Thursday, 26 March 2020



Season 2

Episode 6

(To burn Bridges)

"Your mother?"    

Zola's mother was the nanny who took care of Jacob when he was just a child. Indeed, Jacob had gratitude for her mother. However, it didn't mean that he would forgive Zola for what she had done to Emily.    

Seeing Jacob's facial expression turn soft, Zola had high hopes of being exempted from punishment. So she continued,"By the way, if I hadn't done that, you wouldn't have found out that Emily was not pregnant."  

There was no baby in Emily's belly. What had she done to deserve so much love from Jacob?    

"So in your opinion, I should thank you for letting me know the truth, right?" asked Jacob. There was a trace of displeasure and sarcasm on his lips. Jacob turned to the bodyguards and ordered,"Take her to the place where she belongs."    

"Yes, sir,"  The bodyguards took Zola away according to his orders.    

"Mr. Jacob! Please! Please don't do that to me. I have already realized my mistakes. Just give me a chance!" Zola kept struggling and pleading incessantly. Her voice gradually faded out as she was taken away.  

Emily stood by and listened to what was going on. She didn't intercede with Jacob for Zola, because she knew that Zola was just pretending to be innocent and remorseful.    

"You figured out the truth so quickly,"  said Emily, as she marvelled at his competence.    

Jacob's anger hadn't completely dissipated. However, as soon as he faced Emily, he took a long, deep breath, struggling to control his own emotions, and said gently,"When it comes to you, I will spare no effort."    
Emily blushed, as she was overwhelmed by the warmth and consideration in Jacob's words. "So what the hell is going on?" she asked.  

"Zola mixed some kind of medicine with the laundry detergent when she was washing my clothes, that was why you could smell its fragrance on my clothes,"  Jacob explained.    

Although Emily had already guessed as much, the truth was still quite surprising to her. She asked earnestly,"Why did she put it on your clothes instead of mine? She just said that she likes you very much. 

Was she not afraid of hurting you?"    
With a serious expression, Jacob stooped down to pick up the laboratory sheet that was scattered on the ground, and handed it to Emily. "This medicine is good for men's health, but not for women, especially for pregnant women. It can lead to fetal deformity and even miscarriage,"  he read it out loud. 

It was much smarter than putting the medicine directly on Emily's clothes.    

Shocked, Emily's eyes widened with terror. However, she was a bit relieved that she was not expecting a baby, because if she really were pregnant, the medicine could have affected the baby...    

"It's all right now. I'll make sure she gets the punishment she deserves,"  assured Jacob. Thinking of Zola's face made Jacob feel nauseated. He went and threw all the underwear that had been washed by Zola into the trash can.  

In Jacob's mind, the images of Zola sniffing through his private stuff gave him the creeps, as he got shivers all over his body. After asking Emily to get some rest, the first thing he wanted to do was to take a long, hot shower.    

Emily could more or less understand his sentiment. Besides, no matter who it was, coming to discover something of that nature would gross out any sensible human being. Moreover, Jacob was obsessed with cleanliness. To him, the effects of such a shock could have been tenfolds.  

However, oddly enough, this time he didn't seem to react as much compared to when he found out that Emily had taken his underwear. He even deliberately flirted with her.    
A few days later, after regaining her health, Emily thought it was the right time to have a showdown with Jacob, so she decided to have a chat with him when he was in a good mood.    

"Jacob, I want to move back to my old place,"  she said.    

In truth, Emily took the words of those servants to heart. She also thought that it was inappropriate for her to live here since she wasn't pregnant with his child.  

Jacob, who was flipping through some documents, paused and raised his eyelids to look at Emily deeply. "What did you say? Come again,"  asked Jacob.    

When Emily met his eyes, she suddenly lost the courage. However, just after a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said bravely,"I said I want to move back to my former apartment."    

"No,"  he refused, straight away. 

Jacob was not going to listen to her reasons. He refused directly without any possibility of further negotiations.    

Emily frowned because of Jacob's tough attitude. "I promised to live with you before because I thought I was pregnant, and it was the same reason that made you bring me here so that you could look after me. But the fact is that I'm not pregnant, so it's not appropriate for me to live in your mansion with you."  

was pregnant, and it was the same reason that made you bring me here so that you could look after me. But the fact is that I'm not pregnant, so it's not appropriate for me to live in your mansion with you."    

"Who says it is inappropriate?"    

Jacob inquired, as he stared into her face with anger in his eyes. He continued,"So you stayed with me just because of the baby? Now that you found out that you are not pregnant, you want to abandon me? 

Emily, I will not allow you to burn this bridge just because we don't have a baby to keep us together."    

Emily didn't understand why Jacob took her as a person who willingly burned bridges. "Without the baby, I have no reason to live with you,"  she said.  

"You are my woman, that's all the reason you need,"     

said Jacob in a firm tone, as if no one could refused him.    

Somehow Emily gathered her courage and rebutted loudly,"I don't want to be one of your trophies. I am my own person. If you only want me to be your mistress, then I'm sorry, I refuse your offer. But if you want to be with me in a normal way, please show me some proper respect!"    

In truth, she kept everything that Jacob had done for her in her heart. It was undeniable that she had a certain affinity for him, but all she wanted was to be respected as an individual, instead of being treated like a pet or a mistress who could be replaced at any time.  

Emily never appreciated how Jacob treated her like his favourite puppy. She felt terrible and deeply mortified.    

She wanted to be an independent person. Someone who wasn't bound by the fetters of motherhood.    

"Respect? Have I not shown you respect?" asked Jacob, looking puzzled. Jacob felt like he had exhausted all his patience with Emily. How dare she say that he had not respected her?  

"Jacob, I am trying to have an adult conversation with you right now. I'm not trying to quarrel with you,"  explained Emily.    

"So what do you want? Move back? That's impossible!" Jacob refused again.    

Considering all the hardships and effort he put into bringing Emily into his home and giving her the best treatment she could ask for, how could he allow her to leave just like that? After all, he didn't get what he wanted from her.    

"Jacob, you can't decide whether I am going to stay or leave. I am not your property,"  said Emily. She was a little angry, but she still restrained herself and tried to discuss the problem more calmly with Jacob.  

Jacob, however, didn't give her a chance to speak at all as he claimed,"I saved your life, so of course you are mine."    

Astounded, Emily could not think of the right thing to say.    

What Jacob said was right. If he hadn't risked his life to save Emily from the earthquake, she would most likely be dead. This man had suffered all kinds of pains and injuries for her…… However, just because Jacob was her benefactor, it didn't mean that he could dominate her life.    

"If you truly believe I didn't respect you before, you will experience the real feeling of disrespect in the next few days,"  vowed Jacob, angrily.  

Just as he had finished speaking, Jacob got up and left without looking back at Emily

Soon, Emily realized what Jacob really meant.

Emily was put under house arrest and wasn't allowed to walk out of Tyrone Mansion at all.




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