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   Chapter 512 Why Do You Care the Idiot

The Spoiled Girl By Lan Ke Ke Characters: 7604

Updated: 2019-05-16 07:32


Jacob carefully held her up and served her water as he patted her on the back. He looked at her with concern and said, "Here, Emily. Drink some water."

He wished to hold Emily in his arms, but he was afraid that his excitement would get the best of him and he'd end up hurting her. Having thought of her well-being first, he decided to sit beside her for now.

"Emily, how are you feeling? Are you still dizzy? Do you feel cold? Are you hungry?"

Out of concern, Jacob reached out and touched her forehead as he was talking, and he found that her fever had subsided. Jacob let out a sigh of relief and said, "I will call Mr. Barefoot to check up on you."

Emily caught his hand and pulled him back just as he stood up to leave, and she said, "I'm fine now. You don't have to bother him."

Finding it difficult to understand what Emily was saying, Jacob had to lean forward because her voice was so faint. "Just for my peace of mind, please let him come and run some tests. He's the best doctor in the village."

"But I just want to spend some time alone with you, okay?" Endearment glimmered in her eyes, and her smile made up for the paleness of her face.

How could Jacob ever refuse Emily? With a bit of reluctance, he sat back and said, "Oh, all right."

Warmth came over Emily's eyes as she leaned on his shoulder. Her long eyelashes quivered as she insisted, "Hug me, Jacob, please."

Jacob turned to her and tilted his head just a bit to look into her eyes, trying his best to control his emotions and answered, "I, I can't."

"Why not?"

Surprise flooded her face. Emily would have believed his unwillingness from his answer if he hadn't brazenly asked her for a kiss before.

"I, I'm afraid of hurting you, accidentally." Jacob was telling her the truth. Mr. Barefoot had told him earlier not to take any chances because Emily was too weak to withstand any harm. She was like a fine but brittle porcelain doll. Even the slightest breeze could topple her over and break her.

No matter how badly he wanted to take her in his arms, he couldn't take any chances. Jacob become mindful and cautious every time he touched her.

"Come on. That's a bit too much. Don't you think? How could your hug hurt me?" Emily giggled and leaned in forward to emb

Emily's voice alerted him to the possibility that he had said something he shouldn't have.

Emily immediately understood that his silence meant yes. Although she had no sympathy towards the woman who tried to kill her, she didn't want Jacob to become a murderer because of her. Moreover, the woman was Donny's mother.

Even though her morality was questionable at best, she loved her son very much. And how would Donny live his life without the help of his mother.

"Jacob, why don't you ask Mr. Barefoot to help her?" Donny's desperate cries evoked her sympathy.

He reminded her of Beryl. She thought about what would happen to Beryl if she had died. Emily knew better than most how painful and dreadful it was to lose one's parents, and she didn't want Beryl go through the same feeling again. Just for that reason alone, she would strive to protect herself.

Donny's heart was pure and innocent, and Emily had always considered him as her own child.

Jacob showed no signs of agreement to her suggestion and refuted, "But she's the one who tried to kill you."

"I know that now." Emily put her finger on his thin lip and slowly touched it along the line, and she said, "But Donny is innocent, and he can't lose his mother. Moreover, I'm fine now. Mrs. Yang just got bit by snakes, so she has had her punishment."

Jacob looked into her eyes, speechlessly. His emotions, like rolling dark clouds, changed in his face. His voice was full of jealousy. "Why? Why do you care so much about that idiot?"

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