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!"

the door, "I hope Mr. Jack will stop bothering me from now on. I'll move out

her to resent him any more than she already did. Jack stood in front of the door and frowned

his eye-brows and said to the puppy, "I thought you would be of great help to

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

was not good that Emily was getting

do?' Jack wondered.

It could easily backfire. Should I try to impress Beryl? I'm afraid that the little girl hates me as much

developed a skull-splitting headache

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

"It's hurt so much. Could you help me,

house answered his desperate

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

processing long beans, completely unaware of Jack's whining,

then looked towards the door. She tumbled over in her slippers, carrying a chair with both hands. She slowly placed the chair behind the door and climbed up to

eyes

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

new word your

And I have already learned how to use it,"

said Emily, with a

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

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

as he heaved, he threw up. However, the first thought on his mind was whether Emily would be more angry if she found

Jack and his dignity was growing wider

thing through the peephole, she gave her mother live updates on what was going

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

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

blithe indifference, Emily asserted, "Beryl, you'd better get down

need to take a look. The uncle looks

interested in Jack's tricks, so she lifted Beryl in her arms and