He Drugged Me For Her Future Chapter 02
A second later, Tyler tried to video call me.
I didn’t pick up.
He sent ten messages in a row.
Half offered explanations, the other showed concern.
But all of them carried that same casual confidence. He didn’t think I would actually uncover the truth.
[You know this ring has been in the family since my great-grandmother’s day. It is hundreds of years old. A little discoloration is normal, don’t you think?]
[Emma, what are you suspecting? Are you seeing things from all the studying?]
[Emma, why is there blood on the ring? Did you hurt your finger?]
When he noticed the blood, his tone suddenly got anxious.
[Emma, what is going on with you?]
I rubbed my swollen eyes and asked him another question.
[Tyler, do you still want us to go to Kingston together?]
He answered quickly.
[Of course I do. Didn’t we promise to be together from kindergarten to forever?]
[I get it now. You are saying all this weird stuff because you’re stressed over a problem you can’t figure out. Don’t be so anxious. You will get in.]
[Stop overthinking and go to sleep.]
I stared at the words “from kindergarten to forever” and could not hold back my tears.
The year my parents died in the car crash, Tyler had said the same thing to me.
“Emma, no one can bring back the dead. But in this world, you still have me.”
“Middle school, high school, college. We’ll be together from start to finish. Never apart.”
The words still echoed in my ears. But now they just left a bitter taste in my mouth.
With tears streaming down my face, I eventually fell asleep at my desk.
The next morning, Tyler noticed how pale I looked the moment I walked into class.
“Emma, did you not sleep like you were supposed to last night?”
His voice had a hint of panic. “How can you treat your body like this?”
He pulled out the breakfast he had carefully prepared, along with a Stanley thermos of hot water, and coaxed me to sit down.
He didn’t even need to come to school anymore after getting early admission. But he said, “Emma works so hard studying. The least I can do is be here to take care of her.”
So every day, my desk had a nutritious breakfast and lunch waiting for me. My thermos stayed full of hot water.
A classmate nearby watched him fussing over me and sighed. “Here they go again.”
But I knew. All of it was fake.
I glanced at Madison’s seat across the room.
She was walking out, her face dark.
Tyler’s hands paused for a split second. Then he said quickly, “Eat up, Emma. I will let you study.”
Watching his hurry away, I could not help but smile bitterly.
I stood up and followed him. Quietly.
Everyone thought Tyler and Madison were barely acquaintances.
But in that hidden corner, he pressed his lips hard against hers.
“Let go. I am not letting you kiss me. Don’t you have fun playing nanny for Emma Watson? Why are you following me around?”
Tyler laughed softly. “Someone is jealous.”
They kissed and groped, and just as things started getting too heated, Madison said, “Hey, what if I take the real heirloom ring out of my bag right now and show Emma Watson?”
“While I am at it, I will tell her you drugged her. Then she can stop sticking to you like gum on a shoe.”
Tyler’s face went cold. “You wouldn’t dare.”
The air turned freezing. Madison’s eyes went red instantly, and she pushed him away.
“You are right, I wouldn’t dare. But secrets don’t keep forever. She will find out sooner or later. We might as well just end things clean now.”
Tyler’s expression softened. He pulled her close and said gently, “Emma is studying herself to death just so she can go to the same college as me.”
“She cannot function without me. Telling her the truth would destroy her.”
“Her parents are gone. She only has me. Taking care of her, being with her, promising to marry her. It is all just pity.”
“You are the one I love. I will give you everything except the title of wife. The ring, the money, all my love. I will give it all to you. Okay?”
The love I had held so carefully in my heart. It was just pity to him.
Completely shattered, I fled from the scene.
What Tyler didn’t know was that I did have another family member.
My Aunt Susan in Florida called me every week. “Emma, we are each other’s only real family left. Are you sure you don’t want to think about applying to a university here?”
“Come live with me. Let me take care of you.”
That night, instead of refusing, I whispered back, “Okay.”
