A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

It was obvious that Emily knew where the family's lab was located, so she didn't disturb anyone but went alone instead.

She told herself that she just needed to see for herself that Jacob was well, then she would trust Sean again.

However, when she arrived there, she found that it was impossible for her to enter the lab without Sean's finger print for the biometric scanner at the door; which meant no one but him could access the lab.

She would need to collect his finger prints.

Facing a conundrum she was lost in thought, searching for a solution. ·

That evening, Sean was surprised by the scent of delicious aromas emanating from the kitchen, and he suspected a ploy was afoot. ·

In fulfillment of his longing, he saw a familiar figure busy in the kitchen.

Trying to puzzle out her motives he asked, "Why do you feel like cooking today?" Despite his suspicions, he was in a good mood. ·

She tried to act naturally, and allay his suspicions, but also struggled to relax her tight lips and she mildly explained, "Beryl was hungry."

He smiled winsomely, "It seems that I can sponge off of Beryl tonight then."

She shrugged in answer, "If you think so, then it is."

With dinner being served, she opened a bottle of fine red wine and slowly decanted the fiery colored liquid into crystal glasses. Offering him a glass she lowered her eyes and said, "Sean, I don't want to question your previous behavior, but I hope it will not happen again. I am disgusted with it. Can you understand that?"

He accepted the glass and slowly sipped the wine, before coldly replying, "Fine. If you don't like it, then forget it."

She proposed a toast to him and took a sip of the wine before adding, "I will leave here with Jacob and Beryl after he regains his memory. We will not disturb your life any more."

Gripping the glass he smirked, "You are afraid that I will disturb your happy little life, aren't you?"

which could suffice, so Emily didn't try, but her long lashes concealed all the emotions waring in her eyes, "If you

Beryl was tired and becoming teary with fatigue, she carried her to the upstairs room to lie down, as

he had drained several glasses of wine. Obviously his

took a seat next to him, "You're not happy,

he countered, "Do you think I should be happy? Cloris, have I treated you badly? Why do you always try to escape from

"Don't I love you enough? There is no one in the

Emily, not Cloris! You have

rapidly, trying to think

for him to tell whether the woman standing in front of him was

they would become

She felt certain that Cloris had not been willing to be with her brother in the past, so the car accident was not an accident at all, but her only

years,. Did he still want to

deep breath, she remembered her plan and changed her tact, sitting beside him again.

more wine, with a dull light

handsome face had flushed due to the heavy alcohol intake, but upon

so with each word an expression of pain, "Since those years,

out at his heart with words, sharp as a knife, "She doesn't want to see you. She blames you, and hates

in rage, the shards cutting his hand. Suddenly, his hand was drenched in blood which

Sean had never been calm

fetched the first-aid kit and helped him bind up his wound. He watched her in silence while she worked, and as

I miss you so much and

"I'm not Cloris..."

his cheek warm against hers, and begged in a beseeching tone, "I know you are Emily,

touch, but suddenly felt something warm run down her neck. Shocked, she

was it? Were those tears?

Sean was crying...