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!"

will stop bothering me from now on. I'll move out of here in a

Lu! Cloris!" screamed Jack, as he knocked at the door. After a short while, he stopped knocking as he didn't want her to resent him any more than she already did. Jack stood in front of the door and frowned at

be of great

the door, in despair, he sighed

getting more and more

should I do?'

her with her career? Nah, it's too obvious. It could easily backfire. Should I try to impress Beryl? I'm

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

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

door, and screamed, "It's hurt so much.

the house

dramatic performance. "Please! Open the

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

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

exclaimed Emily. Her eyes were filled with disapproval and

comfort her mom. And then she looked through

new

how

Emily, with a proud

swallowed his bitterness. Poor guy!

more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. Suddenly, Jack's stomach lurched and

he heaved, he threw up. However, the first thought on his mind was whether Emily would be

Jack and his dignity was

mother live updates on what was

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

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

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

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

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