A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Chapter 559 Because I love him

Looking at his gloomy face, she slowly set down her chopsticks. Her lips pursed a little, and in a small voice she said, "Are the dishes not to your taste today? Then, tomorrow I will..."

"I don't need you to do anything." Jacob interrupted her coldly, but his eyes fell upon her injured hand and involuntarily he softened slightly, "Why do you like to be a servant so much?"

Saying this, he abruptly swept all the dishes off the table and smashed them on the ground. Broken pieces of porcelain scattered and the gravy splashed against the walls.

Emily was stunned by the violent act and the mess left behind.

"I am sorry." After a long time, she apologized softly, lowering her eyes. Her long eyelashes hid her emotions in their shadows.

But he saw her expression and her helpless depression. She was like a wounded deer. It reminded him of an inescapable despair and roused a great feeling of discomfort in him.

"Get out." He heard himself saying coldly, "Bring Beryl here."

With a low voice, Emily responded, "Okay." She stood up and left, her head still bowed low.

Only Jacob remained in the dinning room with its war-zone appearance, where plates lay murdered on the floor, bleeding out gravy and bits of food. He sat down, frowned deeply, and he couldn't help but recall Emily's expression again.

He was inexplicably irritable.

Why was this woman always affecting his mood?

Most of the table setting had been swept off onto the floor, except for one plate which had stayed safe and lonely in the furthest corner of the table.

Gazing at the dish for a few seconds, he pulled it closer and sneered, "What the damn did she cook?"

Although he said this, his hand involuntarily took up the chopsticks and he began to eat. The taste was oddly familiar and he felt as if he had enjoyed this dish many times before.

After tasting it, Jacob could not stop eating.

It was far worse than what the cook could prepare. But to him it was delicious, and he could not stop eating. It was as if he was addicted to it.

spirit. The empty space in his heart temporarily

other dishes

her to

up, he thought of her cut hands

not need

get addicted to her cooking! I will not let her succeed!' he thought stubbornly.

...

the room, she met the maid again in the

our master?" There was no one else around, and the maid

not care about Emily at all. So

her on the other side of the passage. The maid continued harassing her though

Emily looked at her coldly. Nothing could affect her mood except for Jacob and this maid was

was like Emily saw her

birth to a bastard daughter, instead of a

into Mr. Jacob's bed? What was it like giving birth to

sharp as a slap. She

you trying hard to snare Mr. Jacob again? You're just after his money, right? What

for you, but not for me." Emily looked at her steadily. Her eyes seemed

are nobler than

will not

she said slowly, word by word, "Because I will not let you get

maid widened her eyes

firmly, without any hesitation, "Because I love

maid was stunned for a few seconds. Suddenly she laughed sarcastically, as she thought about what Emily had

walked around her.

Beryl back, the dining room had been tidied up and there was no

at? Wipe the floor, quickly!" A white rag was tossed

and said, "Mr. Jacob said, since you want

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