Burning Pleasure

Jake Thompson kicked Emily Wilson to the ground, his sharp eyes narrowing, his voice cold and deep, "Emily Wilson, Ill ask you one last time, will you divorce or not?"

"Jake Thompson, are you really so ruthless? You can hurt me, but do you not want your child either?" Emily Wilson struggled to get up from the ground.

She clutched Jake Thompsons hand tightly, her voice full of sorrow as she begged humbly, "Can we wait until the child is born? He cant grow up without a good environment. I beg you... I beg you not to divorce now..." Emily Wilsons abdomen ached terribly, sweat pouring down like rain.

Jake Thompson clenched his back teeth, broke free from being held, grabbed the back of Emily Wilsons neck, and pulled her forcefully back.

"Emily Wilson, dont forget, the only reason I married you was because you saved my grandfather. If it werent for my grandfather, do you think I would marry a woman as sinister and vicious as you? Humph!"

Jake Thompson snorted disdainfully and said coldly, "The marriage must end! The child must be aborted! I will never allow my child to have your filthy blood in their veins, never."

Jake Thompson stared fiercely at Emily Wilson, his anger seemingly intent on burning her to ashes.

Three years of marriage, except for spending three nights a week at home and occasionally fulfilling marital "duties," most of the time he resisted returning to this home.

He hated Emily Wilson.

He hated how she restricted his freedom, how she made him unable to love whom he wanted.

"Jake Thompson, Ill ask you one question, have you ever loved me? Even for a moment..." Emily Wilson asked him humbly, her face soaked with the pain of endurance.

She stared at Jake Thompson without blinking, the hope in her eyes somehow unable to be concealed.

A flash of disgust passed through his eyes, and he slowly uttered four cold words.

"Never. The one Ive always loved is Sarah Davis."

Hearing Jake Thompsons answer, Emily Wilson was surprisingly calm, lowered her head and chuckled.

She laughed at her youthful ignorance, her foolish devotion, her self-infatuation.

After a while, Emily Wilson raised her head and smiled brightly at Jake Thompson.

Bearing the pain, she tried her best to steady herself.

"Alright, Jake Thompson! Ill divorce you, but you have to hug me, just one last time, and then Ill sign."

Jake Thompsons eyes were as dark as night, and the corners of his thin lips curled up in a mocking smile: "Emily Wilson, youre really cheap."

For a moment, tears streamed down Emily Wilsons face. She couldnt tell whether it was endless heartache or the tearing pain of her body.

Five years of secret love, three years of marriage... a total of eight years of time failed to warm the heart of the person in front of her.

Emily Wilson looked at Jake Thompson, her eyes glistening with tears like broken pearls.

The pain in her lower abdomen made her sweat all over, and when she felt a gush of heat, she suddenly panicked.

The child... her child!

"Save me... save the child in my belly..." Emily Wilson knelt on the ground, clutching her stomach in agony, desperately pleading.

The blood under Emily Wilson had already formed a pool of red, spreading more and more around, and the pain in her abdomen tortured her whole body into convulsions.

Emily Wilson wanted to reach out and grab Jake Thompsons pants, but he dodged aside with a look of disgust.

Emily Wilsons heart suddenly went empty, "I beg you to save him, save my... no, save your child..."

She was afraid that because of herself, Jake Thompson would refuse to save this poor child.

Jake Thompson was unmoved and just looked down at Emily Wilson, who was in unbearable pain.

He slowly picked up the divorce agreement from the table, and said indifferently and distantly, "As long as you sign this, Ill call for help."

Emily Wilsons eyes turned red instantly, and she stared at the indifferent Jake Thompson, never feeling so desperate.

Jake Thompson sneered, "When you sign, Ill call for help. Its up to you whether you wait for the rescue or not."

"... Okay, Ill sign..." In despair, she heard her own hoarse voice, almost inaudible.

Emily Wilson took the divorce agreement handed to her with the remaining strength and signed "Emily Wilson" with all her might.

Blood dyed half of the paper red.

As soon as she finished signing, Jake Thompson snatched the divorce agreement from Emily Wilsons hand.

He immediately called for an ambulance.

He squatted down, grabbed the womans chin, forced her to look at him, and smiled coldly and cruelly.

He said in a cold voice, "Emily Wilson, this is all your own doing! I made the call, whether you can wait for the rescue or not has nothing to do with me!"

After saying that, he left without looking back, his bloody footprints stretching all the way outside.

Emily Wilsons eyes turned red with anger, and the nightmare-like words filled her ears.

Those footprints seemed to be stepping on her heart, grinding her broken heart into ashes.

"Jake Thompson, you devil, I hate you——"

In despair, Emily Wilson shouted at Jake Thompsons back and then fainted.

Jake Thompson, a contract is made, never see each other again!