A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily decided to pick the bowl with lesser noodles in it. Jacob, however, cast a meaningful glance at her; clearly he wanted to warn Emily—"I cooked the noodles specially for you. How dare you refuse to eat them?"

Emily wussed out, "I will finish them off."

Jacob did not say anything else, instead, he just stared at Emily and waited for her to eat the noodles.

Emily took the chopsticks and stirred the noodles in the bowl to psych herself up. She picked up some noodles and slurped them up. Much to her surprise, they tasted tender and smooth without feeling overcooked, leaving a hint of freshness in her mouth.

"It's delicious!" Emily praised from the bottom of her heart. She never thought that Jacob's noodles would be so tasty!

A contented look came over Jacob's face. A hint of pleasure, unnoticed by Emily, flashed across his face. But just when he was about to say something, he noticed Emily suddenly put down the chopsticks.

"How much will you charge for the noodles? Or are they free?"

Emily stopped to ask this, because she remembered that Jacob had asked her for 100, 000 dollars when he drove her home the other night. Considering that, she assumed that a bowl of noodles made by Jacob would presumably be more costly.

Jacob understood what she had meant. He decided to tease her and jested on purpose, "I can offer you a discount. 98, 000 dollars will be enough."

Emily almost dropped the bowl on the floor. How expensive the noodles were!

Jacob chuckled and tapped his index finger on the table, "It's a joke."

"It's not funny, " Emily snorted, when she realized that she had been fooled by Jacob, and continued to slurp the noodles without worry.

Meanwhile, Jack was still sitting outside the door, with the cake box in his arms. His stomach was starting to growl when he smelled the fragrance of short-rib stew from outside the door. Jack waited, hoping that Emily would open the door and invite him in for dinner.

He waited until it got dark, but the door to Emily's home did not open.

Jack felt disappointed, but he was unwilling to accept it. He stood up and knocked at the door again, "Emily, Emily..."

When Emily heard Jack knocking, she had already finished eating noodles. Jack's voice drove her mad, "Why won't he just leave?"

Jacob, on the other hand, seemed not to hear Emily's complaint as he slowly unwrapped the cake box. The aroma of the cream immediately slipped into the nasal cavity of both Jacob and Emily, stimulating their appetite.

Although Emily had just finished eating noodles, as a dessert aficionado, she still had room for some cake in her stomach. She stared at the big cake earnestly, as her eyes looked like they were about to pop out.

"Happy birthday, Emily."

candles. His deep voice seemed

flames dancing on the cake, stupefied. It was at this moment when Emily finally realized that

forgot about her own birthday,

at that moment, the man standing in front of her, was there to celebrate it for her. As to the other man outside the

Whatever!

almost on the verge of tears, Emily blinked her eyes and gave Jacob a sincere smile. Her

she had said the last three words in a low voice, Jacob heard her loud

stared at her eyes with affection, as he saw his

he did not want to stop there.

wanted to give her more.

close her eyes, clasp her hands to make a wish, and then blow out the candles.

came back on, the room became bright again.

cut the cake and had a taste. Within seconds, the sweet and fluffy cream stimulated both her mind and

for healing one's

and her eyes slightly narrowed, she had a look of complete satisfaction on her face. Anyone could

his slender fingers, "Take

with embarrassment, "Why don't you try

hand and answered, "I only want to see you eat it." In fact, he wasn't a very big fan of desserts.

"I want to eat you up", but he didn't, because

it together, " Emily insisted.

"No."

urged him again. When he refused, she came up with an idea. She stretched out her hand as if she was grabbing something in air, and then she sprinkled it on

at the cake and asked, "What is

sparkling in her eyes, "Today is my birthday, and I sprinkled my good luck on the cake. If

a serious tone, ' Jacob mused.

right, " Jacob finally gave up and nodded. He raised his head and took a meaningful

"Is it sweet?"

Jacob leaning over her gradually. She could not move an inch as

rubbed over her lips

lips, " he