CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47: SHE WAS CALLING FOR HELP

Emma Lewis directly reached in through the car window, grabbed Marsh Smith by the collar, and punched him in the face.

Marsh Smith was hit so hard that he let go of Amelia Wright’s hand.

Then, without a pause, a few more punches landed, leaving Marsh Smith utterly defenseless.

Perhaps hitting someone through the car door wasn’t convenient, so Emma Lewis reached through the window to open the driver’s door, kicked it hard with her military boots, completely wrecked Marsh Smith’s door, and then dragged him out for a beating.

"You damn scumbag, you dared to bully my sister? You’re really courting death. I won’t rest until you’re dead today!"

It’s been too long since she got out of the army and hit someone, and now Emma Lewis’s blows landed harder and harder, determined to crush Marsh Smith.

It wasn’t until she saw the passenger door open and a frail figure fell out of the car that she left Marsh Smith and ran towards Amelia Wright.

Seeing Amelia Wright half-dead before her, with slender hands covered in blood, Emma Lewis’s eyes turned red with rage.

How could anyone bear to hurt such a good person?

She carefully picked up Amelia Wright, walked over, and stomped on Marsh Smith’s fingers.

Marsh Smith let out a miserable scream.

Emma Lewis viciously said, "If I see you bullying Amelia Wright again, I’ll cripple you."

The onlookers were stunned, one by one.

They thought there would be a good show to watch with two luxury cars colliding.

And there was indeed a show, a one-sided beating...

Emma Lewis didn’t want to let Marsh Smith off easily, but Amelia Wright’s condition was too bad, and she couldn’t be at ease delaying further.

She held Amelia Wright as they got in the car, "It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m taking you to the hospital now."

Amelia Wright weakly clutched Emma Lewis’s clothes, "I don’t want to go to the hospital."

"How can you not go to the hospital in this state?"

Amelia Wright never wanted to say much about her own affairs, but if Emma Lewis forcibly took her to the hospital now, the intense reaction might really claim her life.

She could only lean against Emma Lewis and explain, "I have a phobia of hospitals, I can’t go."

Emma Lewis was shocked.

Suddenly remembered the time at Elegant Art Academy, when she took Amelia Wright to the school clinic, and Amelia woke up drenched in cold sweat struggling to leave.

It turned out it wasn’t stubbornness, but a phobia of hospitals!

"Alright, we won’t go to the hospital." Emma Lewis suddenly felt heartbroken.

Worried about the injury on Amelia Wright’s palm, the car stopped directly at a roadside pharmacy.

She ran to buy gauze and medicine, and once in the car, immediately started bandaging Amelia Wright.

Looking at the shocking wound in that small palm, even Emma Lewis, who wasn’t afraid of pain, felt an inexplicable ache.

It wasn’t until the bandaging was done and the blood wasn’t visible that Emma Lewis sighed in relief, "Don’t push yourself, you need rest."

Amelia Wright’s breathing seemed weak, yet she kept saying, "I’m fine."

Emma Lewis wanted to swear, but she held back, and more gently said, "Look at yourself in the mirror, do you think anyone would believe you’re fine?"

Amelia Wright fell silent, her body still trembling uncontrollably, an involuntary stress reaction.

The most important thing is, her eyes... she couldn’t see clearly temporarily.

But she wasn’t used to showing weakness in front of others.

Emma Lewis helplessly, with a hint of coaxing tone, said, "It’s okay now, you’re safe."

Amelia Wright finally said softly, "I can’t see clearly right now, can you... take me to Imperial Garden?"

Emma Lewis stood up abruptly, bumped her head on the car roof, and quickly sat back down, clutching her head, "What’s going on, how can you not see, what’s wrong with you?"

Amelia Wright wasn’t sure either, "It should be caused by excessive stress reaction, maybe it’ll get better slowly."

"What do you mean, slowly get better, that’s your eyes! What if you really can’t see later? No, I’ll take you to my place first, I’ll find the best doctor for you."

Amelia Wright continued to refuse, feeling uneasy showing this semi-blindness and excessive weakness to others, "Really no need, just take me to Imperial Garden."

"You just rest now, another word, and I’ll knock you out!"

Amelia Wright: "..."

Finally unable to hold on, Amelia Wright fell asleep.

The Land Rover with broken tail lights slowed down and drove steadily on the road.

Emma Lewis took Amelia Wright back to her small villa.

When Emma Lewis was carrying Amelia Wright out of the car, Amelia noticed someone approaching and woke up startled.

Amelia Wright weakly whispered, "I can walk on my own."

Emma Lewis inexplicably said, "Why don’t you call me brother anymore."

Amelia Wright: "?"

In Amelia Wright’s daze, Emma Lewis had already carried her into her small villa.

Emma Lewis asked as she walked, "Do you have a cleanliness obsession?"

Amelia Wright shook her head.

If she really had a cleanliness obsession, she’d be the first to dislike herself, for that blood that couldn’t be washed away from her bones, she felt was dirty.

Emma Lewis nodded, "Good thing you don’t, my housekeeper isn’t usually here, the guest room’s not tidied up, you’ll sleep in my room."

Before Amelia Wright could speak, Emma Lewis cut her off, "Refusal is futile."

Amelia Wright could only keep quiet.

Emma Lewis placed Amelia Wright on the bed, "You sleep now, and when you wake up, I’ll have found the best doctor for you."

"I..."

"What do you mean, you, look at those dark circles under your eyes, how long have you not slept well."

It had indeed been a long time since she had slept well.

How long?

Ever since she came back to life until now, she hadn’t had a peaceful night’s sleep.

Every time she slept, she’d have nightmares, making it harder and harder for her to sleep, and she’d sleep less and less.

Emma Lewis tucked the blankets in for Amelia Wright and drew the curtains.

Seeing Amelia Wright’s eyes still unfocused and wide open.

Emma Lewis sat on the bed, helplessly, and like soothing a child, gently patted Amelia Wright, humming a military song as a lullaby, "Unity is strength, this strength is iron, this strength is..."

Amelia Wright originally thought she couldn’t fall asleep, but in this weirdly sung lullaby, she indeed fell into a drowsy sleep.

She mumbled, "Brother."

Emma Lewis, with a smug face, knew she was just stubborn, wasn’t she still calling her brother.

Being a brother is so fulfilling!

A little sister is so sweet!

Once Amelia Wright fell asleep, Emma Lewis left the room, contacted home in the Capital, and knowing her authoritative uncle in the medical field was in Riverwood City, rushed off to the central hospital to find him.

However, soon after Emma Lewis left, Amelia Wright woke up.

She struggled awake from those entangling nightmares.

Now she truly couldn’t rest easy.

Her eyes still couldn’t see clearly, vision blurry, but Amelia Wright still intended to leave.

She and Emma Lewis were unrelated, and she was already very grateful that Emma saved her, not wanting to continue bothering anyone.

Leaning on her weak vision, Amelia Wright walked out of the villa.

In the next moment, the people from Imperial Garden found her.

Following Godfery Shaw’s orders, they took Amelia Wright back forcefully, and locked her up!