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!"

Mr. Jack will stop bothering me from now

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

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

he sighed

that Emily was getting more and more irritated

do?'

Should I try to impress

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

head and caught a glimpse of the wound on his arm, his eyes suddenly lit up. Jack shouted, "Cloris,

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

nobody in the house

"Please! Open the

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

at her mother and then looked towards the door. She tumbled over in her slippers, carrying a chair with both hands. She slowly

Her eyes were

smile to comfort her mom. And then she looked through the door's peephole

that the new word your teacher taught

learned how to use

said Emily, with a proud

Jack silently swallowed his bitterness. Poor

Suddenly, Jack's stomach lurched and gurgled. Before long, waves of nausea

thought on his mind was whether Emily would be more angry if

dignity was growing

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 be sick,"

assumed that it was just a trick Jack was playing, so she ignored Beryl's concern and

white. He looks like a ghost. Mommy, should be really leave

her blithe indifference, Emily asserted, "Beryl, you'd better get down from that chair before I get

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

Emily was not interested in Jack's tricks, so she lifted Beryl in her arms