A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily referred to him that way because she wanted to show him her respect and appreciation. She said, "Thank you for letting me live here, Mr. Victor. For everything, the medical equipment, the money, the doctor. It must cost a fortune. Here's all the money on me. I know it's not enough but please accept it as a sign of my gratitude."

Victor's head was still drooped and still wasn't speaking. As Emily walked towards him and right away, she smelled the stench of alcohol.

'Victor's drunk?' Emily thought.

Emily hesitated to move closer to him when Victor suddenly snapped his head up, and his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her, "Emily?"

"Yes, it's me, Mr. Victor," Emily said. Emily just simply said out of concern, "You're drunk, Mr. Victor."

Just as Emily was about to turn around to find the servant to help Victor, Victor grabbed Emily by her arm and dragged her back.

"Ah!" Emily shrieked. Next thing she knew she was on her back at the sofa, she screamed, "Mr. Victor! Victor! What are you doing?"

Victor's eyes were gleaming with meaning. He was sobering up now but it was replaced with a look that Emily couldn't read.

"Emily..." Victor said.

"Mr. Victor..." Emily said. Emily didn't know why but she had a bad feeling about this. She tried to wriggle free but it didn't work. She warned him, "Stop it! Right now! Or I'm going to scream!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Victor had his hands wrapped around her neck.

"It's so unfair! Why are you alive? Anne's dead! Anne! My Anne..." He looked like a madman as he continued to mumble Anne's name aimlessly.

Emily didn't expect this at all. She gripped her hands on his, trying to break it off from her neck but her face was already red all over and she was finding it difficult to breathe and speak, "Stop... Stop... stop this..." she choked.

But Victor just tightened his grip around her neck - his bloodshot eyes gleaming with anger, he screamed, "Why didn't you die! This is all your fault! If it weren't for you, Anne would still be alive!"

now and she couldn't breathe now. Her blue and purple

listened to her. I should have let her have the surgery! Your heart should've been hers! Emily, it's you! It was you who killed Anne! You

was telling the truth. It was true that Anne might still be alive today

streaming down her face now. Her mind was spinning and she couldn't breathe.

not my fault!' Emily screamed in her

which she felt guilty for, and she wished Anne was still alive today. But that didn't mean that Victor could blame

for her to still

born to sacrifice

a human with flesh and soul. Nobody had the right

his choke on her. The cold air that came rushing through her caused her cough

something had snapped him out of it. He apologized right away, "I'm so sorry! Sorry! I'm

like a fish on land.

you okay? How are you feeling?" Victor asked. Victor reached out to try to rub her back but

was obviously tense and apologetic and guilty. He just kept apologizing over and over

Sorry.

body in his arms when she drew her last breath and the last words that she said to him, "Victor, continue living for me. For my sake. Or else no one's going to visit my grave and give flowers. And remember? You're going to burn paper money, paper houses, and paper cars

think you can find a prettier

and you'll live the

with the world, and that the world would

Emily and was completely manipulated by

fact Emily was still alive while Anne was

so unfair!

thought to herself, 'Victor, could you stop apologizing? If