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!"

face had turned to purple now and she couldn't breathe

her have the surgery! Your heart should've been hers! Emily, it's you!

true that Anne

down her face now. Her

not my fault!' Emily screamed in

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

is it wrong for her to still

she born to sacrifice

was a human with flesh and soul. Nobody had

choke on her. The cold air that came rushing through

was so instant as if something had snapped him out of

like a fish

to rub her back but

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

Sorry.

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 in front of my grave so I can

a good girl! But I don't think you can find a prettier

you'll live the rest of

with the world, and that the world

he broke his promise to her. He hurt Emily and was completely manipulated by

jealous of the fact Emily was still alive while

was so unfair!

lying on the sofa still panting. She was exhausted physically and emotionally and she thought to herself, 'Victor, could you stop apologizing? If you were really sorry,