A Call That Changed Her Entire Life novel Chapter 77

While Jacob was lost in the passionate kiss, Emily's stomach lurched suddenly, as the vile spew forced its way out of her mouth.

Although, Jacob stepped back as fast as he could, a bit of projectile vomit overshot and hit him, as the foul-smelling liquid dripped down his clothes. In an instant, Jacob's face turned purple with rage.

Zola, the house maid, who had been watching them secretly since they stepping into the house, immediately ran towards them, looking to wipe Jacob's clothes. She suggested, "Sir, the lady is very drunk. How about letting me take care of her..."

Jacob pushed her hand away and said, "No. Go away."

Zola felt a twinge of envy. "Okay," she replied, with her voice down and left.

Emily's stomach kept contracting violently and forcing everything up and out, as she heaved again and again. Her face was pale and dripping bile, sweat and tears. She sank to her knees and retched on the floor. She looked so sick that it broke Jacob's heart as he just stood there watching her, helplessly. Ignoring the vomit on his clothes, Jacob squatted beside her and gently patted her back.

Jacob wiped her drooling face with a towel and handed her a glass of water.

"Thank...thank you." After she drank some water and retreated to lie down on the sofa, Emily did not even have the energy to finish a complete sentence without retching. She looked at the man beside her and muttered, "Jacob?"

Jacob threw the dirty towel into the trash can with a calm facial expression and turned to her.

"I'm going to sing," she said. Emily did not wait for Jacob's response and began to sing, "Fool, fool. I was a small fool, and then I became a big fool..."

Jacob frowned at her shrieking and pleaded, "Stop singing."

Completely inebriated, Emily ignored him, and continued to sing in an extremely high-pitched volume, "Breaking up happily. Wish me happiness. I can find a better boyfriend."

Jacob softened his countenance and caressed her hair. He joined her in the song and sang with her, "Breaking up happily."

Feeling encouraged, Emily sang louder and louder until her eyes reddened and her voice became hoarse.

"No. I don't want to sing anymore. I want to watch TV."

Jacob, who had been putting up with her incessant babbling, rubbed the part between his eyebrows and said, "No, you need to go to sleep."

'It's already past midnight now. I can't allow her to keep going on like this.'

"No, I don't want to sleep. I want to watch TV!"

Completely disregarding her wishes, Jacob lifted her up to his chest and carried her upstairs.

Emily struggled, but it was of no use. So resorted to crying, as she complained, "You are a bad guy. You don't let me watch TV. You are a bad guy..."

Having almost run out of patience, Jacob's head started throbbing with a bad headache. This was the first time he had seen Emily like this. She was acting like a little puerile child. He missed the good Emily that night.

The girl sobbed with dissatisfaction, as she whined, "You are a bad guy..."

Jacob had no choice but to compromise. He coaxed her, as if coaxing a little child, "Don't cry. You can also watch TV in the bedroom. Okay?"

He placed Emily on the bed and turned on the TV in the master bedroom. She stopped crying at once, as her full attention was caught by the TV.

The TV was broadcasting financial news and updates, something Emily would normally never understand or watch, but at that moment, she watched with great interest.

Jacob heaved a sigh of relief. He changed her dirty clothes, patted on her red cheeks, and wiped her tears, saying, "Just stay here and watch TV. Don't go anywhere else, okay?"

'Taking care of a drunk and wild Emily makes me more tired than taking care of ten noisy children.'

After locking the windows and the bedroom door, he went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, Emily was not there.

"Emily! Emily!"

Jacob's horror quickly turned to relief when he found Emily lying under the bed. He lifted her on the bed, and chuckled, "Such a little rascal."

By then Emily had woken up. Feeling a little confused, she rubbed her eyes, and called out, "Jacob..."

Jacob turned off the TV and turned down the brightness of the lamp. His voice sounded very gentle and soft, "You've had a very long day. Have a good sleep."

Jacob was well aware of what Emily had suffered through that day. In some instances, he even added fuel to the fire.