A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

All of a sudden, the female voice that came out of nowhere shocked Emily. She turned around, almost in an instant and looked at Zola, who had come into the room unannounced.

"I came to look for something, and I put it in the pocket of Jacob's shirt today."

Emily suddenly realized that she could actually lie very naturally, if she was not in front of Jacob.

Zola did not seem to believe her. She insisted," I will help you find it."

"No, I have found it."

"Well,"

Zola nodded. However, she was wondering whether Emily had discovered the truth or not.

She wanted to take away the clothes of Jacob as quick as she could.

Emily, however, grabbed Zola's hand and stared at her quietly. She tried to imitate Jacob's usual stern expression. She couldn't tell whether she had succeeded or not, but from the guilty expression on Zola's face, it seemed to be working.

"What are you so anxious?" asked Emily.

"I...I need to wash Mr. Jacob's clothes," she replied, with the expression of a guilty person on her face. Emily's eyes were so sharp that as she could see through all her thoughts.

"Oh, it must be very hard for you." Emily loosened her grip and patted her hand. She revealed a simple and gentle smile. By the looks of it, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Zola snorted. It turned out that she was getting worked up over nothing.

"I am just doing my job for Mr. Jacob, It's not that hard anyway," said Zola.

Emily smiled back at her and said nothing, as she walked out of the room with the other party. Perhaps it was because Emily had been with Jacob for a long time, her alertness had improved. She knew very well not to act rashly in front of the enemy to avoid alerting them.

No matter who the enemy was.

Zola held the clothes and went out of the door after Emily. She closed the door behind her and looked at Emily. "Miss Emily, Mr. Jacob does not like it when others enter his room without permission. I'm telling you this for your own good," said Zola. There was a hint of warning in her tone.

a shy and harmless expression. She casually replied," But he wanted me to move to his bedroom a few days ago, saying

was because you pretended to be pregnant,

best to restrain herself from yelling out loud. She feigned a

to be unaware, as she continued to show off intentionally or unintentionally, and then she continued," But I refused. I don't like the color of

Enough!

Emily, I have to

problem at all. I should also get some

did not miss the twisted hatred in Zola's eyes as her angry hands pulled together the clothes she was carrying. Emily stopped showing off, because she thought

truth was more than enough.

right about the fact that Zola hated her

did not know where Kate was, she just knew that she

went back to her own room, closed the door behind her and took

was looking to destroy the evidence, so she kept a watchful eye on Zola. When Zola was not paying full attention, she secretly took a piece of

reached into her coat pocket, she was

clothing she had hidden, was actually

was the

a while. She decided to hid the underwear in the closet, in case she ever

when Jacob returned,

at Emily's peaceful, sleeping face, he couldn't stop himself from kissing her. As he intended,

me..." she moaned, still half-asleep. In Jacob's eyes, Emily was like a

was so cute.

there be such a lovely woman

Emily, Jacob did not touch her again. By then Emily had already woken up in confusion, watching the man

room, so she kept a few of his clothes in the closet here. It seemed like he was

never had a problem with Jacob staying over; while in the past, it was because she thought she was pregnant, and tonight she was having her period. There was nothing he could do with her current situation. Besides, after everything they had

she seemed to have

soon as Jacob opened the closet. Emily

that he had changed during the day and it was just quietly lying in Emily's wardrobe.

didn't expect you to have such a hobby...

blushed like ripe tomatoes as she said," Get your mind out of the gutter and don't misunderstand me. I have my reasons