A Call That Changed Her Entire Life novel Chapter 531

It was obvious that Emily knew where the family's lab was located, so she didn't disturb anyone but went alone instead.

She told herself that she just needed to see for herself that Jacob was well, then she would trust Sean again.

However, when she arrived there, she found that it was impossible for her to enter the lab without Sean's finger print for the biometric scanner at the door; which meant no one but him could access the lab.

She would need to collect his finger prints.

Facing a conundrum she was lost in thought, searching for a solution. ·

That evening, Sean was surprised by the scent of delicious aromas emanating from the kitchen, and he suspected a ploy was afoot. ·

In fulfillment of his longing, he saw a familiar figure busy in the kitchen.

Trying to puzzle out her motives he asked, "Why do you feel like cooking today?" Despite his suspicions, he was in a good mood. ·

She tried to act naturally, and allay his suspicions, but also struggled to relax her tight lips and she mildly explained, "Beryl was hungry."

He smiled winsomely, "It seems that I can sponge off of Beryl tonight then."

She shrugged in answer, "If you think so, then it is."

With dinner being served, she opened a bottle of fine red wine and slowly decanted the fiery colored liquid into crystal glasses. Offering him a glass she lowered her eyes and said, "Sean, I don't want to question your previous behavior, but I hope it will not happen again. I am disgusted with it. Can you understand that?"

He accepted the glass and slowly sipped the wine, before coldly replying, "Fine. If you don't like it, then forget it."

She proposed a toast to him and took a sip of the wine before adding, "I will leave here with Jacob and Beryl after he regains his memory. We will not disturb your life any more."

Gripping the glass he smirked, "You are afraid that I will disturb your happy little life, aren't you?"

There were no explanations which could suffice, so Emily didn't try, but her long lashes concealed all the emotions waring in her eyes, "If you think so, then it is."

Noticing that Beryl was tired and becoming teary with fatigue, she carried her to the upstairs room to lie down, as it was way past her bed-time. ·

Upon returning downstairs she found him seated on the sofa, where he had drained several glasses of wine. Obviously his good mood had vanished, and he was venting his anger on the bottle. ·

She took a seat next to him, "You're not happy, are you?"

Feeling a little tipsy he countered, "Do you think I should be happy? Cloris, have I treated you badly? Why do you always try to escape from me? Why do you choose to be with another man..."

Suddenly, he became excited and gripped her arms, yelling, "Don't I love you enough? There is no one in the world who loves you more than me..."

She pulled from his grasp and made to leave, coldly rebuffing him, "Sean, my name is Emily, not Cloris! You have been dreaming for so many years, and it's time for you to wake up!"

"Emily? Cloris..." Sean repeated the names and blinked his eyes rapidly, trying to think straight, "There is no difference between you."

Sometimes, it was impossible for him to tell whether the woman standing in front of him was Emily or Cloris.

It didn't matter, because they would become one soon.

She had a faint sense of anger and sadness at seeing his behavior. She felt certain that Cloris had not been willing to be with her brother in the past, so the car accident was not an accident at all, but her only means of escape. It was a suicide. ·

It'd been so many years,. Did he still want to be so injudicious?

Drawing a deep breath, she remembered her plan and changed her tact, sitting beside him again.

"If you really miss her, you might as well meet her in your dreams." She poured him more wine, with a dull light flashing in her eyes. This was a task she did not relish.