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(Stop thinking about Jacob)

Emily busied herself around her lush garden. The sun was nice and warm.

Leaves and flowers glistened in the sunlight. After she picked the leaf and made out what was written on it, she couldn't believe her own eyes.

"Madame, I've found a variety of flower seeds. Which one do you like best?" The maid appeared from nowhere and startled her. She opened her palm and showed Emily several flower seeds.

Emily hid the leaf inside her hand, and looked at the maid casually, and was relieved to see that the maid didn't even notice she was hiding something. In her natural voice she said, "I think they are all okay. They are easy to grow."

"Well, these sunflowers and Chinese roses are easier to grow. And..." Then the maid bent quickly to pick out more seeds for Emily. She also brought her the gardening tools and everything she needed to plant the seeds.

Emily's part was to dig, plant the seeds and water them. The gardeners would take care of them to grow beautifully. But Emily was up for something, so she pretended that she didn't want to dig or continue planting. She returned the small shovel to the maid and said, "I'm tired. I'll go inside and take a rest."

"Oh. Okay..." The maid was surprised but kept quiet. Later on, she thought about Emily's sudden change of mind, and maybe she didn't really like to stay outdoors. Then the maid continued to plant alone.

Emily went to her room and slid under her blanket. Her room was painted white, and it was so quiet that she could almost hear her heart beating faster. She opened her palm, and read the words written on the leaf. The words were clear as day.

"Jacob is alive."

Emily was catching her breath, and her heart was pounding widely like it would burst from her chest any moment.

Was it true? Jacob was still alive!

She couldn't contain her happiness after seeing these words. Maybe it was real; maybe Jacob was alive after all?

She kissed the leaf and put it next to her heart like as if it was the only thing that would lead Jacob back to her. She felt so alive. She never felt this way before, not in a long time.

'But who could have done this?

What else do I need to know?' Emily asked in silence.

Someone closed to Jacob must have done this, but she was sure it wasn't Jack. Jack was so passionate about eliminating everything related to Jacob.

Who could the person be? What else did the person want to say to Emily?

Emily had a feeling that she knew this person who must have access to the villa to secretly pass the message to her. She must be discreet and wait for this person to come up to her.

But for now, she must calm down and act like nothing had happened. However, later that evening, she was in a high spirit that she ate too much which made her threw up before she went to bed.

Jack was happy throughout the evening as he saw how Emily enjoyed her food. But it was soon replaced with worry when he learned she threw up from eating too much!

"How do you feel right now? Do you feel better?"

Emily felt a slight twinge in her stomach and this made her uneasy. She must keep her emotions well hidden otherwise, she would be sorry if Jack found out about her secret. She closed her eyes without looking at Jack, and assured him, "I'm fine now."

"Just don't eat too much again. You're still weak. Take it easy." Jack lovingly touched her forehead and was relieved to know Emily didn't have a fever.

"Yes, I will do that." Emily looked weak and wasn't in the mood to talk.

Jack kissed her lightly on her forehead and tucked her to bed, put off the light and left her alone in her room.

Emily breathed a sigh of relief when Jack closed the door. She got up to pick up the leaf that he had stepped over. And to her surprise, the door opened again, and Jack suddenly appeared.

"Emily, I just remembered…"

Her muscles tensed that she almost fell onto the floor. "You…"

Jack rushed to help her get up, "Did I scare you? My mistake. I should knock next time."

"I'm fine. " Emily pushed him away and went back to bed hoping he would leave soon.

Then Jack asked suddenly, "Did you want to pick something from the floor?"

"No." Emily had noticed her voice was cold and distant, so she changed her tone and added, "Oh, I felt something under my bed, so I want to take a look."

Jack thought that Emily wasn't comfortable in her bed, so he gently asked, "Something under the bed? I'll check it out for you," he said with the hint of protectiveness.

Jack knelt down and looked under the bed and put the light on from his phone, "I see it…"

He took out several crystal buttons which obviously belonged to Emily's dress. He laid them in front of her and asked, "Do you still need them?"

Emily felt relieved and heaved a sigh. Then, pretending she couldn't care less, she answered, "No. Just throw them away."

"Okay." Jack didn't throw them away but put them inside his pocket. " The maid told me that you planted flowers today? I obtained some precious seeds today, and one of them could blossom like a snowflake…" he said gently.

"I don't want them..." Emily wanted to turn him down blatantly, but then she remembered something and stopped. She quickly changed her mind, and acted demurely, "As beautiful as a snowflake… I've never seen that kind of flower before. Is that for real?"

"Yes, very beautiful. But you are far more beautiful and precious than those flowers." Jack was pleased that Emily opened up to him, which was rare.

Of course, Emily ignored his compliment, and nodded, "I want to see them grow. I'll plant them."

Jack's heart melted when he heard Emily's childlike enthusiasm. He lowered his head and tried to kiss her, but Emily turned away. He didn't feel upset at all. He simply straightened his back and said, "Okay. It's time for you to rest. Have a good night."

Jack finally left. She was alone now, and her hand was in sweat while clasping the leaf. With a heavy heart, she opened her hand and looked at the leaf that began to wilt.

She closed her eyes and hoped against hope that whoever written these words wouldn't disappoint her.

Little did she know that after leaving her room, Jack asked the maid about what she did earlier today. He also checked their home security cameras.

In the recorded video, Emily was standing in front of the bush, and she stayed there for a quite long time. She also stroked the flowers around her. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary. After watching, Jack went to the garden and asked his man to remove the flowerpots, but, he didn't find anything.

The maid who was standing beside Jack had no idea what he was doing. "Which one Emily had planted?" Jack asked.

The maid pointed to a small flowerpot, "That one. It didn't sprout yet because it was just planted."

Jack examined the flowerpot and dug the soil with a shovel. He then returned it back to the maid because he didn't find anything. "Don't tell Emily about this."
The maid nodded, "Yes, sir."

Jack put his hand inside his pocket and touched the buttons. He felt relieved to realize that Emily was just out today to plant flowers and nothing more than that. He was pleased and was ready to call it a night.

He preferred Emily to plant flowers instead of thinking about Jacob.


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