A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily studied the green leaves outside, but her eyes caught a sight too searing to ignore.

She turned around, subconsciously holding her breath. At first she saw nothing, as if it was just her imagination.

Looking again, she restrained a little hope from bubbling in her heart.

She wished so much that the person who had been watching her was Jacob.

It was impossible for him to treat her like before, for he hated her too much to even bear the sight of her.

When thinking about this, she became instantly depressed.

She knew that he had returned, but she didn't dare to see him even though she longed to do so. His cold attitude was unbearable, despite her missing him mightily.

What could she do?

She had been standing too long in the same spot and her legs were going numb. Finally she took a few steps, as Bonnie passed by her ostentatiously. She left the heady aroma of perfume in her wake.

"Whoop." Emily choked and coughed.

Bonnie immediately rolled her eyes at her. She stopped to look Emily's plain dress up and down, then she said with a smug smile, "You look ugly in that simple dress."

It was impossible not to notice Bonnie's dress though.

She was dressed in a pretty but revealing dress. Her white calves paraded in a pair of pearly high-heels. A light spring coat was draped over her shoulder.

Long hair curled down on her back and she wore light make-up. She appeared pure and innocent, just liked a teenage girl out on a date with her sweetheart, "Hmm, you look pretty." Emily nodded lightly as if she didn't care about it, "I'd suggest though that you'd be better off not wearing such an obvious high end copy next time. It is easy to notice the difference."

It took several seconds for Bonnie to grasp her meaning. Then she felt stripped naked by the comment and her face turned red rapidly, "You... You talk nonsense! I am too busy to talk to you!"

"Really? But I have something to talk about with you."

"What?"

"The stuff in the laundry liquid..."

before Bonnie quickly denied

didn't put vitriol in it! Don't

laundry liquid. How could you know it was vitriol? Bonnie, can you predict the

continued denying, but could not hide her guilty tone, "I had nothing to do with it! Why are you so blind? Who said you should be so shameless to wash

wounded hand. It was bound with

make her flinch or be weak, and this maid did not intimidate

she tried to avoid her gaze, "I don't

woman, so she hadn't expected Emily could face her so bravely, or reprimand her so fiercely. The cold of her eyes reminded Bonnie of Mr. Jacob

afraid Emily would discover her being intimidated, so she left quickly without a backward glance. Stomping off on her high-heels, she ran like a monster was

comforted herself that

longer favored by Mr. Jacob. She could

if only she could obtain his favor,

was convinced that all her plans were about to come true. She was going to fly to

retreating back and clenching her hands unconsciously, Emily flashed back to reality with the fresh pain from her

The study...the study...

Jacob's

No, surely not!

that no-one could enter there, including her. Bonnie had somehow gotten Jacob's

reason he treated her

anymore

the wind, while

they arrived at the door of

again. She knocked and asked in a sweet

hear what the person in the room said, but she saw that the smile on Bonnie's face grew even brighter. Distraught, Emily furrowed her brows and bit

pushed the door open, entered and shut it

doing... ...in the study alone?

head so as not to think of the

her to the door of their

of study, she faintly heard a

Jacob, please don't do this to me... hum.... You are

like a statue. Her body