CHAPTER 137

  A tear rolled down Jordan's cheek as he took in the bleeding holes on her stomach and whilst his mind and heart screamed at him to move, to hold her, to scream for an ambulance, his body remained frozen, almost like a statue, until Emerald swayed, falling forward and straight into his arms.

  "G-g-gem," Jordan trembled, staring down at the woman in his arms. Emerald coughed, blood trailing out the corner of her lips as she scrunched up her face in pain. Her breaths came out in pants and her body quaked uncontrollably in Jordan's arms.

  "G-gem, why? W-why did you do that? Why?" Jordan sobbed, placing his hand over her bleeding stomach when she coughed up blood again.

  He couldn't stop his own body from trembling and he couldn't give two fucks about Owen seeing him cry as he quickly raised his head to yell out an order. "Get a fucking ambulance!"