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!"

door, "I hope Mr. Jack will stop bothering me from now on.

as he didn't want her to resent him any more than she already did. Jack stood in front of the

to the puppy, "I thought you would be of great help to me, but things just keep

despair, he sighed and thought of his

Emily was getting more

do?'

to help her with her career? Nah, it's too obvious. It could easily backfire. Should I try to impress Beryl? I'm afraid that the little girl hates me as much as her mother does, ' Jack despaired.

was it so hard to believe him? Jack had developed a skull-splitting headache trying to

he lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the wound on his arm, his eyes

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

in the house answered his desperate cries.

the door, or I

busy processing long beans, completely unaware of

slippers, carrying a chair with both hands.

exclaimed Emily. Her eyes were filled with disapproval and concern.

looked through the door's peephole on her toes. Beryl cried out, "Oh, mommy! That uncle outside

the new word your teacher taught

And I have already learned how to use

good!" said Emily, with a proud look on her

her daughter talking, Jack silently swallowed his bitterness. Poor guy! No one cared about his injured hand.

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

it in and as soon as he heaved, he threw up. However, the first thought on his mind was whether Emily

his dignity was growing wider and

mother live updates on what was

a trick Jack was playing, so she ignored Beryl's concern

face looks so white. He looks like a ghost. Mommy, should be

you'd better get down from

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

not interested in Jack's tricks, so she lifted Beryl in her arms and gently put her on the ground. "Don't climb up that