Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 795

Chapter 795

In the middle of the night, Noah went to the apartment where he and Emma lived, but when he got there, there was no one in the pitch-black house.

Noah's expression turned more grim.

He called Emma a dozen times before she answered the phone.

"Emma, why are you not at home?" Noah asked in an irritated tone.

Emma sneered, "I'm at the hospital. You broke my finger. Can't I have it checked?"

When he heard her response, guilt swelled within him.

"Which hospital are you at? I'll go over to you now."

"There's no need for you to come. I'm heading back."

With that, Emma ended the call.

Glancing at the phone screen, Noah felt a little lost, but he didn't think he had done anything wrong. Everything he did was for the future of him and Emma. He believed she would understand his current intentions once he got to expand Walker Group and give Emma everything she wanted.

Emma came back with a pale face, and her hand was bandaged thickly.

"Emma, how are you?" Noah held her hand, his heart aching. "Did the doctor say your finger will heal?"

"You stomped it to pieces. The doctor said that there is no possibility of recovery, so I received a finger transplant. How does it look? It fits perfectly, right?" Emma took back her hand, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Noah put on a pained expression. "Emma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just pretending in front of Steph, but I didn't really intend to break your finger. Nevertheless, it's all right now. The transplanted finger looks perfect, so I don't feel as guilty now."

Emma's eyes flickered with mockery.

She also lost the affection she once had in the past. To her surprise, Oscar had kept his promise. Shortly after she left, a sum of money had been transferred to her account. With the money, she could change her identity and go abroad. When I make myself stronger with this money, I'll return to the country again, witness Noah's downfall, and watch him as he grovels and begs for my forgiveness.

"Noah, I'm tired. I just want to go upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense," Emma said petulantly.

Feeling somewhat flustered, Noah grabbed her hand and asked, "Emma, what do you mean?"

"I mean, I don't want to play hide-and-seek with a good- for-nothing loser like you anymore," she derided.

His countenance changed as he gritted his teeth. "Who did you call a loser?"

Emma looked at him disdainfully and uttered word by word, "Is there anyone else here besides the two of us? You keep saying that you love me, but you didn't even dare to let out a fart in front of Stephanie. You even broke my finger. What else could you be if not a loser?"

Noah's face contorted in fury as he grabbed her neck and said agitatedly, "Don't call me a loser. I'm doing all this for our future."

Having been lifted off her feet, Emma slapped his hands vigorously. However, she didn't expect the grip on her neck to become even tighter. Before long, she lost consciousness.

snap back to his senses and let go of

murmuring in a state of shock, "Impossible. This is impossible. How can someone

in his pocket

that it was Stephanie calling him. After taking a look at Emma, who was lying on the ground, he

the other end of the

that b*tch? I'll go

you wanted to eat some before you went to sleep earlier? I drove around but couldn't find any. I'll go back now. Stay at home, okay?

you at home. I know you won't have the guts to go

Noah hung up the

lying on the ground. With a somewhat sad tone, he said, "Emma, don't blame me. I didn't do that on purpose. I will come back again once I placate Steph. I don't

Unexpectedly, Emma, who was supposed to be dead, opened her eyes slowly and watched him leave, a sense of hatred

than I thought. If Stephanie hadn't called him, God knows what he would do to me while I was playing possum just now. This man is so scary! We've been together

then ran upstairs to pack her things before smashing the mirrors and chairs in the bedroom and destroying everything else, making the

was done, she pulled her suitcase with her and

overnight and called Oscar at ten o'clock

I'm really sorry. I want to leave as soon as possible. I wonder if the alternate identity you arranged for me is ready? Noah wanted to kill me last night. If I stay here, I will die at his hands sooner or later. You are the only one who can help me

indifferently, "Where

told him the

and I'll

up, Emma stared at the phone. She was on pins and needles as she had no idea what Oscar would do. I can't trust

Oscar wanted to kill her, he only needed to give his order. He wouldn't

calmed

that was why she was

this way, please," said the

before going into the café with him. There was no one else in the store except the servers. She figured Oscar must have booked the entire

upstairs, that person opened a door

someone to bring me here? Is there anything you want me to

asked someone to bring her some

the pastries,

on the table, Emma

a bite of the pastry and cut to the chase. "Mr. Clinton, if you have any orders for me, just say

over to a window,

continue eating. After she ate about five pieces of pastries,

"Mr. Clinton, I can't figure out why you're helping me. In my opinion, you have absolutely no reason to do that,

pawn, so why do I have to take action myself? You said over the phone that Noah wanted to kill you, so I'm wondering if you want to seek revenge on your heartless lover. If you do, I can send you abroad to get training. When you become competent enough to fight against Noah, I'll let you return. Then, you'll deal with Noah yourself. I think things

you're just a pawn I can take advantage of," Oscar

using someone, you're still so frank. Compared

identity for you, and you can go abroad right now. Someone will pick you up there and give you a series of plans in detail. I hope you don't let me down. After all, I want to watch you guys fight among yourselves," he remarked

him. In fact, she was willing to become his mistress if he wanted. Oscar obviously understood the meaning behind her words. He glanced at her contemptuously and said, "Ms. Garcia, if you limit yourself to being someone who only knows how to cling to men, I think it's a shameful waste of time and effort to support you." Emma retrieved her gaze, a trace of embarrassment flashing in her eyes. She lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry. Please ignore what

Garcia, explore the world more, and you'll be more open-minded. Without the support of a man, you can still live a wonderful life. I am still

can see a look of satisfaction in your eyes on the

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