THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABY DEAL

chapter 03'suicide

"Miss Emma didn't want to open the door for us, sir. She also didn't touch the food and drinks we brought." A woman wearing a typical maid's uniform stood facing her master with her head bowed.

Damian squinted at the whole food which was cold and completely untouched. The man chuckled because Emma seemed to be starting to annoy him with the woman's behavior. Emma had been silent for dozens of hours without eating or drinking, Damian had even given in by letting Emma spend her time alone in Damian's room and taking control of the room because the woman went berserk if Damian was around her. Damian would have much more difficulty if Emma fell ill later. Damian doesn't need a skinny woman who gets sick easily. If Emma continues her hunger strike, then it's clear she will fall ill soon.

"I'll deliver it." Damian finally spoke and then started to stand up from his seat.

"Yes sir," several of the servants there now started to follow Damian. The man walked over and took a spare key to his room from a drawer nearby at that time.

Damian, without much ado, finally started to open the bedroom door. The sound of the bedroom door opening seemed to make someone in the room seem surprised by Damian's presence. Emma sat on the bed with a pale face. After their gazes met, Emma lowered her head again to break their gaze, not wanting to pay any attention to Damian's presence around her.

Damian moved to take a plate containing the food from a waiter's hand. The man finally started to get closer to Emma, then put the plate right next to Emma. "Eat, don't bother anyone here," Damian's voice was soft but full of emphasis.

"If you don't want to be in trouble, just take me home. I still have a grandmother to look after, and I also don't have time to play with you and Martin." Emma let out a small hiss, the woman's voice was very soft, only Emma and Damian could hear it.

Damian shook his head, "I won't," he said with finality. "I paid a lot for you, I won't easily give you back to Martin."

"Then just kill me, because I absolutely don't want to be sold by Martin and used by you," Emma clenched her jaw, the woman was really in a mess, her face looked sad and her eyes looked puffy and red as if she had just cried hysterically.

Damian looked at Emma with a scornful look, "Just kill yourself, why should I dirty my hands with your blood? I also don't care if you get sick or die later because you don't eat one meal a day." After saying that, Damian turned around, about to leave Emma alone in the room again.

PRANG!!!

The sound of a plate being accidentally smashed echoed throughout the room, then the hysterical voices of several servants in the room began to be heard shouting.

"Miss! Don't do that!" they shouted simultaneously.

Damian immediately turned around, looking back at Emma who was the cause of the sound of breaking glass. Damian's eyes really widened when he found that Emma, who had been sitting tiredly on the bed, was now sitting on the floor with broken plate glass scattered around her. However, that's not the real problem. There, Damian saw Emma scratch a large fragment of the plate on her wrist, fresh blood immediately covered the white floor below.

The clean white room was now dirty with blood, Emma, who was already weak even before losing a lot of blood, immediately lost consciousness. Damian stepped quickly back to find Emma, the man squatted down and tried to revive Emma. "Damn!" the man growled, but still moved swiftly, lifting Emma's thin body and immediately carrying her out of the room.

It was really dark outside, the noise that Damian made seemed to annoy the house, all the guards and servants seemed to be looking to find out what was going on after seeing Damian step quickly into a car and then drive away at incredible speed through the night streets. that, leaving the workers at home with confused feelings that are still unanswered.

Damian occasionally turned his attention from the road to Emma who was sitting next to him, one of Damian's hands tried to make Emma aware. Damian knew that if Emma was unconscious, maybe this would get more complicated. Damian often tried to keep an eye on Emma so she wouldn't lose consciousness.

Arriving at the hospital, Damian quickly picked up Emma's body again and did so to the emergency room. After placing Emma in the ward, Damian finally let the nurses there take over Emma and then immediately took Emma to another room to receive immediate treatment. Damian sat on a long chair, his breathing could be heard rising and falling, the man's clothes felt sticky with blood, his smell was starting to feel rancid.

Damian ruffled his hair, looking down as he tried to find a way to fix everything quickly. Damian didn't think that Emma was such a reckless person. Damian didn't mean it when he told the woman to end her own life, but Emma did just that just a split second later.

"Tsk! Damn! I only need her womb, why does she have to have a personality like this?!" Damian growled to himself, feeling annoyed.

"Insolent, she wants to kill herself and burn all my money in Martin's hands." Damian started speculating, "Just look, who will win, Emma, it looks like you're looking for the wrong opponent. I still have power over you, Emma. Just wait until you finally bend the knee before me and ask for my help."

Damian moved to grab his cellphone back, then the man tried to contact someone. The ringing sound slowly stopped indicating that the phone was connected.

"Look at your daughter, she tried to commit suicide, come and talk to her by yourself after she wakes up, try to explain to her until she understands and don't always act like a fool! If you don't come, then you will have to take Emma's body from this hospital yourself ." Without letting the person on the other end of the phone speak, Damian immediately ended the call. Damian felt dizzy and angry.