"Jessica, you can't escape.

There's nowhere in the world that I can't find you. No matter where you run, I will find you."

But what he never expected was that he had used all of his power and connections to search for her, but there was no record of Jessica at any airport, high-speed railway station, bus station, or even hotel.

Was it true what she said, that she evaporated from this world like a human being, and really went to a place where he could never find her again?

Get Real, Mrs. Taylor

There were burns and bruises that looked like they had been caused by abuse. New and old wounds were intertwined, and they looked shocking at first sight.


"What ha --" David stood behind her, his previously steady breathing now becoming slightly erratic.


"Stop looking!" Jessica screamed and wanted to cover up her back. But she didn't find anything to help her to hide her back. She felt like a turtle without its shell, and completely flustered..


All of these were injuries she had sustained from being tortured in prison. Now that they were being seen, it was as if they were telling others where she had come from.


She had been trying so hard to start a new life, even if it was so difficult.


"Sir, I'll take care of her wounds. Could you step outside for a moment?" The doctor realized what was going on and belatedly stood in front of Jessica. David finally snapped out of it, deeply gazing at Jessica before silently taking off his suit and walking out.


"How did you get these injuries? Were you abused? Do you need me to call the 911?" The doctor asked.


"No, thanks. I did it to myself," Jessica replied hoarsely.


"How is that possible you did it by yourself?" The doctor asked with a caring voice.


"Please don't call the cops," Jessica said, feeling embarrassed."could you help me take care of it?"


She couldn't explain all these injuries, because every wound and scar on her body was given to her by the person she loved the most, bleeding and raw.


The doctor didn't say anything more, quickly fetching medicine to treat her while scolding her for letting her burns on her back get so severe and not seeking medical attention earlier.


Jessica bit her lip and remained silent.


After an hour of medical care, Jessica walked out of the hospital and found David waiting at the entrance. She was relieved to see that he didn't mention what happened earlier.


"Thank you," Jessica said, bowing her head. Besides these words, she didn't know how to thank him.


"Where do you live? I'll take you home," David said.


"You don't need to," Jessica immediately shook her head, not daring to trouble him further. "My dormitory is not far from here, I'll go there by myself."


David smiled and suddenly reached for the phone in her hand. With her looking at him in surprise, he quickly inputted a series of numbers.


"Look, it's my number and my name," David threw the phone back to her and said. "If you have any trouble, call me immediately, and I'll be there."


He was the first person in the past five years to tell her that he would be there for her immediately if she had any trouble.


When she was in such a desperate state, he was the only one who would rush to her side.


"Why?" Jessica murmured. "This is only the first time we've met, why are you being so kind to me?"


David raised his eyebrows without commenting, "I only do things based on my mood. It's already late, so go home early." He then turned around and walked towards the entrance, where his sports car was parked. He got in and drove away.


Jessica held the phone in her hand and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.


It had been so long since she felt cared for.


She put the phone in her jacket pocket and walked towards the bus station on foot.


As she was approaching the bus station, a limited edition luxury car suddenly screeched to a halt right in front of her, taking her by surprise.


The window of the car rolled down, and she could see William inside.


Chapter 8 The Feeling of Being Cared For