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 on. I'll

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

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

the door, in despair, he sighed and thought of his

getting more and more irritated with him.

I do?' Jack wondered.

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, '

to believe him? Jack had developed a

arm, his eyes suddenly lit up. Jack shouted, "Cloris, open the door! I'm bleeding. It

screamed, "It's hurt so much. Could you help me, at least let me in to

house

audience, Jack continued his dramatic performance. "Please! Open the door, or I will die in front of your house..." he

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

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

exclaimed Emily. Her eyes were filled

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

Emily asked, "Is that the new word your

learned how to use it," answered Beryl.

so good!" said Emily, with a proud look

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

stomach lurched and gurgled.

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

distance between Jack and his dignity was

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

it was just a trick Jack was playing, so she ignored

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

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

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

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