A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Magee had never triumphed over Jacob in their long-running rivalry, be it business or private life. Now he had been gifted with an opportunity of a lifetime. For the very first time in his life, he had the chance to best Jacob and he would be a fool to let go of this golden chance.

Magee knew that he was taking advantage of his privilege as Jacob was in an unfavorable position. But he couldn't allow such a great opportunity to slip through his fingers. If he didn't take his revenge now for all the humiliation Jacob had subjected him to, he would regret it for the rest of his life when Jacob would regain his memory.

The commotion in the front yard caught Emily's attention. She rushed out from her room when she sensed that something was wrong. What she saw when she entered shocked her: overturned table, broken teapots, water spilled all over the floor and broken fragments scattered around.

"What the hell happened here? Did you two have a fight?" Emily was desperately scrambling to make sense of it all.

Meanwhile, Jacob and Magee had their eyes locked at each other, desperately demanding a release in the form of a fight. Silence enveloped the room, as neither uttered a word to Emily.

Their eyes fashioned like sharp knives, begging to draw first blood.

Emily walked to Jacob's side and held his hands, hoping to ease his anger. She asked Jacob gently, "What happened? Tell me. I am worried about you."

"It's not a big deal." Jacob stopped short. His eyes were still spitting flames of fury, but his tone softened when he spoke to Emily.

Having realized Emily's disquiet at their dispute, Magee shrugged his shoulders and said to her, "Well, I am afraid Jacob and I will have to call an end to our personal squabble. Don't worry, Emily. It's really nothing. I just rubbed him the wrong way."

"Get out of the house now!" Jacob said to Magee coldly.

Although Emily had no idea of how things ended up this way, she was going to be on Jacob's side no matter what had happened. "Maybe this isn't the right time for you two to continue talking. Why not give each other some time to calm down and talk it out another day?" she said to Magee, trying to mediate the dispute between them.

Magee regretted the fact that he wasn't able to seize the opportunity to settle the score with Jacob, but he knew it well that he was the first to instigate the fight and overdoing it could come back to bite him someday. He nodded in agreement to Emily and said, "Okay. We will talk it out later."

Then Magee turned around and walked out of the room.

Jacob looked at the mess around him and then bent down to clean the broken fragments on the ground silently, falling into his own thoughts. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot up his hand. All the while, he failed to notice that a broken shard of porcelain had left a big cut in his palm from which blood was gushing out profusely.

Looking at the blood dripping down Jacob's hand, Emily turned to him with a frown and persuaded him, "Jacob, that's a big cut. Leave these fragments now. I will help you to clean the cut."

however, continued to pick the broken pieces with his bleeding hand as though he hadn't heard what she was saying.

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her and he wouldn't allow anyone to take her away from him. Moreover, he would deal with their conflicts in his own

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Emily stood there in the room silently. No word. No eye contact. They were both hurting on the inside, but they didn't know how to break the invisible wall that was standing between

passed slowly and dreadfully.

Emily lay in bed sleeplessly, tossing and turning, unable to keep out

her anger towards Jacob and the coldness

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