A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Jack, guilt-ridden, answered, "No! I just wanted to give Beryl a surprise. I didn't mean to..."

Grim-faced, Emily said, "My Beryl doesn't need your surprise. And she will not accept a puppy you snatched from who knows where. So spare me the drama."

"Well, then, I will take it back," answered Jack. However, Jack was afraid that the dog would bite him again if he took it back.

"That's entirely up to you," she answered. Emily turned around and let Beryl in the house without further delay.

"Wait! Wait! Miss Lu!" implored Jack, as he quickly wedged his hand between the closing door and its frame. He sincerely begged, "I just want to apologize for what I said last time. It was too abrupt and offensive. I'm sorry for..."

Emily glanced at his wounded arm, and without a care in the world, she said, "Go away!"

"No!" Jack persisted. Disregarding Emily's displeasure towards his determination, he threatened, "If you do not forgive me, I will not move from here."

With a deadpan expression on her face, Emily slowly pulled the door inwards, pressing his hand tightly. "Go!" she demanded.

"No!" Jack refused again. It was as if all shame and dignity had abandoned him. "Even if my hand breaks, I won't move from here," he said, confidently.

Jack thought that Emily would give in to him by now, but he forgot that she was no longer the woman she used to be. She wasn't going to entertain his bluffs and deceptions anymore.

Without a warning, Emily slammed the door shut!

"Ah!" screamed Jack. Although, the pain wasn't bad enough, he cried out loud just to escalate the situation. In doing so, he assumed he could somehow evoke Emily's compassion.

Such a pity, that didn't work either!

"Zoe, get him out of here right now," commanded Emily.

As soon as Emily's orders registered in her head, the babysitter pushed Jack away without hesitation. "Sir, you'd better leave now," Zoe suggested.

Then she whispered, "Otherwise, Miss Lu will resent you more." Jack froze for a second and drew his hand back. Emily closed the door on him without hesitation. "Bang!"

cold voice passed through the door, "I hope Mr. Jack will stop bothering me from

her

would be of great help to

at the door, in despair, he sighed and

not good that Emily was getting more and more irritated with him.

I do?' Jack

her career? Nah, it's too obvious. It could easily backfire. Should I try to impress Beryl? I'm afraid that the little girl

Jack had developed a skull-splitting headache trying to come up

caught a glimpse of the wound on his arm, his eyes suddenly lit up. Jack shouted, "Cloris, open the door! I'm bleeding. It hurts so

exaggerated. He groaned painfully as he patted the door, and screamed, "It's hurt so much. Could you help me, at

nobody in the house answered his

of audience, Jack continued his dramatic performance. "Please! Open the door, or I will

the living room, Emily was busy processing long beans, completely unaware of Jack's whining, and the babysitter was

in her slippers, carrying a chair with both hands. She slowly placed the chair behind

Her eyes were filled with disapproval and

mom. And then she looked through the door's peephole on her toes. Beryl

that the new word

already learned how

said Emily, with a proud look on her face.

Emily and her daughter talking, Jack silently swallowed his bitterness. Poor

more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. Suddenly, Jack's stomach lurched and gurgled. Before long, waves of nausea

soon as he heaved, he threw up. However, the first thought on his

between Jack and his dignity was growing wider and wider.

whole thing through the peephole, she gave her mother live updates on what was going on. "Oh my God! Mommy, that uncle out there seems to

was playing, so she ignored Beryl's concern and continued to

white. He looks like a

"Beryl, you'd better

you need to take a look. The uncle looks like he's dead..."

walked over towards the door. Emily was not interested in Jack's tricks, so she lifted Beryl in her arms and