Chapter 419 - Coughing

Jessica was shot in the leg, but she was still laughing. She even spat at Emma, "You deserve it! It's you I'm trying to kill! Too bad, your poor son just died in your stead."

"I don't hit women, but you are the exception." Deon rushed forward and gave Jessica a good kick. With scarlet eyes, he roared, "You freaking woman! You tried to harm my daughter, and you even killed my grandson!"

As he spoke, he kicked Jessica on her head and tilted it to one side.

With the concern that Jessica could die from the hit, the police hurried forward to stop Deon.

"Stop! Stop!"

"How dare you lay a finger on Mr. Deon!"

The scarred man rushed forward with his lot, turning the situation chaotic.

In such chaos, Emma wrapped her arms around Stony quietly. Jaquan took off his clothes before draping them on the boy. Then Jaquan lifted his own clothes and exposed his skin before putting the boy's foot to his chest to keep him warm.

Grabbing Stony's little hands, he kept kissing them and muttering, "Stony, wake up, will you?" Blood was oozing from his forehead, and the pain was evident on his face.

On the other hand, Emma was much calmer. But Jaquan did not regard her as cold-blooded. He knew she was just too good at hiding her emotions.

For example, at this moment, she was holding Stony tightly with that intense sorrow deep in her eyes. She said, "It's been a bit long this time. Are you... really leave me?"

Her palm had never left where Stony's heart was.

She waited for a long time but didn't feel the strong tremor from it.

Jaquan just couldn't give up. He warmed Stony's hands and feet in the same way before looking at Emma and asking, "Do you believe me?"

Emma looked up at him but said nothing.

Jaquan had stripped to his waist, so he took off Stony's clothes as well. Grabbing the boy's legs, Jaquan put Stony upside down on his back and ran in circles.

Deon and the police were in the middle of the fighting. But everyone froze at the sight of what Jaquan was doing.

Jessica turned her gaze from her leg to Jaquan. A moment later, she chuckled, "It won't help. I'm telling you, the boy was long dead. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being his mother..."

Jessica stared at Emma when she came to the last part.

Emma had been crouching. Hearing Jessica, Emma rose to her feet and walked over before asking, "Which one?"

Jessica did not understand, "What?"

"The one with a mole on his neck?" He was the only one of the three who was kind of good-looking.

The look on Jessica's face changed in no time.

"There was no pain." Emma added and stretched out her right hand to make a grabbing gesture, "The bone of his throat was so fragile. He died immediately."

"You crazy woman! How dare you kill him! You lunatic! I'm going to kill you!" Jessica jumped like a mad dog. But her hands were cuffed behind her. Coupled with the wound in her leg, she was unable to stand up at all. She could only crawl towards Emma.

Her shot leg left a bloody line on the ground.

Jessica remembered him promising that he would take her abroad when they had enough money. Then they would quit such a risky job and enjoy a carefree world together.

He had been the only one who hadn't treated her as a prostitute. From him, she had had a taste of being a little woman in love. He had promised to give her a family with two of their kids.

She had fantasized for so long that the day would come soon, but her dream was shattered because of the sudden appearance of Emma. It was all on this woman!

It was all on this woman! This woman had destroyed everything she had!

Jessica hated Emma's gut!

She crawled to Emma, only to find the woman in front of her looking at her indifferently. The next second, Emma reached out and grabbed her arm.

Snap!

Jessica screamed, her face twisted.

Expressionless, Emma let go of her before she reached to get the other arm. Snap.

The surrounding was in a dead silence except for the sounds of Emma breaking Jessica's arms and legs. As for the police, they were standing and gaping at the two women in horror.

That woman was dreadful.

Only when every bone in Jessica's limbs was broken did Emma took a look at her face. Then she put some strength in her hand and dislocated Jessica's chin.

Emma wasn't killing, but she was doing something more terrifying than killing. All her movements were so quick and precise that everyone could tell that she could easily take the life out of Jessica with a single move.

So that was the fourth daughter of the Albertons family, Deon's daughter.

Jessica's legs were bleeding while tears were running down her face. All of her curses were turned into saliva dripping down from her dislocated mouth.

Suddenly, a cough attracted everyone's attention.

It sounded like a kid's coughing.

Following the first cough was a second and a third one. Then the sounds of water came with the puking.

People presented all turned their gazes to the sounds. Jaquan went still for a short moment before he turned to get Stony off his back. The boy coughed a few more times before finally opening his eyes and looking at Jaquan. "I heard... someone..." He coughed again. "Someone is... calling me..."

Jaquan didn't say anything. His eyes were so sore. He didn't seem to be able to believe what he was seeing. Hands trembling, he reached out and put his fingers under the tip of Stony's nose.

Seeing what he was doing, Stony let out a childish smile and continued what he hadn't finished, "So it's ... you, Mr. Jaquan..."

As for Jessica, from the moment she saw the boy came to life from afar, she kept shaking her head. It was impossible. He couldn't be alive! How couldn't still be alive!

She howled in a muffled sound. With her dislocated chin, she couldn't speak clearly. There was only saliva drooling from her mouth.

But Emma walked over step by step.

Stony saw her from a distance. His eyes lit up before they went dim again. He looked up at Jaquan and asked, "Mr. Jaquan... I..." He coughed again. "Am I dreaming? Otherwise, how can I... see my mother?"

Bernice stopped crying and rushed over. Felice hopped over as well. Allen tried to help her, but she patted his hand away. She dashed to Stony. When seeing the boy's big, beautiful eyes, she collapsed on the ground and cried like a baby. "Stony is alive... Stony is alive..."

Allen reached her in a few steps and wiped the tears off her face. "Why are you crying so hard now that Stony is alive?"

Felice shook her head and still couldn't stop herself from weeping. Out of breath in tears, she felt so terrible. But she pointed at Allen's face, "How on earth could you say that to me... Look at you... you're the same..."

Allen hurried to turn around and wipe away his tears.

Even a tough guy like Deon got watery eyes when he saw them. He wanted to hug the child, but when noticed that Emma was just standing there doing nothing, he couldn't help but gave her a gentle push, "Go and give the kid a hug."

After making sure that the Stony was still alive, Emma turned around to head out. But Jaquan grabbed onto her wrist when she took a step back.

Emma wasn't comfortable at shedding tears in front of others. And Jaquan knew she wanted to hide in a corner and digest the bone-piercing pain in her heart.

But he wouldn't allow her to do so.

He held Stony with one hand and pulled Emma into his arms with the other. Since he was crouching, Emma fell onto him with Stony caught between the two of them.

Jaquan tightened his grip on Emma's shoulder and whispered, "Don't hide. We are both here. From now on, our son and I will never leave you. When you want to cry or laugh, we will be there for you."

Stony reached out and lightly landed his fingers on Emma's face. "I'm not dreaming! It's Mom!"

But the surprise on his face was soon replaced by panic, "Mom... why are you crying?"

Emma closed her eyes, yet tears still ran down her cheeks. Despite herself, she was trembling. She had never shed tears in front of anyone. This was the first time she cried in front of Stony, and also the first time she cried in Jaquan's arms.

This was the first time she had exposed her vulnerability in front of others and in front of Jaquan, the last one she wanted to witness her weakness.

"I'm sorry..." Jaquan apologized in a low voice. "I'm sorry..."

Emma shook her head but said nothing.

It wasn't his fault. It wasn't his fault at all.

"Mom, I lost the thing you asked me to keep..." Stony said sadly.

Jaquan's clothes were put aside. He pulled a cherry hairpin from his pocket and handed it to Stony. "Is this what you talking about?"

Stony's eyes lit up, "Yes, it is. How come you have it, Mr. Jaquan?"

Stony had just been pulled out from the water. He didn't feel cold after a while of cold wind. So he sneezed after the question.

Jaquan was also half-naked. He picked up Stony and wrapped an arm around Emma. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Don't run away. Follow me."

Emma faltered.. But she followed him.