Emily Allen struggled incessantly, she couldn’t go to the hospital, she couldn’t go to such a place!
"Ryan, nothing happened! Ryan, I want to be alone for a while, please, don’t you know to go find Charlotte?"
Emily’s attitude finally softened, she knew she was utterly filthy, mired in a quagmire.
But there were things she didn’t want to be brought into the open.
However, Ryan Richard’s patience had been worn down to nothing. The wound on his forehead still throbbed with pain, and on top of that, knowing such things, they rushed into Ryan’s mind haphazardly.
Ryan shouted, flinging his hand away. Emily was sitting on the edge of the bed, and now with that swing from Ryan, she fell directly onto the floor.
On the floor were the shards of the vase that had been smashed earlier, and Emily fell right onto them.
Her body struggled with the momentum, and the shards of the vase directly pierced her skin.
But in the current situation Emily had no time to react to what exactly had happened to her face. Pain also began to gnaw subtly at her lower body.
She curled up on the ground in agony, clutching at her abdomen, as if something was continuously slipping away from her body.
Emily lowered her eyes, but all she could see was a swath of blood red.
Her throat was hoarse, and the voice she squeezed out from her throat sounded like there were grains of sand constantly rubbing together, like a ghoul climbing up from the abyss, shrieking its pain.
Tears crazily streamed down Emily’s cheeks, and finally diffused around the wound on her face, the sensation of stinging suddenly intensified.
She had no time to attend to what was happening to her body. In her panic, she reached out but only embedded the shards in her face deeper.
Emily staggered to her feet, she rushed to the vanity and saw her own ghostly reflection in the mirror.
And on her left cheek was deeply embedded a piece of vase shard.
"No... It can’t be ..."
The feature Emily loved the most was her complexion, without this face, how could she flatter those executives? How could she climb to the top of the entertainment industry?
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She had always believed she could become a star, someone others looked up to.
Ryan Richard had already dressed himself. Upon seeing this, Emily hurriedly flung herself in front of him.
Ryan was startled and quickly dodged.
"My face! It can’t be , my face can’t be ruined!" Emily clutched desperately at Ryan’s pants leg, and her expression was so ferocious that her wound kept tearing.
Ryan was so frightened by Emily’s appearance that he retreated several steps in horror.
"Get the hell away from me!"
Having said that, Ryan left without any mercy.
Even after closing the door, he could still hear Emily’s shrill screams inside the room.
Just thinking about that scene made Ryan’s skin crawl, and he left in a hurry.
When Charlotte Thompson returned home with the children, Jordan Thompson was also there, but they discovered that the children all seemed dejected.
Turning her head, she noticed that both Grace and Olivia Thompson had red-rimmed eyes, and a frown creased Jordan’s brow in an instant.
"Sis, what happened?"
Charlotte shook her head, but she did not speak.
Seeing this, Jordan’s expression became very serious: "Sis, are you trying to keep something from me?"
Charlotte was startled, then said, "I ran into the Allen family members today."
Hearing this, the hands by Jordan’s side immediately tensed, "Did the Allen family members bully you?"