Emily's hand was frozen in the air.
When she gave herself to Josiah, she had made that sound.
She thought that she had long thought about what they would do inside the room, and that she could be calm when she heard such sounds, but standing in front of the door, her heart still hurt.
The teenager she had once loved so much was no longer hers.
No, he had not belonged to her years ago, and it was she who had let go of his hand.
She knew that she was making a fool of herself if she continued to stand here, but, as if she was possessed, she could not move her feet.
All she could do was listen to the sounds in the room, which were becoming more and more heated and unpleasant to the ears.
Hot tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Elis did not want to let herself cry out, she covered her mouth with all her might, but she still could not control the choking.
Her heart was as if a knife had been stabbed into it, those knives, without sharp edges, so dull, cut into her heart one by one, hurting more and more.
She didn't even know how many hours had passed when the door to the room in front of her, was violently pulled open. Josiah's shirt had several buttons open, obviously looking like he had just done some exercise.
"Emily?"
Josiah's handsome face was tinted with obvious sarcasm, "Haven't you heard enough?!"
"Do you still want to see it? Unfortunately, I don't want Edith's body to be seen by a woman like you!"
Faintly, Emily could see what was going on inside the room.
Edith was lying on a warm bed, covered with a pure white silk quilt, her head hanging slightly, her long black hair falling on her shoulders.
The sourness in Emily's heart grew stronger, she hastily turned her face aside and spoke softly, "Josiah, can I meet Elis?”
The latter words had not yet been spoken when Josiah suddenly turned around and walked back inside the room.
He picked up the clothes that the woman was wearing inside from the floor and smashed it hard on Emily's face.
"Emily, you came over just in time, just in time to help Edith wash her clothes!"
Hearing Josiah's words, Emily couldn't control it anymore and tears rolled down.
When he saw Emily crying, Josiah's eyes did not show the slightest bit of pity, only chilling sarcasm, "Why, do you feel aggrieved?
"Emily, don't always act like I owe you something! You're the one who owes me! I loved you, but you couldn't wait to marry Khalid!"
"No!" Emily shook her head vigorously, if she had the choice, she wouldn't want to marry Khalid.
When Khalid threatened her with Elis and Cassius's lives, she could only be his wife.
The curve of Josiah's lips were full of cruelty, "Don't tell me you didn't marry Khalid!"
"Unfortunately, in the Civil Affairs Bureau's file, your names are clearly recorded, you can't even pretend if you want to!"
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