The Spoiled Girl

Emily referred to him that way because she wanted to show him her respect and appreciation. She said, "Thank you for letting me live here, Mr. Victor. For everything, the medical equipment, the money, the doctor. It must cost a fortune. Here's all the money on me. I know it's not enough but please accept it as a sign of my gratitude."

Victor's head was still drooped and still wasn't speaking. As Emily walked towards him and right away, she smelled the stench of alcohol.

'Victor's drunk?' Emily thought.

Emily hesitated to move closer to him when Victor suddenly snapped his head up, and his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her, "Emily?"

"Yes, it's me, Mr. Victor," Emily said. Emily just simply said out of concern, "You're drunk, Mr. Victor."

Just as Emily was about to turn around to find the servant to help Victor, Victor grabbed Emily by her arm and dragged her back.

"Ah!" Emily shrieked. Next thing she knew she was on her back at the sofa, she screamed, "Mr. Victor! Victor! What are you doing?"

Victor's eyes were gleaming with meaning. He was sobering up now but it was replaced with a look that Emily couldn't read.

"Emily..." Victor said.

"Mr. Victor..." Emily said. Emily didn't know why but she had a bad feeling about this. She tried to wriggle free but it didn't work. She warned him, "Stop it! Right now! Or I'm going to scream!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Victor had his hands wrapped around her neck.

"It's so unfair! Why are you alive? Anne's dead! Anne! My Anne..." He looked like a madman as he continued to mumble Anne's name aimlessly.

Emily didn't expect this at all. She gripped her hands on his, trying to break it off from her neck but her face was already red all over and she was finding it difficult to breathe and speak, "Stop... Stop... stop this..." she choked.

But Victor just tightened his grip around her neck - his bloodshot eyes gleaming with anger, he screamed, "Why didn't you die! This is all your fault! If it weren't for you, Anne

r back to comfort her, and he said, "Relax! And take a deep breath!"

Emily did as he was told and found it to be useful, "How could you..."

"I saw the light was on so I decided to drop by," Sean said simply. Sean lived here too so he could take care of Emily in case of emergencies.

"Mr. Victor, did he..."

"Don't worry about it! I'm a doctor. He will be fine. But how about you? How are you feeling now?" Sean gazed at Emily, concern filling his eyes.

Emily took a deep breath, shook her head, and then she answered, "I'm fine."

What Victor did today really freaked her out so bad that she actually thought she was going to die.

Sean gently rubbed her back to comfort her, "Since Miss Anne died, Mr. Gao's been in a bad place emotionally and mentally. That's why he did that to you. I think it would be best if you steered clear of him for awhile."

"But he helped me... I'm so grateful for all his help. How could I avoid him? All of this is because of him," Emily reasoned out. Emily bit her lips and continued, "But he really scared me then, I thought I was going to die."

"Everything's fine now. I'm here," Sean assured her. "I would never let him hurt you," he added.

"Dr. Sean," Emily said as a thought came to her. She couldn't help but voice out her doubts, "You care about all your patients like this?"