A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Chapter 245 Are You So Shameless As to Ask

Envy eventually appeared in Jack's eyes, and it grew thicker with every passing moment. His voice was soft but cruel, "So what, Emily? You've been tainted by me. Even if he comes back, he won't want you..."

"Pat!" Emily slapped Jack hard across the face!

Jack staggered back, a red welt showing ghastly across his cheek. He turned slowly and came across Emily's hateful eyes.

"Jack, knowing you has been the most regretful part of my entire life," she said.

Jack's heart stopped beating for a moment and his stomach fell into a bottomless pit of despair. He felt like he was going to collapse at any moment.

Desperate to gain her trust, he wanted to tell her the truth about that night, but he swallowed his words, instead he said, "There's no point in living in regret, because I will be be tangling with you all my life."

"Don't make me hate you more," said Emily.

"You already hate me, don't you? So you might as well add a little more hate to it," he teased. Jack curved his lips upward and smiled menacingly, "If you are doomed not to love me, then I'd rather have you hate me.

Either way, I want you to remember me all your life!" he said. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"You're a disgusting psychopath!" she exclaimed. Emily had lost the will to continue arguing with him. She got up and turned around to leave, when Jack grabbed her hand from behind. "Where are you off to?

Emily, where are you going?" he asked. Jack gently tugged her arm and added, "Your foster parents want to hurt you. What do you plan on doing about that?"

"It's none of your business. Let me go!" she yelled.

"No, I will not! Emily, please, let me help you! I don't want you to get hurt!" he insisted.

"I don't need your help. And most of all, I don't need your pity..." Emily's head throbbed in agony. Squeezing her eyes shut, she willed the pain to go away. "Please, just let me go and stop pestering..." she pleaded.

"Let you go? Then what about me?" he asked. A bitter smile graced Jack's sullen face. The heartache he endured was no less than a hurricane. "You only have Jacob in your heart, don't you?

He won't be coming back anytime soon, so you should stop waiting for him..." he said, vaguely.

"What do you mean by this?" she asked. Emily keenly grasped the important message in the words. A spider of fear skittered along her spine.

Jack, suddenly, realized that he had said too much. Wild, mad-eyed, he whipped his head around looking for an excuse.

"Tell me! What on earth did you mean by that? What happened to Jacob?" asked Emily.

"Emily, he is fine..." said Jack.

Emily trembled in fury, and pushed his hand away as she turned around to leave.

"Emily!" Jack cried out. He ran after her as fast as he could, but Emily was quick to hail a taxi by the road, as she left him trailing behind.

A muscle twitched involuntarily at the corner of Jack's right eye, and his mouth formed a rigid grimace.

Emily got inside the car, and immediately broke down in tears, gasping for air. The only thing she was really aware of, was the sound of her heart throbbing against the cage of her chest.

Emily missed Jacob, his soft voice and his warm embrace... But now, she couldn't even tell where he was. She had no idea whether he was dead or alive!

Jack's vague attitude gave away more than he had intended. 'Something must have happened to Jacob, or else, why would Jack say that?' she thought.

To relieve her curiosity, Emily gathered her courage and called Jacob, but there was no answer. She dialled again and again, but the end result was the same.

The dread creeps over Emily like an icy chill, numbing her brain. In this frozen state her mind offered only one thought, 'Jack's words were probably true.'

What was wrong with Jacob? Why wouldn't he answer his phone? No wonder he hadn't contacted here in such a long time. It wasn't like Jacob at all...

The more Emily stressed, the more nervous she became. When she got home, she paced around the apartment restlessly. In the end, she decided to book a ticket and look for Jacob herself. Fortunately, Jacob had told her where he was going for the business trip.

Unease blossomed from within her, as she dreaded every second of anticipation. The earliest ticket she could book was for tomorrow morning.

A few minutes after Emily had booked her flight tickets, Debby and Andrew showed up at her doorstep.

When Emily opened the door, she didn't look particularly excited to see them. With a wearisome look on her face, she asked, "Mom, Dad, why are you here again?"

This time, however, Emily did not invite them in.

Emily's parents stood outside the door, feeling embarrassed. Debby was at a complete loss. Puzzled, her mind scrambled to find the right words. "Emily, how can you speak to us like that?" she asked.

Silent, Emily continued without hesitation, expressionless as she studied the dark beads of their eyes. She noted the pallor of their face, and darted a quick, suspicion-laden glance at them. "You've come here to see if your poison had worked, right?" she asked.

A shiver raced through their spine, freezing their body from the inside.

"Emily, what are you saying... What do you mean by that?" asked Debby. Emily's mother bit her lower lip. Her face flushed with the heat of terror and her eyes desperately trie to rid itself of the guilt.

Emily's father was furious. "Are you accusing me and your mother of poisoning you? Be careful of what you say, girl!" he said.

Although, on the surface, they somehow managed to fight off Emily's suspicion, but deep down inside the both of them were praying for a miracle in their heart.

Why didn't Emily look any different?

They saw her drinking the soybean milk with their own eyes. Did it not work?

"You don't have to pretend any more. I'm tired of playing games with you," she said. Emily threw the test report in front of them. Her voice gradually became fragmented, "The cup of soybean milk you personally put in my hand was mixed with drugs... Why? All I want to know is why would you do such a horrible thing? What did I ever do to you?" she asked.

In the end, she couldn't conceal the sadness in her tone anymore.

At that point, Debby's face fell faster than a corpse in cement boots. She had nothing to protect her but empty words. There was no point in trying to reach for an excuse. "You didn't drink it, right?" asked Debby.

"You want me to drink it, don't you?" she asked. Emily's facial expression was one of absolute disdain. In that instant her skin became greyed, her mouth hung with lips slightly parted and her eyes were as wide as they could stretch. "I'm sorry to disappoint you... Why, mom?" asked Emily.

"Why? How dare you ask me why?" yelled Debby. Suddenly, Emily's mother went berserk. Her lethal stare felt painful and piercing, as if her glare was tearing Emily's heart apart with a blinding teal light. "Do you know what you have done to my dear Tina? Have you no shame? How dare you still call me mom?" said Debby.

"Mom... I didn't..." Emily mumbled. In truth, Emily had never caused Tina any harm. Tina's downfall was her own fault. It was Tina who tried to do Emily harm, but why couldn't anyone see that? Why did everyone put the blame on Emily?

What did the world have against Emily?

"Shut up! Never call me mom again!" Debby screamed. Debby's eyes flashed with resentment and anger, much like lightning on a pitch black night. "I wish I never had a daughter like you! Look at what you've done. Are you even human?" asked Debby.

"Never call me mom again", that was the last straw for Emily. A burning animosity was developing in her amber orbs, but the pain in her heart almost choked the life out of her. She had never felt so lonely and abandoned in her life. The harshness of reality, deprived her of the ability to deceive herself.

Words seemed to have lost its weight and meaning now.

"Okay, that's it," she said to her parents. Emily slammed the door, and returned to her own room with a sad expression. Her parents were outside cursing at her. Their indistinct voices pierced her heart like a thousand needles.

Emily's facial expression was cadaver-like, not just sagged but lacking its usual liveliness completely, as if she had left her spirit somewhere else.

Emily's mother, did not want her.