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"SPOILED GIRL" SEASON 8, EPISODE 14"

SPOILED GIRL

 Season 8

Episode 14

(Paternity testing)

Emily, who was standing not too far away, overheard what Beryl had said and her face turned pale and shrivelled up like a dry leaf.   

 It took her a moment before she let the thoughts sink in before she turned and left silently.    

Jacob walked in through the door to hold his daughter, whose cheeks were tight from the dried salty tears she had been shedding in her father's arms. He kissed her on the forehead, patting her gently on the back and coaxing her with a soft voice, "Beryl, daddy is here now. Don't be afraid..."   

 "Yay! Daddy..."   

 "Daddy and mommy will never leave you again."   

 Beryl smiled and snuggled deeper into his embrace, until she felt tired and fell asleep.  

The peaceful look on her sleeping face soothed Jacob's worries and he gently wiped her tears off with his fingers.    How could anyone punish such a lovely little doll?   

 It was better to educate her slowly.    Meanwhile, Rita and David drove back home by themselves leaving their son at the villa.    

Neither of them uttered a word on their way back.    

Until, Rita finally broke the silence, "Do you really think that woman is Emily?" 

   David shook his head, doubtfully, while he kept his eyes on the road. "To be honest, I don't really know anymore. But as long as Jacob's happy, I suppose I don't really care."    

Rita punched him on the arm as soon as he said that. Needless to say, she wasn't pleased with his apathy. "What do you mean as long as Jacob's happy? What about Beryl's happiness? Do you think a young step-mother is what she needs right now?"  

"I can't say for sure whether it would do her good to have a step-mother right now, but I know that Beryl is Jacob and Emily's daughter. Nobody will dare to be unkind to her."    

"What do you know? What if this woman gives birth to her own child?"    

"Hey! Let's try to be positive, okay?" David signed in resignation, "Honestly, I think you shouldn't worry about it so much. Maybe that woman really is Emily."   

 "I can't just leave it to chance. This is Beryl's life we're talking about. I won't be able to rest until I get to the bottom of this. We have to find a way to determine whether she is Emily or not." Rita couldn't stop worrying because she loved Beryl too much.    

David nodded in agreement, "But we can't just bring it up to them out of the blue, after all, we are only their friends. We shouldn't interfere in their family matters."  

Rita understood what David was trying to say. "Who said anything about mentioning this to Jacob or Emily?"    

Out of the nowhere, she pulled out a crumpled handkerchief from her bag and slowly unwrapped it, revealing a few strands of hair.    

The moment David saw it, he realized what it was, "Is that..."    

"Yes, you've guessed it right. I managed to steal a few strands of hair from that woman. Now all we need is Beryl's DNA and a paternity test. Then, voila! 

Everything will be crystal clear, right?"    "Wow, you really are something!" David couldn't help laughing, baffled and shaking his head in disbelief. "How did you manage to get her hair?"  

  "When I was at the Gu's." Rita looked at him disdainfully, "Did you think I was just going to sit there like you, doing nothing, like a useless piece of log?"  

David snorted with laughter. He praised Rita for her tenacity!    

Rita carefully put the handkerchief back in her bag and said, "It shouldn't be hard to find Beryl's hair. She's lived in our home for so long. Let's go back and ask the babysitter to search her room."    

"Yes, ma'am!"    

After they arrived home, Rita immediately asked the maids to look for Beryl's hair strands, and sure enough, they found them without any problem. 

   Without further ado, Rita immediately sent the two hair samples for a DNA paternity testing.    

"Now, let's just wait and see the results." For some reason, David felt guilty. 

Perhaps he felt like he was violating their privacy. "Dear, are you sure it's okay for us to do something like this?"   

 After all, he didn't feel good about going behind his best friend's back. He hoped that this wouldn't affect his friendship with Jacob.  

Surely, Jacob would have been angry if he had known about this.    

"Don't be silly! You can't tell him even if he's your best friend. Are you crazy?" Rita knew that she was breaching her friends' trust by getting a paternity test behind their backs, but for Beryl's sake she couldn't just stand idly by.    

The dreaded time of waiting passed very slowly, but Rita and David remained unusually patient. Not knowing how long had passed, the test results had finally come.    

"David, open it and have a look. Quick!" At long last the moment of truth had arrived. The entire waiting room had fallen silent as Rita leaned forward in hushed anticipation.    

"Oh! Open it quickly. I can't control my emotions any longer." David gestured meaningfully at her with his eyes to calm down. And just as he was about to open the envelope, his wife pressed his hand and said, "Wait a minute!"  

"Why?"   

 "I am feeling nervous!"   

 David brought his palm to his face, in an expression of disbelief, and he couldn't stop himself bursting into laughter. 

"Honey, why are you so adorable? Don't be nervous. If she is, then she is. If she isn't, then let it be. You're starting to make me feel like I am matching my DNA with my son."    

Rita felt embarrassed and angry over the fact that David was making fun of her feelings. She slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Stop talking so much nonsense and open it quickly!"    

"What? You're the one who asked me to wait, and now you want me to open it immediately... Make up your mind, woman!"   

 "Shut up!"  

  Thanks to David's gags, Rita felt relaxed, and she no longer felt the need to delay the inevitable.  

David closed his eyes and on the count of three, he slowly squinted his eyes open at the test report. 

Both of their eyes widened simultaneously as they skimmed through the paper. Not knowing how long it had passed, they looked at each other and then Rita said, "David, what does this mean exactly?"

 "I'll tell you if you tell me you love me!" David got punched on the shoulder just as soon as he put forward the request. Then with a serious expression on his face, he said, "Can't you see? It says positive match for mother-daughter relationship."

 "I knew it! But I just couldn't believe it... Read it again, just so we're not making any mistakes? We need to be 100% sure about this!"

 "Your husband isn't so old yet and he can read! I read it right the first time. That woman is indeed Beryl's biological mother, as in, she is Emily, our friend!"  

The news left Rita totally flabbergasted. Her hands trembled, and she couldn't keep track of the emotions that were running through her mind.    

Although her instincts had told her that the woman in Jacob's house was Emily, she needed absolute, irrefutable proof to ease her mind.    

Suddenly, like an unforgiving spectre, remorse came over to haunt her. Earlier on, in a flash of anger, she had said something hurtful to Emily. She imagined it must have been very painful for Emily to hear that coming from her best friend.   

 How could she ever face Emily again? She didn't even recognize her own best friend!   

 "Rita, why are you crying?" David's concerned voice drew Rita's thoughts back.    

Rita subconsciously touched her own cheek and was surprised to find it wet. She sniffled and wiped the tears away with the back of her hand. "I'm not crying. I just have something in my eye."

  "Yeah right! You might as well say that your eyes are sweating." David embraced her in his arms and said, "Honey, just cry if you want. No one will laugh at you."  

  "How old I am? Why should I cry? I will not cry... No...I, I'm not... just... I..." Rita buried her face in David's chest, sobbing unceasingly, hands clutching at his shirt. While he held her close, rocking her slowly as her tears soaked his chest.    

"Why am I so useless? I even failed to recognize Emily. It must have broken her heart. I hurt her today..."   

 David's heart broke to see her fall apart in his arms. Emotional pain flowing out of every pore. He rubbed her back up and down and said, "You're not the only one who failed to recognize her. Even I couldn't! It's not your fault. You were just trying to be careful. I'm sure Emily will understand that you had good intentions..."  

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