William Parker did not respond but sat there, coldly watching her, his ruthless gaze full of a ruffians demeanor.
"I said I did not betray Grace Adams! Why wont you believe me! If you want to torment me, thats enough, why do you have to hurt Jason Thompson too?"
Emily Thompson had always known that Grace Adams was the apple of William Parkers eye. For such a decisive man, she had let go the moment she left, which was why she married the gentle and caring Jason Thompson.
"April 20th! An anonymous letter clearly described her mission!" William suddenly stood up, gripping her jaw as he questioned, "This mission was the last piece of information you brought back for me! Who else could it be if not you!"
Emilys mind buzzed as she thought back and shook her head, "Its impossible, I didnt..."
She clearly remembered that it was a few months ago when she accepted Jason Thompsons marriage proposal and asked William Parker for resignation. Before leaving, she burned everything related to her, wanting to leave the dark room in Parker Manor cleanly.
The information, it should not have leaked!
"Emily Thompson, do you really think I cant find out about you!" William glared.
Seeing the look in Williams eyes, Emily knew he would not believe her.
Understanding Williams temperament, in order not to let Jason get into trouble, she almost pleaded in a breathy voice, trembling, "I beg you. These things have nothing to do with Jason, he doesnt know anything! I beg you to spare him!"
William stood up, looking down at her with a decisive announcement, "He married you, that has everything to do with him! He treats you well and makes you happy, that has everything to do with him!"
"You!" Emily was so angry that she grabbed something from the side and threw it at William.
William did not dodge, and a red mark appeared on his forehead. He smiled slightly, "Jason Thompsons life, have you thought it through?"
Emily felt despair in Williams calmness and slowly closed her eyes, lying back on the bed with a bitter compromise: "What do you want me to do?"
William smiled with a mysterious expression on his face: "Have you forgotten how you used to work for me?"
"What do you want me to do!" In the hospital rooms light, Emilys face was pale.
William leaned over gently, his thin lips close to her ear, whispering mercilessly, "You say, has Jason Thompson ever seen you licking blood from the blade?"
Emily clenched her fists, the sorrow in her eyes clearly visible...
In the basement of Parker Manor.
It was dimly lit, relying only on a dusty tungsten wall lamp for illumination.
Jason Thompson was tied up, hands and feet bound, on a metal rack, with no one around.
His face was bruised, and his lips were still muttering: "Emily..."
"What are you mumbling about!"
Suddenly, a bowl of water was splashed on Jasons face.
Jason turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, his voice weak: "Who the hell are you? Call William Parker for me."
The soldier saw him dare to be arrogant and punched Jason in the abdomen, each punch making a sound.
After beating him for a while, it seemed not satisfying enough, he bared his teeth, rubbed his fists, took off the whip hanging on the wall, and with a swish, he struck.
"Crack—!"
The crisp sound of the whip cutting through the skin echoed in the basement.
Jason bit his teeth and clenched his fists to hold back; he was a soldier! A soldier with iron will! No matter how painful or difficult, he couldnt hum!
"You have quite the skin on you, no wonder you made it to the rank of Lieutenant. Come, let me show you whats what!"
Not far away, the sound of military boots on the wet ground could be heard, and someone shouted, "Commander."
The sound reached the inside, and the soldier, panting heavily, quickly put away the whip and stood aside at attention.
William Parkers figure slowly emerged from the shadows, his voice heard before he arrived, "Mrs. Thompson asked me to take good care of you."
He walked in and looked at Jasons white shirt, stained with blood, his hands in white gloves clasped in front of his chest, and nodded, "Not bad, taken care of quite well."
"You beast! I took you as a brother! But you are worse than an animal—!" Jason roared, his eyes red.
He had once genuinely liked this elegant and approachable Commander, who would make not too light not too heavy jokes, would thoughtfully help him out of trouble, and would forgive him time and time again.
Until now, Jason couldnt believe he would treat him like this, the blood of his wife stabbing into his heart, causing unbearable pain.
"But thats because you dont know Emily Thompson very well," William said, stepping forward, his sharp gaze colliding with his, his magnetic voice only cold, "You know what? The woman you hold in your palm is just a blood-stained scorpion."
"Impossible!" Jason denied him without a moments hesitation.
The Emily Thompson he knew was someone who was easy to get angry, but also easy to be happy. She cherished her few friends and was also filial to his parents.
As for her previous identity? Jason frowned, he met her in Parker Manor.
At that time, Emily Thompson was wearing a bright dress, but her eyes were lonely. Everyone said that this woman was looking up to Commander in Parker Manor, but unfortunately, that persons gaze never stayed.
For such rumors, Jason absolutely didnt believe them. What kind of person Emily was, others might not know, but he was clear!
Seeing Jasons firm appearance, William seemed a bit annoyed, but this emotion also disappeared in a flash, tilted his head, and was full of ruffians air: "What kind of person she is, you will know soon! I hope she wont disappoint you too much..."
In the deep basement, the roar that made Jason Thompson go crazy echoed continuously.
He looked at William Parkers receding figure, struggling with the rack, and kept shouting: "William Parker, if you dare to hurt Emily again, I will definitely send you to hell... You beast!"
"Crack—!"
The crisp sound of the whip rang out again in the basement, and for this symphony, the smile on the corner of Williams mouth expressed his mood at the moment.
You should know that he became such a demon, all forced by Emily Thompson!
Parker Manor.
In order to save Jason Thompson, Emily Thompson persuaded Mrs. Thompson to insist on being discharged from the hospital.
The black fishnet hat covered her still pale face, standing in front of the desk, the various mixed emotions that had been here before were constantly devouring her, and the pain in her heart was even more intense.
William looked at Emily with satisfaction, sitting on the soft chair by the window, pointing to the phone on the round table with his chin.
"Do this well, and I will let you see him."
"Oh, by the way." He got up and approached, his white glove spread out, a pair of broken diamond earrings lying in his palm, "I think this must be yours, found on that bed."
Emilys feet softened, and she stood firm, not daring to think back to that night, otherwise she would choose to commit suicide immediately, or kill "him" and then commit suicide.
Emily forced herself under Williams gaze, took the broken diamond and held it in her hand, hidden in her heart!
In her mind, Jason Thompsons doting voice echoed in her ear: "What kind of carat do you want in the future? I will buy one for you to wear on your hand, so that you cant lift your hand because its too heavy!"
Jason Thompsons smiling expression could always let her see the hope and beauty of life, such a pure and kind man, she was reluctant to let him get hurt, any sin should be borne by her!
Emily pursed her lips, her fingers wrapped in black lace, and dialed a series of numbers, connected three times, hung up three times, until the fourth time, someone answered but didnt speak.
"How is the family?" Emily said the code words with a gloomy expression.
"Im fine, I want to go home and have a look." The other partys answer was very ordinary, and there was no fluctuation.
"This Saturday, see you at the old place."