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"SPOILED GIRL" SEASON 7, EPISODE 31"

SPOILED GIRL

 Season 7

Episode 31

(New rebirth)

After Jacob comforted Beryl, he asked his people to fire those maids gossiping in front of Beryl and recruit a fresh batch of honest, middle-aged maids.    

Life still went on, and for a while it seemed that nothing was different. 

Jacob would check up on the dead body in the ice coffin everyday, until one day, he suddenly discovered that the dead body was beginning to rot.    

A silent panic gripped Jacob as he rushed to find the solution. 

Unfortunately, there was no way of preventing a dead body from rotting. 

They could only delay the process for so long.    

It was odd that there were plenty of ice, but the dead body seemed to not be controlled by the freezing and rotted gradually.    

Jacob couldn't bear the thought of his lover rotting away, but there was only so much he could do to fight nature. In his desperation, he hired some spiritual doctors, even though he didn't believe in superstitions at all.  

He seemed to give up hope on scientific method and turned to something superstitious.   

 These spiritual doctors did their best to cast their spells, but it all turned out to be useless, so Jacob threw them all out at once.  

  In the end, there was only an old, white-bearded monk left. However, instead of asking for money or anything else in return he only took one look a the dead body and said the word "Amitabha".  

 "My dear benefactor, this lady is not willing to stay here. Why are you keeping her here against her wishes? Please let her rest in peace."    

"That's impossible." Jacob showed an expression of grief and said, "I am the one she loved most, and we also have an adorable daughter. How could she want to leave us? You're just spewing nonsense!"  

The wise monk shook his head and said, "My dear benefactor, the act of letting go is also a kind of accomplishment. Why are you being so stubborn? You keep her here means that you're depriving her right of being reborn."    

Jacob kept silent for a quite long time, then he slowly opened his mouth. "Old man, do you really believe that human beings have souls?"    

The old monk sighed and replied, "Everything has a circular causation and everyone is born equal. It is true when you choose to believe in it, otherwise, it is not true."   

 "Is she... looking at me now?"   

"Amitabha."    

"Does she blame me for keeping her here?"   

 "My dear benefactor, please restrain your grief and accept fate. Who knows? 

It might not be so bad as you think it is.

The words of this old monk were meaningful, but it was a pity that the man he was speaking to was so deep in sorrow that he didn't listen to him.  

Jacob closed his eyes slowly and said, "You can go now."   

 A few days later, the dead body was taken to a crematory.   

 The Tao family were present during the ceremony and this time Jacob didn't send them away. In truth, he didn't care about them. Their presence made no difference to him, as if they were just air.    
Mrs. Tao looked at the dead body in the ice coffin sorrowfully. Then she slowly broke down into tears. Standing next to her was Mr. Tao who also struggled to keep himself composed.    

This was their daughter!    

But what did they do to her when she was alive?   

 They didn't give her the love she deserved, instead, they asked Emily to tolerate their foster-daughter even though Tina tried to hurt her so many time. Eventually that created a vast chasm between them... Eventually, they lost her.  

Perhaps if they had disciplined Tina properly, things would have been different, and they would still have all three of their children now. They were to blame for their and their children's downfall.    

"Emily, it is my fault. I deserve to die for what I have done..." Mrs. Tao's eyes were swollen like two peaches, and she spoke in a tone full of sadness. "I'd rather live in a world where you weren't my daughter, if it meant that you would have a happy life."    

Jacob showed no expression on his cold and hard face as he watched Mrs. Tao cry herself out of breath. He was as cold as an iceberg, and he didn't shed a single tear.    

It seemed as though he had worked through his depression and finally made peace with the truth.  

When the dead body was slowly pushed into the furnace, Jacob realized what he was doing. Suddenly, his pupils shrank and he cried out indescribably, "Stop! Stop it!"    

He strode forward as he spoke to quickly pull out the dead body from inside the furnace!    But it was too late.  

The unrelenting, uncaring flames had already engulfed the dead body.   

 All of sudden, Jacob's eyes widened as he was about to jump into the furnace. 

  "Mr. Jacob! Mr. Jacob!!" The people there almost had a heart attack, so they hurried to stop Jacob and grabbed him firmly so as to prevent him from trying anything reckless!   

 "Let me go! Let me go!" The upper part of Jacob's body was almost inside the furnace, when he got pulled back by a group of people. He struggled with all his effort and said, "I regret it now! I don't want a cremation! Let me go! I want her back!"  

"Mr Gu! It is too dangerous!" They held him back with all their strength. It took a few people to keep Jacob down.    

Jacob just watched helplessly as door of the furnace closed, and slowly the light of his eyes died out. "Emily! That's my dear Emily..." 

 Jacob was drowning in an ocean of regret! He should have never agreed to have her cremated! 

   'The flames are so hot she'll be burnt to ashes. She must be in a lot of pain!'    

At least, when Jacob had the dead body preserved in the ice coffin, he could tell himself that she was still alive and resting indefinitely. But once the cremation was done, there would be nothing left of her.    

That damned monk! Why did Jacob have to listen to him?    

Jacob never wanted her to be cremated!  

Jacob tried to rushed into the furnace again, but he was held back by a group of people. Although he was a strong man, there was no way he was going to break free from a group of people.    

All he could do was to cry and yell from the top of his lungs. "Emily! I beg you! Pleas! Let me go! Please save my dear Emily's life..."   

 Everyone there could feel his pain and they couldn't bear to watch him like that, but it had to be done.    

Not knowing how long it had been, the cremation was finally over.    

Soon after, the staff handed over the cremains to Jacob. It seemed as though he had lost his soul and his eyes were so hollow, he resembled a dying old man.  

  The love of his life had been turned to ash and put in an urn for him.    

Never again would he be able to see her face again.  

She was gone. For good.    

Unfortunately, he still had to carry on living in this putrid world.    

Much like a walking, talking dead body. 

   ...    

Half a year later, in a secret castle deep in the forest of D country.    

On a soft bed, scented with roses, was a beautiful woman in deep slumber. A beacon of light pierced through the mullioned panes of glass, bathing her body in a crisscross of iridescent colour, illuminating her like an angel.   

 After a while, a handsome man walked in to break the silence in the room. 

"You're not awake yet..."    

Emily fluttered her eyes open to his voice. She woke up feeling exhausted, as if she had been in a dream, and yet she couldn't recall anything about it at all. 

She had an instinctive feeling that her dream was trying to show her a sign, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember anything.  

She heard the voice of someone calling her with a gentle voice that made her open her eyes to this world.    

Before long, the handsome face of the man appeared in front of her. He stared at her with a pair of eyes as tender as water and said, "Cloris, are you awake?" 

   Cloris? Was Cloris her name?    

Who could that man be?   

 Emily looked at the man with a puzzled expression, and her eyes were as pure as a new-bon baby. She stared at the man without blinking, as if she had forgotten how to speak.    

The man leaned towards her and gave a feathery kiss on her long and curly eyelashes. Then in a voice, as deep and melodious as the sound of a violin, he said, "It's me, your brother. Have you forgotten who I am?"  

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