A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

After moving out of Tyrone Mansion, Emily moved in to her old apartment, where she had been staying for the past couple of days.

During that time, Jacob did not make contact with her.

Emily felt sad, but at the same time there was this inexplicable feeling of relief in her heart that she couldn't understand. At least, for the time being, she didn't need to stress about the fact that she needed to explain herself to Jacob for what she had done.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Tap-tap-tap"

Emily, who was dozing off on the sofa, finally came to herself as soon as she heard the knocking on the door. Fast food and takeouts were what she was living on these days so she assumed it was the delivery guy. She opened the door without much thought.

However, to her disappointment, the man standing outside the door, was the last person on earth she wanted to see.

"Hi, Emily," Jack greeted her with a smile on his face, and he looked as handsome as ever.

Emily's face turned cold in an instant.

Without further delay, she decided to slam the door on his face, when Jack quickly put his arm against the door and stopped her from shutting him out. He quickly explained, "Emily, I didn't mean to bother you. I just wanted to see you!"

"You are a petty, malicious man! You have some nerves showing up here after what you've done to me!" she said. Emily couldn't close the door, but she could only glare at the man in front of her with crimson eyes, overflowing with anger. "Get out of here!

I don't want to see your face again!" she added.

Jack's heart ached for her, yet he still stubbornly refused to let her close the door on him, as he gazed at her deeply.

Emily looked like she had lost a lot of weight since the last time he had seen her. Her long, black hair scattered over her shoulders, and her face had an unhealthy pale appearance with two black rimmed, sleepless eyes. Once she had been vivid with life, but now she was but a ghost of her faded glory. Feeding off despair and anguish.

Although, Jack's heart cried to see Emily like this, he did not regret his actions.

"Emily, let me in. We need to have a little chat," Jack said, sternly, with one hand slowly pushing the door open and the other carrying a bag of food. "I brought you lunch. It's still hot," he said.

want anything from you!" she said. Frustrated, Jack's persistence drove Emily off the wall, and she yelled, "Can you stop showing up

like that?" Jack pleaded, his voice was

face was red with suppressed rage, and when she heard Jack's words, she snapped. She snatched the bag of food from his hands and hurled it out. "Get out of my sight! I don't want to see your face! You make me sick..." she screamed

lost because of you. You've ruined my

and never sufficiently soothed. Before he could say anything

reached out his hands to catch her

with

that her body temperature was above normal. He moved

gently laying her on the back seat, he slammed the car into gear,

the hospital, Emily's cell phone rang. Jack hesitated for a while,

her voice became soft. "Emily is already a grown-up, but she doesn't always know how to take care of herself. I'm glad your uncle is not with her now,

aware that they weren't Emily's biological parents,

was not clear about what had happened between Emily and her foster parents,

doctor examined Emily thoroughly, then he turned to Jack and blamed him. "Why did you take so long to bring her to the hospital? Another hour's delay and she could have taken a turn for the worse. She could have

head and looked down at the ground, listening to the doctor quietly.

Keep an eye on her condition at all times. And she should go on a light diet for the next few

sure she's taken care

doctor left, Jack sat in front of the bed, staring at Emily's sleeping face in silence, with deep affection in

the only time Emily isn't shouting or screaming at

me, I will thank God… But for now,

nurse came to him with the medical bills. Before he left Emily in the ward, he

just

they found that there was no one else in the room besides Emily and them. As they watched their adopted daughter, lying in bed, unconscious, they suddenly came to the realization that they might never get another chance like that to take action.

Debby looked at each other at the same time and smiled. They both

were a mixture of drugs that Mark had given him the other day, and normal saline. He looked at the