In the room.
Emma didn't know how long she'd been crying, the tears on her face gradually dried up.
Slowly reaching out her hand, she took out the envelope she was holding.
Trembling, she opened the envelope.
She was so scared, her hands simply couldn't hold the photos, and with a shake, all the photos from the envelope spilled out.
Fell onto the ground.
The top one was a photo of her tied to a chair...
And her lying on the cold floor, clothes disheveled...
Emma glanced at them, and deep fear cracked open in her pupils.
She frantically tried to gather the photos, but her tear-blurred vision couldn't see clearly what was in front of her, the more anxious she became, the more she couldn't pick them up.
Thinking of Harrison seeing these photos.
Thinking of his astonished expression just now.
And his eyes looking at her, so incredulous...
He finally realized she wasn't worthy of him.
She completely lost him...
"Ah—"
