Chapter 563 Why Did You Betray Me


    Emily studied the green leaves outside, but her eyes caught a sight too searing to ignore.


    She turned around, subconsciously holding her breath. At first she saw nothing, as if it was just her


    imagination.


    Looking again, she restrained a little hope from bubbling in her heart.


    She wished so much that the person who had been watching her was Jacob.


    It was impossible for him to treat her like before, for he hated her too much to even bear the sight of


    her.


    When thinking about this, she became instantly depressed.


    She knew that he had returned, but she didn''t dare to see him even though she longed to do so. His


    cold attitude was unbearable, despite her missing him mightily.


    What could she do?


    She had been standing too long in the same spot and her legs were going numb. Finally she took a few


    steps, as Bonnie passed by her ostentatiously. She left the heady aroma of perfume in her wake.


    "Whoop." Emily choked and coughed.


    Bonnie immediately rolled her eyes at her. She stopped to look Emily''s in dress up and down, then


    she said with a smug smile, "You look ugly in that simple dress."


    It was impossible not to notice Bonnie''s dress though.


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    She was dressed in a pretty but revealing dress. Her white calves paraded in a pair of pearly high-


    heels. A light spring coat was draped over her shoulder.


    Long hair curled down on her back and she wore light make-up. She appeared pure and innocent, just


    liked a teenage girl out on a date with her sweetheart, "Hmm, you look pretty." Emily nodded lightly as if


    she didn''t care about it, "I''d suggest though that you''d be better off not wearing such an obvious high


    end copy next time. It is easy to notice the difference."


    It took several seconds for Bonnie to grasp her meaning. Then she felt stripped naked by thement


    and her face turned red rapidly, "You... You talk nonsense! I am too busy to talk to you!"


    "Really? But I have something to talk about with you."


    "What?"


    "The stuff in theundry liquid..."


    She had barely spoken before Bonnie quickly denied it.


    "I didn''t put vitriol in it! Don''t me me!"


    Emily''s face turned cold, "I didn''t say what was in theundry liquid. How could you know it was vitriol?


    Bonnie, can you predict the future?"


    The maid opened her eyes wide and continued denying, but could not hide her guilty tone, "I had


    nothing to do with it! Why are you so blind? Who said you should be so shameless to wash Mr. Jacob''s


    clothes anyway? You deserve it!"


    "I deserve it?" she lifted her wounded hand. It was bound with gauze and blood stained the bandages,


    "I''ll remember this."


    No one but Jacob and Beryl could make her flinch or be weak, and this maid did not intimidate her.


    Bonnie couldn''t help but shiver when she met her eyes. They were deep as ancient wells, and fraught


    with danger. Desperately she tried to avoid her gaze, "I don''t want to talk more with you! Mr. Jacob


    asked me toe to his study!"


    She considered Emily as an effeminate woman, so she hadn''t expected Emily could face her so


    bravely, or reprimand her so fiercely. The cold of her eyes reminded Bonnie of Mr. Jacob in an instant.


    She was afraid Emily would discover her being intimidated, so she left quickly without a backward


    nce. Stomping off on her high-heels, she ran like a monster was after her.


    Sheforted herself that it didn''t matter.


    Emily was just a woman who was no longer favored by Mr. Jacob. She could do nothing to her.


    Besides, Jacob would definitely be touched if he knew of her devotion to him. Bonnie thought that if


    only she could obtain his favor, and she would kick Emily to the curb. How simple it would be!


    Gaining confidence again, she was convinced that all her ns were about toe true. She was


    going to fly to heaven like the phoenix.


    Looking at Bonnie''s retreating back and clenching her hands unconsciously, Emily shed back to


    reality with the fresh pain from her open wounds.


    The study...the study...


    Could everyone enter Jacob''s study now?


    No, surely not!


    At least after she returned to this house, she saw that no-one could enter there, including her. Bonnie


    had somehow gotten Jacob''s permission to enter his study though.


    For some reason he treated her quite differently.


    Unable to bear it anymore she followed her.


    Bonnie walked very quickly with her slim waist twisting like a willow in the wind, while Emily followed


    behind in her soft slippers, stalking her soundlessly.


    Soon they arrived at the door of study.


    The younger woman refined her make-up and tidied her clothes again. She knocked and asked in a


    sweet voice, "Sir, it''s Bonnie. May Ie in?"


    Emily wasn''t near enough to hear what the person in the room said, but she saw that the smile on


    Bonnie''s face grew even brighter. Distraught, Emily furrowed her brows and bit her lip.


    Waiting a moment, Bonnie pushed the door open, entered and shut it tightly behind her again.


    What were they doing... ...in the study alone?


    She shook her head so as not to think of the possibilities and the ambiguity, but she couldn''t cheat


    herself.


    Her feet carried her to the door of their own ord.


    When she arrived at the door of study, she faintly heard a voice from inside.


    "Ah... Mr. Jacob, please don''t do this to me... hum.... You are so bad..."


    Shocked, she froze like a statue. Her body seemed to have turned to stone.


    She couldn''t believe what she had heard.


    The moaninging from inside the study kept going on and on. Emily recognized Bonnie''s


    pretentious voice. "Mr. Jacob... Ah! Hug me... Give me more... I want you..." Emily was actually familiar


    with this kind of noise, and she soon came to realize what was going on behind this closed door.


    She couldn''t take it anymore.


    She wanted to leave there, but she couldn''t move. Her feet seemed to have be rooted to the spot.


    Powerlessly she had to listen to the soundsing through the door. The more she heard, the greater


    the pressure in her chest grew.


    Eventually she couldn''t even breathe.


    She was about to faint!


    It turned out that being betrayed was so painful!


    She wanted to scream and cry loudly to release her sorrow. All her strength seemed to have drained


    away though and she was unable to do anything.


    The sounds in the study was so clear that it kept invading her ears continuously, liked a magic spell. It


    strained her eardrums and frayed her nerves.


    With those clearly audible sounds, her heart was broken.


    It broke into a shattering of snowkes and ss shards before finally raining down piece-by-piece and


    turning to powder.


    It hurt, it hurt.


    Why did it hurt so much?


    Why did you forget me? Why did you betray me?


    Why didn''t you love me?


    She didn''t even have the courage to open the door, for she was afraid to witness the destruction of


    their love. Afraid that she couldn''t hang on, she simply stood quivering in one ce.


    So pathetic!


    Facing the onught of her giant mental attack she couldn''t stand any longer, and her legs gave way.


    Shakily she slid down along the wall and sank in a crumpled heap on the cold floor.


    "Jacob..." she mumbled numbly as she suddenly heard someone''s voice besides her.


    "Why are you sitting here?"