A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily hadn't expected that Jacob would ask this question. She could not help feeling sad and said, "Don't misunderstand me. I've always regard Donny as a child... actually..."

"Actually?" He interrupted in anger.

"The truth is, we once had a son, but he died at birth... Earlier, before I found you, I used to regard Donny as a child. He is just like a child, simple and innocent. He reminded me of our lost son. I used to wonder what our son would be like if he had grown up..." she said in a low voice.

She was revealing the deepest scar on her heart to him, having to speak of this great pain again. It meant that she had to suffer the devastation all over again.

Jacob was startled and asked, "We had a son?"

"Yes, I did not tell you before..." she answered. Struggling against the flood of tears, she tried a wan smile to comfort him and continued, "I'm not so lucky to be his mother. I failed to protect him. I'm sorry..."

"Don't say that," Jacob interrupted. He had never expected this and didn't want to see her so sad and morn-full. He soothed her, "I shall help him, I promise."

"Thank you," she said simply. She tried to contain her grief, but tears kept forcing past her eye-lids like they had minds of their own. Jacob felt her pain like daggers to his heart.

"Sorry, I'm sorry... It's all my fault. I'm so sorry..." he said.

He lightly kissed her teary eyes, covering the hot lids with his lips. He was racked with guilt and regret as he continued, "No more questions, I promise. I won't force you to talk about the past, if you don't want to, okay? Please don't be sad. Don't cry."

"I'm okay. I mean it. I'm okay." Struggling out of his arms she wiped her tears and asked, "Go and save Mrs. Yang. She can wait no more."

To Jacob, there was no one more important than Emily. He cared nothing at all for Mrs. Yang.

However, he had promised her that he would save Mrs. Yang. If it meant that Emily would stop crying, then he would keep his word.

"Fine, as you wish," he said in a low voice. As Jacob went outside he found that Donny was kneeling at the door, and hammering against it loudly, "Bang, bang, bang."

looked pensively at Donny and then went to Mr. Barefoot's room, calling loudly, "Hey! Old chap! Wake up

woken up, "Damn it! You told me to sleep, no matter what

the one who said we should save Mrs. Yang," Jacob explained with a

said, he asked, "So, Emily has finally woken up, huh? I told you! I can fix any illness in the world! Hahahahaha! Good girl, Emily! Mrs. Yang wanted to kill her, but she still chose to save the old hag's

Barefoot, but he had to keep his promise to Emily so he said, "Just save

her? On what grounds? Why should I follow your words? By the way, I'm not your puppet,"

his own life philosophies, and he chose to refuse Jacob's request.

doctor! How can you watch people die in front of your house? You are so mean!" Jacob

It was you who took the snakes to bite Mrs. Yang! You are the murderer! How dare you scorn me! Damn it!" yelled

He broke into Mr. Barefoot's room and unceremoniously flung the slight man across his shoulder and carried him outside, saying, "I know I said that she deserved to die, but now she must live. You don't have a choice in the matter. Save her now! Otherwise, I promise I

Barefoot kicked and squirmed, trying to be free from Jacob's tight grip and raging, "Damn you! I saved your life and the life of your wife, you ungrateful lump! I

my life. But it's also your duty to

cried out in joy

"This boy seems even more foolish than before. No more kowtow! Or

hear that and just kept prostrating himself

towards the gate and yelled, "Go get your mother! Bring her in now, or do you really want to see her die, right

all the blood having rushed to his head, and lay on the ground stunned for a few seconds. Finally, the meaning of Jacob's instructions sank into

from Jacob's grip and straighten up,

brought her into the treatment room.

go back into her room to keep her company. Donny, however blocked his way and began to do

Thank you

trying to fight back his anger, Jacob coldly

he could not help mentally rowing

that you think of our son when you see Donny... Our son would