A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Chapter 517 Just Fend For Yourself First

While listening to her words, Magee remembered another face. Yes, once there was also another woman who loved him like this and also regarded him as her savior.

How ridiculous! In this dirty world, who would consider saving anyone but themselves? Since everyone was living in sin, none was cleaner than the other.

A mocking sneer settled on his face, and suddenly he turned, pressing the woman down beneath him.

"Since you ask for it, I won't restrain myself now," he grinned evilly.

"Ah..."

Groans of pain and enjoyment from the woman clung to the dark night sky. The tent was host to shockingly wild movements all night as the man and woman became tangled up together inside.

Cherry finally got what she wanted. Now she was immersed in great joy and also felt a growing sense of vanity, for she had become Magee Lin's woman.

The next day, careful that Jacob was out, she went to meet Emily. Walking into the yard, she found her sitting in the sunshine, bathed in a glorious glow, ceremoniously making tea.

Cherry walked up to her with her head tucked in the air, full of pride and brazen immodesty, "I have been with Mr. Lin," she promptly declared.

Her words stunned Emily momentarily and, as expected, she raised her head to look at Cherry in surprise, "You?"

"Yes, me! What do you mean?" Unsatisfied with her attitude, Cherry countered, "What's wrong with that? Why can't it be me? I love him and he loves me, too. Can't we be together?" she kept explaining, exaggeratedly trying to make it seem like a love story.

When it came to "He loves me, too" Cherry swallowed down her guilty conscience. She soothed her heart, reasoning that he would not have lain with her, if he didn't love her at all.

So, in her mind they really loved each other.

"It's none of my business whether you two are together or not." Emily patiently continued brewing her tea, not willing to give Cherry a second glance. "I just felt a bit surprised. It is a little strange. That's all," she said dryly.

"Why? What's strange about that?" Cherry didn't seem to understand at all.

"The women he usually had relationships with were those with big breasts, slender waist, long legs and fair skin. You're not his usual type, but maybe he's changed his taste?" Emily explained calmly.

"He used to have relationships with a lot of women?" Cherry nearly couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't help feeling jealous, "What about you? Did you sleep with him, too?" she asked.

To Emily, the question, coming from Cherry, couldn't sound more ridiculous. Her face turned cold then, "Just shut up! Not everyone is such a minx like you. The man that you think a treasure, is as nothing in my eyes."

"You!" Cherry was shamed and turned to anger, "As I see it, you are just jealous!" Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

What a big joke this was to Emily! She couldn't help but laugh, "I have the man I love. Why should I envy a woman who has nothing?"

"I have Mr. Lin."

"If only you did have."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Simply what you hear." No longer interested in the conversation, Emily turned back to her tea-ritual with a lowered head. She focused on the crude tea set, but spoke over her shoulder, "You don't have to come here to show off. I am not interested in Magee at all. You are simply neurotic."

Anger twisted Cherry's face, "You..."

For a long time she searched for words to refute Emily's observation, but failing, she felt ready to explode.

She did come here to show off. She wanted to prove to Emily that like her, she could also get an excellent man, just like Jacob!

In her view, Magee dressed quite well and looked pretty handsome, which suggested that he must be a man of wealth. Compared with Jacob, who dressed as a farmer, surely Magee was a better choice.

Moreover, she knew that Magee came to the village just to find Emily. It was quite possible that Magee loved Emily. So she had chosen to claim her ownership over Magee on purpose to show her.

But to her disappointment, Emily didn't care at all!

"I still remember how you pushed me off the cliff. Jacob will come back soon." Emily glowered at her with disgust, "Go away, unless you want to face retaliation."

What Emily said reminded her of that day when she was hung from the cliff by Jacob. Suddenly she was overwhelmed by a deep fear from the bottom of her heart, "I will never forget or forgive! You two will pay it back, one day!"

"Just fend for yourself first. It's still uncertain who should forgive who." Emily said flatly with a frosty tone of voice, as if her words were covered with a thin layer of frost.

Cherry had planned to upset her deliberately while Jacob was out. But when she heard the veiled threat, she didn't want to stay any longer, fearing that Jacob might return suddenly.

Leaving a few childish harsh words, she departed, consumed by anger.

As soon as she had left, Emily turned her eyes to the back door, and said drily, "How long do you plan to keep hiding there?"

Hardly had her voice faded away, when a man stepped into the yard from the back door. Undoubtedly, it was Magee.

She thought something must be wrong. Hiding from someone was something she thought Magee would never do. "Why did you hide yourself while she was here? Isn't it a little late to come out now?"

"Of course not. I am not here to meet her." He walked gracefully to her with a smile, ever the noble man.

However, she seemed to turn a blind eye to his charm. She briefly glanced up at him, then returned her attention to her tea again.

Seeing this, the big smile on his face faded away a little. Fetching a crude bench at random, he sat down to watch her make tea.

It was a fine moment. Warm sunshine poured onto the small garden, painting it shades of gold. Emily was bathed in the sunshine. It wrapped her in pale, golden light. She was intoxicatingly beautiful, and he thirsted greatly!

Dressed in simple linen garb common to this village, she looked most fetching. The neat, plain gray outfit complimented her fair and delicate skin better than any brand names ever could.

A rough-cut fur coat was draped about her shoulders, probably made by Jacob from pelts collected during hunts. Its color was motley, and the quality was not brilliant. However, it made her look ethereal, like a fairy queen.

It seemed a little exaggerated to compare her with a fairy. However, watching her engaged in this pastoral scene, making tea so calmly and with focused grace, he could not help but feel that she was a fairytale being, casting a spell on him.

What an unearthly kind of woman she was! How many sides of her had he never seen before?

As he sat down, she suddenly raised her hand and fanned it in his direction.

He could almost scent her faint fragrance wafting in the air, "What are you doing?" he asked, smiling.

"The smell of other women on you is so strong that it makes me sick," she replied in sad earnestness.

Somewhat amused by her words, he smiled brilliantly, "Does that make you feel uncomfortable?"

She nodded, "She had recently hurt me. I hate her smell. I hate that you would taint yourself with her smell."

His smile faded. He had been unaware that Cherry had hurt her in the past.

Surely Jacob would not target a woman for no reason. Unless that woman crossed his bottom line, and that bottom line was Emily. Finally, he understood their actions.

"What did she do to you?" he asked, darkly.

Emily was unwilling to discuss what had happened in the past with Magee, for it did not concern him anyway. She then simply replied, "There's nothing to tell really. It's over now. How did you become involved with her?"