Chapter 67
Susanna and Emma had treated Cerys to a meal the last time, so Cerys wanted to take them out to dinner too.
She gave Emma a call, but when the call connected, she heard the loud slamming of a door, followed by a man‘s raging screams.
Cerys got a fright and quickly checked in on Emma. “What‘s happening?”
“Nothing much. A drunkard‘s making a ruckus out in the corridor. What‘s up?” Emma replied calmly.
“Are you free tonight? I want to invite you and Susanna out to dinner–“Before Cerys could finish her sentence, she heard thundering sounds of someone kicking the door over the phone, and she was startled once again.
“I‘m afraid not, Cerys. I‘m not free today. Why don‘t we meet up some other time?” Emma‘s voice trembled slightly as she rejected the offer courteously.
“Alright, but are you sure everything‘s fine over there?” Cerys asked.
“Yeah, everything‘s fine. I‘m hanging up now,” Emma answered before ending the call.
However, just before the call dropped, Cerys could hear the sound of a man screaming again. “Emma Yates, open the door right now!”
Cerys had a gut feeling that Emma was in trouble.
She sat in her office in thought before suddenly jumping to her feet.
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That man‘s voice… She suspected that it was Emma‘s older brother, Simon. Cerys knew about Emma and Trevor‘s history together, so naturally, she knew that Simon would be up to no good.
She had heard about Emma transferring all of her savings to Simon and her father, Steven Yates, before leaving the country. Emma had done so for the sake of cutting all ties with the two.
Even though Emma never mentioned it to Cerys or anyone else, Cerys could tell from the voice in that phone call that Simon was hounding Emma again.
Cerys went straight to Trevor‘s office and knocked before rushing in. “Mr. Bateson, I think Emma is in trouble.”
“Why do you say that?” Trevor took his attention off work and frowned at Cerys.
“I was giving her a call earlier and I heard someone trying to kick down her door. I think that could‘ve been… Simon Yates.”
The moment Cerys said Simon‘s name, Trevor leaped to his feet.
He knew better than everyone just how greedy, shameless, and unscrupulous Simon was. If he went looking for Emma, then it would be only for one thing–money.
With the state that Emma was in right now, there was no way she could give the man any money.
When Emma had been Mrs. Bateson, it was Trevor who had to deal with Simon and Steven‘s botromless greed.
To him, the money that he gave to that father and son duo every month was nothing more than spare change.
However, to Emma, it would be akin to a nightmare.
Hah! She got herself into this when she insisted on getting a divorce and abandoning her status as Mrs. Bateson!
That might have been what Trevor thought, but he still got his keys and said, “I‘ll go over and take a look.”
“I‘ll come with you,” Cerys said.
She was well aware of how much of a poor communicator her boss was whenever he had to talk to Emma, so she decided to follow along and smooth things over if necessary. W
By the time Trevor and Cerys arrived at Emma‘s house, they found that the police were there too. Once they got to Emma‘s doorstep, they saw two policemen restraining Simon, who was still screaming his head off, while two other policemen were talking to Emma.
There were a few neighbors from units on the same floor who came out to observe the commotion, but they were beginning to leave after being advised to by the policemen.
Trevor did not spare Simon a glance. He greeted the two policemen with a grave expression, “Hello, officers. My name is Trevor Bateson. I‘m a friend of the owner of this apartment and I came over to see what was going on.”
It would be hard to find someone in Jonestown who did not know who Trevor Bateson was, so the moment he said his name, the two policemen whipped out their smiles at once.
“I sec, Mr. Bateson. Please go right ahead.‘ The two policemen stepped aside and dragged Simon along with them to clear a path for Trevor.
When Simon saw that Trevor had come, he was shocked into silence.
A year ago, Emma had sent him and their father a message to inform them that she and Trevor had gotten a divorce. She theni wired them some money and disappeared without a trace.
Simon and Steven had thrown a raging fit at the fact that she divorced Trevor, whom they had regarded as their personal bank account.
When they could not get in touch with Emma, they decided to look for Trevor and tried to kick up a fuss, but Trevor silenced them by brandishing the divorce certificate at them.
They intended to demand a sum of money from Trevor, but he simply instructed the guards to throw them out.
Simon was over the moon right now as he never thought he would get to see Trevor today, so much so that he forgot what he was going on about.
As soon as Trevor entered the apartment, he spotted Emma standing in the middle of the living room. She was wearing a set of white loungewear; her face was pale, and her shoulders were shaking as she answered the police officer‘s questions.
She spoke with her eyes lowered and one hand against her waist.
Trevor looked down to her waist and saw a large footprint, after which he figured that Simon must have kicked her.
She must still be in pain, or otherwise, she would not be holding her waist right now.
When Trevor recalled her slender frame, he felt a growing urge to wring Simon‘s neck.
How could Simon be this cruel? How could he have kicked Emma like that? She was his sister!
Trevor had a younger sister too. At that moment, he considered Simon a complete monster.
Emma was shocked to see that Trevor had come, but immediately, her shock was replaced with awkwardness and humiliation.
Why was he always showing up whenever she was in such mortifying and miserable
situations?
Were the heavens trying to aid Trevor by feeding him with enough fodder to mock her time and time again?
Furthermore, Simon and Steven were the reasons why she had never been able to hold her head up high when she was with Trevor.
Emma averted her eyes in chagrin because she did not want to face him. During the call with Cerys earlier, she tried her best to pretend like nothing happened because she did not want Trevor to know about this.
However, in the end
The police officer who was questioning Emma greeted Trevor and tried to clarify, “May I know what your relationship is?”
“She‘s my friend.”
“We‘re not acquainted.”
Both of them gave completely different answers.
The police officer did not know what to say as he glanced back and forth between
them.
Trevor clenched his jaw and glared at Emma. She says we‘re not acquainted! What an ungrateful woman. Has she forgollen who helped her to gain revenge by teaching Joseph and the rest a lesson?!
“Hey, Trevor!” Simon snapped out of his daze and yelled excitedly. “Trevor, my brother–in–law!”
Emma had a mortified expression as she looked for a hole that she could jump in to escape this awkward situation. She had remained calm ever since the police arrived, but she immediately hobbled over and shrieked at Simon, “Shut up!”
She and Trevor had been divorced for an entire year now, so why was Simon still addressing Trevor that way?
His actions had incinerated all hope of her maintaining her last shred of dignity in front of Trevor. Also, she did not want anyone else to know that she and Trevor were once married.
She did not want others to know that she was a divorcee.
Others would surely assume that she must have been greedy and delusional to try and gain Trevor‘s love, and that the divorce was the outcome she brought upon herself and deserved.