A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Bonnie couldn't wrap her head around it. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't put her finger on the answer. She felt misunderstood, "Mr. Jacob..."

Jacob shook his head, burning with impatience and dismissed her, "Leave me alone."

He would have asked Bonnie to pack up and get out of his house if it wasn't because of that thing. Not to mention, Emily, that empty-headed woman. Was she deaf? Didn't she hear him asking her to come to his study? What was taking her so long?!

What the hell was she thinking?

Jacob had a feeling at the back of his mind that Emily was seeing someone else when she was looking at him. As if he were a surrogate for someone else.

But who could that be? Jack or Sean?

Or perhaps it was Magee?

Jacob's eyes were as dark as a night sky without any stars. The light in his eyes that once shined bright was no longer there.

...

Emily stayed at Tyrone Mansion. Everyday she would be assigned with different tasks, albeit, somewhat boring and menial. However, much to Emily's surprise, Bonnie's attitude towards her had gotten much nicer and tolerable than before.

Unfortunately, that didn't last very long. Soon after Jacob had left, Bonnie showed her cloven foot. She came back to her former self of being a toxic and cynical human being.

However, despite her nasty attitude, she didn't have the audacity to hurt Emily. The slap to face Emily had given her, was still fresh in her mind, and the pain from which was a constant reminder that Emily was not one to be pushed around so easily. Besides, Jacob's attitude towards Emily was still unclear. Did he still love her? Or maybe he hated her? And if she turned against Emily, would Jacob support her? Bonnie wracked her brain with questions.

Although, she wanted to make life very difficult for Emily, Bonnie knew there was no cure for her itch. At least not at the moment.

All the while, Emily would keep out of Bonnie's way. In truth, she didn't concern herself with matters regarding Bonnie. The only person that took up most of Emily's worries was Jacob and all she could think about was what Sean had told her before.

Deep in her heart, she knew that even if the chip did not exist, she would have to ask Jacob to go a thorough physical test just to rule out the doubts. After all, there could still be other viable solutions available to them.

The problem was that Jacob didn't want to have anything to do with her. In fact, he didn't even want to see her. How could she possibly persuade him to take a test? Would he even listen to her?

Emily fell into a state of great distress.

It was just another day, washed clean of summer's dust by days of gentle rain. Emily stowed away Jacob's laundry as some of his clothes needed to be hand washed. She was no longer the Lady of the house, and the never-ending house chores had become a part of her daily life.

detergent from the shelf. She wasn't particularly familiar with the brand, but she didn't pay much attention to that. She twisted the lid off and poured it out

the sticky, concentrated detergent solution, some of it accidentally splattered on her hand. Immediately, Emily realized that something

she saw her skin start to blister, "What? Is this concentrated

react. Emily bit her lower lip to endure the pain as she took out one of Jacob's shirt to wipe her hand, before she put her hand under the sink and washed it over and over again. She looked frantic, her sleeves rolled up to

acid into the detergent bottle?

want to hurt

in her mind. 'That crazy woman...' Emily firmly believed that Bonnie was responsible, but the pain on her hand reminded her that she didn't have much time to go on looking for evidence to prove her suspicions. Without wasting any time, Emily pulled out the medical kit from the shelf and applied

wound. The flash burn of skin left seared spot that

The sharp pain

single tear, even though the pain was killing her. She forced her tears back inside.

supposed to protect her, the only person she could really rely on was

it well that the world would swallow her up if she wasn't tough enough. And a tough woman wouldn't cry in the

lives in this house! Only the people who live with me here would have the chance to do this.'

culprit was someone who knew her daily routine well. They knew she would have to hand wash Jacob's clothes and she would have to use the laundry detergents. 'What if this

if Beryl comes across something like this? No! I can't

and anxiety, Emily made an exhaustive search, which fortunately revealed nothing further to be afraid of. She felt thankful for

to find out who the perpetrator was!

...

in

a business trip, and it had been three days since he last saw Emily. All the while, he felt upset, as if something really bad had happened to someone he

care of, his heart just wasn't there. He closed the deal as quickly as

ahead of schedule only for his daughter. He was certain that

Jacob did not deem the woman to be worthy of his extra

flying back, he kept telling himself that it wasn't about Emily. Luckily for him, it worked. Jacob

She was staying in the kindergarten. Besides, Beryl was

aware of that

Jacob had returned earlier than his plan, she was a little surprised, as he was supposed to

he was home, he would definitely see the

He doesn't care about me. Will he even notice that I hurt my hand? No. Tough luck,

tugged at the corner of her mouth as she thought about

looking at the flowers in front of her. 'What a beautiful world... but my life is