A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

It took a few seconds for the maidservant to respond. She was delighted by Emily's pallid face. Hiding a smile of glee, she turned to Jacob and asked in a servile manner, "Sir, finally you have returned. Please may I take your coat to hang it up for you?"

Jacob didn't respond kindly, but threw the coat at her instead.

Unperturbed with his disregard, the maid still fawned over him. She felt blessed to be able to serve him. Taking his coat, she proudly handled it like a precious treasure which she had been entrusted with.

Gloating, she cast Emily a shrewd glance before leaving the room. Her eyes were filled with scorn and contempt.

Happily she thought that Jacob didn't care for Emily at all. It seemed that she had fallen out of favor with him. Simply being the mother of his child was not enough to secure Emily a position.

She smiled gleefully and began planing what she could do next.

Realizing that Jacob must have heard her speaking to Emily just now, and that he had not taken her to task about her attitude, she began to scheme grandly. Did this mean that Jacob didn't like Emily any more and didn't even care how she was treated?

Unable to restrain her ecstasy, the maidservant began brooding on a plan of how to capture his attentions for herself.

Emily forced a tight smile for him and asked, "Jacob, what were you saying just now?"

His heart sank. He couldn't bring himself to repeat his words again for some unknown reason. "Are you deaf? Should I call a doctor to examine your ears?" he simply asked coldly.

"Stop treating me like this. It's enough!" She replied loudly as the smile faded from her face, "I heard every word, but I just can't believe that you would say such cruel words to me! Why?"

"Emily, come off it!" Jacob said angrily, "The jig is up. I am sick of you!"

She forced herself not to cry, clinging to the cold comfort that he didn't know the truth. He couldn't really be held accountable for his harsh words. Drawing strength from reserves, which she didn't even know she had, she knew that she could take the pain. She could suffer anything as long as it was for Jacob's good.

It was agony hearing such words from the man who she trusted and loved most. Every word from his lips was a dagger to the heart. It was so cruel!

She understood that he was riled by her behavior, because he had no idea of what was really going on. But it didn't ease the pain of his cold contempt. How could he treat her like this? She had been his cherished woman! But now she suffered disdain, like an enemy. Like an angel, she had been cast out of heaven and now languished in hell.

Her worst nightmare had come true. How miserable she was! But for his sake, she would make any sacrifice!

you. Please sit down and I will bring the dishes for you,"

ahead of him, he

Silently she walked around the kitchen in a pair of soft slippers. There was a lightness to her activity

around the kitchen triggered a memory

he returned home, there were always delicious meals waiting for him. She used to stand at the door, eager to see him. They would hug and kiss each other, before together

could go back in time and they could love each other and be sincere with each other like

it was impossible. Such ridiculous thoughts quickly perished in the flames of his remembered hurt. He simply could not get

and assume a look of innocence with him? He saw through her disguise. Never would he

from the kitchen to the dinning room. Her hands were filled with delicious offerings, and Jacob couldn't help feeling moved. Beryl returned then

Beryl whimpered. Her arms wrapped tightly around

complaints. She tenderly returned the hug and patted her back soothingly, saying, "Beryl,

thought that she would never see

three of them were finally reunited after a long road filled with

hugged her tightly as if her mother would disappear once she loosed her hands. She pleaded, "Mom, I don't want to be

silently, fighting for calm. After settling down a little, she stroked Beryl's head and whispered to her, "I know, dear. I don't want to be separated from you either.

not had any choice but to take the risk and let Beryl go find Jacob

that man, even if it

saved me. I am so proud of you," she smiled down at her

you. He is a hero," Beryl replied as she

her tears with her little hands. She left Emily's arms and turned to Jacob. He smiled

her father happily and said, "Dad, I know you

kindly at her. Looking at her happy face, he was bombarded

she hated him for what he had done. But now Emily's return had lit up her life again. It seemed that she had already forgotten what happened before. The only thing she remembered was that he saved her mother. She could forgive him for her mother's

mother that much.

father, but Emily wasn't worthy of her love any more. Why couldn't

he didn't know how to explain it to her. The right words just eluded the tip of his

forever and he already gave his word on that.

hands and then returned to the table. Jacob's words came to her as she was ready to

cook all of