just crossed the line."
Whether it was his business or his subordinates, everyone and everything was under Jacob's control. That also included Bonnie.
However, Emily was an exception.
She was out of his control. He knew nothing about her thoughts and purpose.
This feeling that he had lost control over her displeased him.
His last sentence was nothing compared to the other merciless things she had heard from him before. She held his hand and answered gently, "It's disgusting! I don't want to bother your eyes."
Jacob sneered, outraged by such boldness on Emily's part. "I have to say, the way you are acting now only arouses my suspicion even more. Is it a fake wound? Are you playing this trick to win my sympathy?"
id or said annoyed him now. "I don't have to go slowly anyway," Jacob said.
He widened his eyes as if he was about to press the swab on her wound.
His gesture frightened Emily and she shut her eyes sensing some peculiar presentiment.
But the pain wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.
When she slowly opened her eyes, she noticed that Jacob was still wiping her wound gently. Apparently, he was just testing her.
"I'm sorry. I..."
Before she finished her sentence, Jacob threw away the swab and stood up without any facial expressions. He said, "I'll go and call the doctor."
"You don't have to. I can do it by myself."
"Can you just hold the swab for now?" Jacob concealed the guilt in his chest and mocked her on purpose. "Emily, why do you always lie to me?"
Emily wiped the sweat on her forehead and answered, "I don't need a doctor for this."
"You don't want a doctor?" Jacob frowned with displeasure, and he asked her, "Then who do you want?"
Emily gazed deep into his eyes. Her clear eyes seemed to have the power to read his mind. She answered word by word, "I want you."
Suddenly, it seemed as though the world around them had stopped.
Jacob fell into a trance as the three words echoed in his mind and lit up his senses.
However, he wasn't quite sure of what she had meant. Did she want him to treat her wound, or...
did she want him?
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Having run out of patience, Jacob said, "Mind your own business!"
His words didn't infuriate Emily. However, she giggled as though she were amused by his outburst.
Suddenly, Jacob noticed that her left hand was bandaged. He paused and frowned. "What happened to your hand?"
Emily drew her injured hand back at once and answered, "Nothing!"
She hastily blurted an answer to Jacob as she felt embarrassed and didn't want him to find out that she had foolishly fallen for Bonnie's trap.
Emily's answer didn't convince Jacob as much as she would have liked. He strode towards Emily and gripped her arm to force her to reach out her injured hand. He stared at the white gauze, tinted red with blood.
"Spill it! What happened?"
'How foolish is this woman? I go out for a few days on a business trip and you end up hurting yourself like this!' Jacob kept his complaints in his mind.
Emily bit her lip and shook her head slightly.
Her persistence angered Jacob even more and he yelled at her, "Fine! I will check it by myself."
Emily knew how bad her wound was, so she refused at once. "Don't! It's not a big deal. You don't have to..."
"Don't take this the wrong way. I don't really care about you." Flames of anger burned in his eyes, and he continued, "I have eyes and ears everywhere. There's nothing you can hide from me. You've just crossed the line."
Whether it was his business or his subordinates, everyone and everything was under Jacob's control. That also included Bonnie.
However, Emily was an exception.
She was out of his control. He knew nothing about her thoughts and purpose.
This feeling that he had lost control over her displeased him.
His last sentence was nothing compared to the other merciless things she had heard from him before. She held his hand and answered gently, "It's disgusting! I don't want to bother your eyes."
Jacob sneered, outraged by such boldness on Emily's part. "I have to say, the way you are acting now only arouses my suspicion even more. Is it a fake wound? Are you playing this trick to win my sympathy?"
id or said annoyed him now. "I don't have to go slowly anyway," Jacob said.
He widened his eyes as if he was about to press the swab on her wound.
His gesture frightened Emily and she shut her eyes sensing some peculiar presentiment.
But the pain wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.
When she slowly opened her eyes, she noticed that Jacob was still wiping her wound gently. Apparently, he was just testing her.
"I'm sorry. I..."
Before she finished her sentence, Jacob threw away the swab and stood up without any facial expressions. He said, "I'll go and call the doctor."
"You don't have to. I can do it by myself."
"Can you just hold the swab for now?" Jacob concealed the guilt in his chest and mocked her on purpose. "Emily, why do you always lie to me?"
Emily wiped the sweat on her forehead and answered, "I don't need a doctor for this."
"You don't want a doctor?" Jacob frowned with displeasure, and he asked her, "Then who do you want?"
Emily gazed deep into his eyes. Her clear eyes seemed to have the power to read his mind. She answered word by word, "I want you."
Suddenly, it seemed as though the world around them had stopped.
Jacob fell into a trance as the three words echoed in his mind and lit up his senses.
However, he wasn't quite sure of what she had meant. Did she want him to treat her wound, or...
did she want him?
Having run out of patience, Jacob said, "Mind your own business!"His words didn't infuriate Emily. However, she giggled as though she were amused by his outburst. Suddenly, Jacob noticed that her left hand was bandaged. He paused and frowned. "What happened to your hand?"Emily drew her injured hand back at once and answered, "Nothing!"She hastily blurted an answer to Jacob as she felt embarrassed and didn't want him to find out that she had foolishly fallen for Bonnie's trap. Emily's answer didn't convince Jacob as much as she would have liked. He strode towards Emily and gripped her arm to force her to reach out her injured hand. He stared at the white gauze, tinted red with blood. "Spill it! What happened?"'How foolish is this woman? I go out for a few days on a business trip and you end up hurting yourself like this!' Jacob kept his complaints in his mind. Emily bit her lip and shook her head slightly. Her persistence angered Jacob even more and he yelled at her, "Fine! I will check it by myself."Emily knew how bad her wound was, so she refused at once. "Don't! It's not a big deal. You don't have to...""Don't take this the wrong way. I don't really care about you." Flames of anger burned in his eyes, and he continued, "I have eyes and ears everywhere. There's nothing you can hide from me. You've just crossed the line."Whether it was his business or his subordinates, everyone and everything was under Jacob's control. That also included Bonnie. However, Emily was an exception. She was out of his control. He knew nothing about her thoughts and purpose. This feeling that he had lost control over her displeased him. His last sentence was nothing compared to the other merciless things she had heard from him before. She held his hand and answered gently, "It's disgusting! I don't want to bother your eyes."Jacob sneered, outraged by such boldness on Emily's part. "I have to say, the way you are acting now only arouses my suspicion even more. Is it a fake wound? Are you playing this trick to win my sympathy?"id or said annoyed him now. "I don't have to go slowly anyway," Jacob said. He widened his eyes as if he was about to press the swab on her wound. His gesture frightened Emily and she shut her eyes sensing some peculiar presentiment. But the pain wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. When she slowly opened her eyes, she noticed that Jacob was still wiping her wound gently. Apparently, he was just testing her. "I'm sorry. I..."Before she finished her sentence, Jacob threw away the swab and stood up without any facial expressions. He said, "I'll go and call the doctor.""You don't have to. I can do it by myself.""Can you just hold the swab for now?" Jacob concealed the guilt in his chest and mocked her on purpose. "Emily, why do you always lie to me?"Emily wiped the sweat on her forehead and answered, "I don't need a doctor for this.""You don't want a doctor?" Jacob frowned with displeasure, and he asked her, "Then who do you want?"Emily gazed deep into his eyes. Her clear eyes seemed to have the power to read his mind. She answered word by word, "I want you."Suddenly, it seemed as though the world around them had stopped. Jacob fell into a trance as the three words echoed in his mind and lit up his senses. However, he wasn't quite sure of what she had meant. Did she want him to treat her wound, or... did she want him?
