Emily Snow awoke as if from a nightmare, her dry throat aching, her voice hoarse: "Water... water... cough, cough."
"Stay still, let me help you. Fortunately, your wound isnt deep; with some rest, it wont leave a scar," John River carefully fed her water.
John River was not only a doctor but also a close friend of Ethan Hunt.
He looked at Emily Snow with pity: "Youve been unconscious for three days. Ive rented a house for your mother in a neighborhood on Willow Road. Ill take you there once youre better."
He didnt know how to comfort Emily Snow; he knew she had a crush on Ethan Hunt, but he couldnt help but get closer to her.
"Xiaotian, thank you. Ill pay you back for the rent," Emily Snow thought she had become strong enough after all the torment she had suffered, but when she heard his words, tears welled up in her eyes.
He was the first person to dare to help her family after the incident.
This precious kindness was hard for her to refuse.
"You dont have to thank me, just rest well."
John River sighed.
During Emily Snows coma, Ethan Hunt never visited her even once; only John River insisted on coming every morning to check her physical recovery.
Emily Snow glanced at the wall clock, slowly got up, and moved to the window, looking up at the distant sky, calculating that there were still half a month until her fathers trial.
All her resistance and counterattacks had led to no progress in the evidence of the murder case of Grace Heart. Now penniless, she couldnt even afford a lawyer.
She couldnt just watch her father be imprisoned with an unjust accusation!
After dinner, Emily Snow told the housekeeper, Zhang Ma, that she wanted to go to bed early and sent her away. Then she secretly fled from the villa.
Her thin figure wandered through the bustling city. The only valuable thing she had was a crystal diamond necklace, a gift from Ethans grandmother for her 18th birthday.
With no other choice, she hesitated in front of the pawnshop and finally pawned the crystal diamond necklace, finally having 10,000 yuan in cash in hand.
She didnt dare to waste time, went to the bank to deposit the money, and hurried to the Royal Amusement Club.
The clubs manager, Blue Manager, was familiar with her and sympathized with her familys plight, arranging for her to work as a waitress here without asking too many questions.
From 18:00 every evening to 2:00 in the early morning, the salary was paid daily, and occasionally there were extra tips. She understood all this; compared to before, she had only changed from a customer to a waitress.
After three days, seeing the numbers on her bank card, she was still 5,000 short of the lawyers fees, but she believed she could gather enough before the trial.
As usual, Emily Snow waited for Zhang Ma to leave, then quietly looked around after tiptoeing to the door. After making sure no one was around, she closed the door, only to bump into a solid chest as she turned around.
"Where do you think youre going?!" Ethan Hunt angrily dragged Emily Snow back to the bed.
He flung a stack of photos that fluttered down at Emily Snow.
In the photos, she was smiling while serving in her maids uniform, and there were some ambiguous scenes mixed in.
"Since you know this is my working time, please let Mr. Hunt pass," she said, with no need to hide anything. She was working legitimately to earn money, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.
"Are you that desperate? Cant wait to offer yourself?!" Ethan Hunt couldnt suppress his anger.
The sharp words pierced her heart.
Emily Snow turned her face away, not wanting to look at him.
"Thats how you see it, then so be it," she said, knowing that when one is accused without reason, theres no defense to be made. Everything stemmed from him.
Ethan Hunt looked at her unyielding face, took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of banknotes, and threw them at Emily Snows face, and said furiously, "Ill take over your nights from now on."