Devil Ex-Husband, Get Away

The warm and happy atmosphere that Emily wanted her house to have earlier became the opposite because of Roger's gaze.

"So you get it now, huh?" the latter scoffed. "For all the times I ate with you, slept with you, and even treated you nicely these last two years, didn't it even cross your mind that all of those were fake?"

Hearing no response from Emily, Roger's eyes grew even bigger and more intense. "Your parents made me lose the love of my life, Emily! How could you think I could be with you and truly love you? How, Emily? How?!"

Emily shut her eyes, trying to stop the tears from streaming down her face.

Roger, on the contrary, remained unbothered. Etching a playful smirk on his face, he drew himself closer to her and ridiculed, "Your parents used my business once against me, but now, let's see how the product of their sweat and blood throughout the years crumble right in front of your faces."

Waves of thoughts splashed on Emily's face as she quickly lowered her head.

Two years ago, Fannie had a car accident. She crucially needed a blood transfusion, but since she was an orphan, Roger couldn't find anyone that could match her blood, only Emily's.

Little did Emily know that her parents took advantage of the situation and threatened Roger not to let her donate blood if he would not marry her. Their conditions also included not allowing Fannie to return to the country and that she must be treated abroad.

Emily wanted to step backward, but because her back had already reached the corner, she could only shiver at the man's gaze in front of her.

Hell of a plot twist there was, Roger appeared to have endured staying with her for two long years until he finally had something to show off. He strived for success, thinking one day he could get rid of her and her family like rubbish.

Emily's brain fell on the verge of exploding upon knowing her parents did something like that to the man she loved.

"I-I didn't know," she kept on murmuring as she glued her gaze to the tiles in embarrassment.

What she only knew at that time was that Fannie was sent abroad, where there were more advanced treatments and skilled physicians to get her treated after falling into a permanent coma due to severe brain injury.

Shortly after, Roger's words finally registered in Emily's mind. So, she looked him directly in the eyes with a vast amount of confusion. "What did you say? What happened to my family's company? Roger, what did you do?"

"Your family's company is falling into pieces, Emily. If you want to see it one last time, I suggest you leave and see for yourself."

As soon as Roger finished his words, Emily didn't waste any time and shoved her husband her way. She ran outside, not minding if she was still on her slippers, which she solely used at home.

In a hurry, she went outside the villa and hysterically took a taxi.

As soon as she arrived at their family house, a crowded, seemingly unfamiliar place greeted her.

There was a pile of reporters outside their gate.

Nervous, she got out of the taxi and squeezed herself through the sea of reporters. She ran inside their house, ignoring the numerous inquiries thrown at her at once, which already clogged her ears.

When the maid saw it was her, she quickly let her enter.

"Ma'am, please hurry up inside. Your mother had a serious heart attack!" the maid nervously said as she kept her company until they reached her mother's room.

Emily strode in and saw her pale mother's complexion lying in bed. Her eyes were full of tears as her mother looked at her. "I will never forgive Roger, Emily! He's an ungrateful beast!"

Emily quickly ran beside her and knelt on the tiles. She held her hand gently and said, "Mom, I'll take you to the hospital."

However, her words fell into the air as her mother quickly dismissed her hand. "No," she said with eyes filled with worry as she saw how reddened Emily's eyes were. "Did Roger do anything to you?"

For a moment, Emily lowered her head but still raised it and looked at her mom. "What can he do to me, mom?" she stated, smiling reassuringly.

Suddenly, her mother, Elicia, grabbed her hand tightly.

Emily's eyes and voice couldn't lie to her, and even if she would, Elicia would quickly point out her facades. "What did he do to you, Emily?" she asked, but with more emphasis that froze Emily in her spot.

Seeing her mother in such a state made it hard for Emily to look straight into her eyes. Sure enough, how could she tell her he wanted to divorce her?

She was about to open her mouth to speak, but the maid's sudden intrusion abruptly made her lose all the courage she mustered up.

She turned her head, and as soon as her eyes fell on the man behind the maid, she couldn't help but feel downcast.

It was Roger's assistant.

The maid then quickly lowered her head and apologetically said, "I'm sorry, Miss Emily. I couldn't stop him."

Roger's assistant strode forward and handed out a paper to her. "Miss Emily, this is the divorce agreement that Sir Roger wanted me to give you. I hope you can sign it as soon as possible."

Elicia's eyes quickly widened as her gaze froze on Emily's face. "H-He wanted a divorce? W-What are you talking about—"

Before her mother could even finish her sentence, her breath suddenly became heavy. Her chest rose up and down as she chased her life.

"Mom! Mom!" Emily hysterically called as she looked at her fainting mother and ordered the housekeeper to prepare the car.

In the hospital, the gloomy atmosphere made Emily bury herself in her mother's bed. Her gaze remained glued on her ill mother until she caught a glimpse of her father, Lynden, from the glass window of the ward.

Concerned, Lynden entered the room with dull eyes. His exhausted face made him look older than his actual age.

Wordlessly, Emily instantly stood up. "Dad," she weakly greeted.

"How's your mother?" he asked and sat beside her vacated seat.

"She's already in a stable condition, but, Dad…." She heaved a deep breath as she looked her father in the eyes. "T-The company..."

Upon hearing the word, Lynden lowered his head, his eyes full of grief.

Seeing his father's reaction only confirmed what Roger said earlier. Depressed, Emily bit her lower lip and tried to suppress her heart from permanently breaking into pieces.

"It was all my and your mother's fault," Lynden remarked regrettably, his voice dropping off as he tried to raise his head to look at his daughter. "We thought everything was good and that Roger soon learned to love you. But your mom and I didn't expect him to have been enduring it all the time and waiting for the best time to get back at us."

His eyes were full of reminiscent of what he had said to Roger from the very beginning, where it all started.

Fascinating as it might sound, Emily had a gist of what her father was thinking. Suddenly, the day Roger asked to marry her flashed before her eyes. That day, she was so petty, asking only three questions and falling into the trap.

"Roger, can you hear yourself?"

"Don't you have someone you like?"

"Are you sure you want to marry me?'

Those were the exact words she asked that she didn't know would lead to everything happening to them now.

Now that she thought of it, Emily found herself a fool who wasn't thinking right. She let her heart handle everything and ended up being thrown up like rubbish.

Sure enough, how could a man who had always loved someone quickly change his heart?

That was indeed impossible, but she still slid into the pit.

Emily, however, couldn't blame everything on her parents. As someone who had received nothing but genuine care since childhood, she knew her parents did what they did because they loved her so much. They just wanted her to marry the man she always dreamed of— the man she always loved.

So, how could she be mad at them when all they did was go to such lengths for her sake?

"Dad, how's the company?" Emily asked as she mustered all her courage to look at her father, even with sorrowful eyes.

Dejected, Lynden heaved a deep sigh and shut his eyes. "It's all Roger's now."

Emily froze as her father's words struck a flash of lightning in her brain.

'H-How?' she asked herself and bit her quivering lips. Mad, she averted her eyes from her father and lowered her head. 'That's the company dad has founded! It was one of the biggest companies in the city. There was no way it could be Roger's right way!'

"Emily," Lynden called in an indescribable tone. "Roger will certainly not let you go. I still have savings in my bank account, so use that and go abroad. Leave us here. You need to live away from him, or else you'll suffer."

Emily hysterically shook her head at what her father said. "Dad, no! We'll divorce, so I'll be fine."

"He wants to divorce?" Her father was surprised for a moment before he heaved a deep sigh and nodded. "Then I guess that's for the better."

Emily forced herself to smile. "Yes."

Roger, however, seemed firm and decided not to let them off.

Not long after Lynden arrived at the hospital, the housekeeper came and bolted with the news, saying their house had been taken away by the bank. She stated that Lynden owed a lot of debt and needed a mortgage.

Unable to take it anymore, Lynden wailed after trying so hard to restrain himself.

Emily's eyes became downcast, but she neglected him for a while and headed directly to where Roger was.

She came to his villa and ran upstairs. However, as she opened the bedroom door, two people hugging each other came into her sight.

Roger gently kissed Fannie's cheek while the latter bit her lower lip.

As soon as Fannie saw her, she quickly pushed Roger away. Then, she looked at Emily and smiled. "Emily," she gently greeted.

Emily ignored her and glared at her husband for doing such a thing in their bedroom. "How could you be so heartless, Roger?"

"It was just your house mortgaged to the bank, and you can't stand it already? I'm afraid you will lose yourself sooner or later if I go all out. You might not be able to see your father anymore."

Emily gritted her teeth as she drew herself closer to the man. "What are you planning to do to my father?!" she asked, her words full of emphasis.

Roger sneered and playfully looked at her. "He might be on his way to prison."

"What the—" Emily's eyes widened, and she planned to stride away. However, when her gaze fell on the red mark on Roger's neck, she drew closer and put all of her strength into her clenched fist.

She hit him with her steel fist without thinking twice, and his face forcefully sided right.

"What the hell, Emily?!" Fannie exclaimed as she looked at Roger, feeling sorry.