A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily woke up, feeling dizzy and groggy. She lay on the bed, in a daze for a while, before she steadied her breathing, trying to clear her mind.

She could not help looking around and wondering where she was.

"Emily, you are awake!" A soft, familiar voice came from her right side, startling her. Suddenly, she became aware, as her heart rose and fell inside her chest.

Emily fought the disorientation and sat up quickly, and the soft quilt that was covering her slid down from her shoulder. Before she knew it, she was surprised to find herself completely nude.

'What the hell happened to me?' she wondered.

Emily's hands scrambled frantically to cover her body with the quilt. Then she looked to the side to see Jack, who was standing near the bed.

Jack was buttoning his shirt, slowly and methodically, as he stood in a relaxed upright posture. He cast a meaningful look at Emily, with all his masculine charms.

Emily, however, did not find any of it attractive. Instead, at that moment, she felt a wave of unprecedented panic.

"What happened?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Jack noticed the apparent panic in her eyes. His heart ached simply because she was repulsed by him.

He buttoned the last button, bent over to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground, and then he walked towards Emily. "Just now... Have you forgotten what happened just now?" he asked.

"Just now?" Emily tried to recall what had happened before she lost her consciousness. The only thing she could remember was drinking coffee at the café, but everything that followed right after that was just a blur. Anxious, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. "You used hallucinogenic agents at me and took me to this place, right? Jack, what the hell is going on? What do you want from me?" she shouted at him.

Jack handed Emily's clothes to her, which took her by fear and surprise, as she moved backwards, remaining on high alert. The light in Jack's eyes dimmed with sorrow. Without any explanation. he just burst out laughing. "What do I want from you? I have gotten what I wanted from you," he said, with a brazen-faced expression.

"It can't be true! I don't believe it…" Emily muttered and refused to believe his words.

Jack sat beside her, then he reached out to pinch her delicate chin, forcing her to face him. "Nothing is impossible. Do you think I wouldn't be aroused by a woman lying naked in my bed?

the love of my

hand away, as she bit her lips hard and then said,

be able to have you here?" he asked. Suddenly, as the agitation within him grew, he continued, "As a matter of fact, Jacob is more shameless

is nothing like you!"

"Emily, I love you. I can give you everything that Jacob has given you, and I can do

old saying went— a fault confessed is half redressed. Why was she reluctant to give him a chance

was not fair to him at

has never forced himself on me, but you did. Tell me, what the hell

an expressionless face, as he spaced the words for emphasis. "I do not regret it

here! Get out!" Emily yelled, as she could no longer restrain her anger. She picked up the pillow

Her hatred and impolite behavior did not anger him. He just put down her clothes on the bedside table

that, he turned to open the door and went

horror, feeling utterly deflated, like a balloon,

her thoughts were, she could not tell whether what he had said was true or not. However, just the mere thought of his claims, swam up in her thoughts and a

it true? Did

touch me, will I really believe it from the

do this to me? It's all my fault.

much to blame. If I hadn't insisted on seeing him, none of this would have happened. Why am I so foolish? I've already put my head

pulled the quilt towards her and buried her face in it, then

with a chill that was more from terror and sadness, and she could scarcely breathe. After her eyes had run dry, she

bit his thin lips nervously, concerned for the woman inside the room. Jack

from kissing her uncontrollably, Jack did not dare to go beyond that. Emily, being the simple-minded girl that she was, fell from his

Emily lying naked under the quilt in his bed, every fibre of his being begged

controlled his desires. He didn't want to take advantage of her perilous state. He had no intentions of making her hate him more than she already did. Jack planned to tell her the truth, but only when the timing would best

her and Jacob, consequently, letting her realize that Jacob didn't love her as much as

for a long time at the door, before he twisted the knob and went