A Call That Changed Her Entire Life Chapter 502 I Want To Kiss You

Emily was shocked at the girl's overreaction, but she said to Jacob, "Never mind. She's just scared. I'm
fine now. Don't blame her,"

When he saw this ignorant bitch had dared to beat Emily, Jacob wanted to teach her a lesson. But he
would never say no to Emily's request, so he forced himself to suppress any feelings of revenge.

"She's an ungrateful snake. If you helped her like the farmer did in the story, you would be dead sooner
or later. We'd better take a detour to avoid them next time. Let's not ruin our mood again. They are so
disgusting."

He guided Emily away as soon as he finished speaking. Turning her head towards the girl, she opened
her mouth and wanted to say something but failed to find the right words. Clearly, she was such a poor
girl.

Undoubtedly, the girl had lost the courage to struggle against her abuse.

The villagers looked on and discussed the couple behind their backs, but many onlookers envied Emily
and Jacob and were jealous.

"Oh my! This Bear is such a loser. Look what a wuss he is! He only knows to say yes to his wife."

"Why didn't you say this to him when he was punching you?"

"Bear is a real big man, and he treats his wife so well. If only I were his wife!"

"Ha ha ha! I think you really need a mirror." "All right! Stop standing around and gossiping. I haven't
finished my job in the fields yet, but spent my whole morning catching up in this drama. Alas!"

The audience gradually lost interest and started walking away. Some kind villagers carried the
unconscious woman and the injured man into their house, while no-one showed the girl any concern.



She sat outside hugging her knees with her arms, and tears began to roll like a shower of shiny beads
coming unstrung.

Everyone knew clearly what had happened today. Although they disliked Jacob and Emily, the couple
had helped the girl anyway, and protected her from the cruel punches of her husband.

She, however, didn't even say thank you, instead she beat Emily in response.

She was so ungrateful! Who else would ever help her now?

When she thought of Emily's clean and tender hand, the girl became so jealous of her, for she could
still be well-protected in this village. The unfairness and sorrow fashioned a knife, stabbing into her
heart. The pain overwhelmed her and she began wailing with her hands hiding her face.

But this time, nobody came to see her.

...

Jacob helped Emily get back on the back of the cow and lead the cow she was riding up the mountain.
The good mood that she had enjoyed when they left home earlier today had been totally ruined.

He noticed her displeasure, and he felt upset as well. Concerned he asked, "Did the woman upset
you? Let's go back and punch her! You will feel better then."

The look in her eyes changed a little, and she regarded him in some surprise, asking, "But you just said
that men who beat women are assholes, didn't you?"

He looked up at her, trying to assess whether she was teasing, before he replied seriously, "As long as
it makes you happy, I can be an asshole."



"Oh my..." She was suddenly at a loss for words. At all times, this man loved her so deeply. She was
his most important and cherished one.

It was so moving, and she was grateful that God hadn't taken him away from her.

Unable to tell what she was thinking now, he continued, "Shall I go find her now?"

"Don't!" Knowing full well that he meant it, she swiftly stopped him, "Let's say that you do go and punch
her, then what? She is poor already, but she's not as lucky as I am."

She couldn't even imagine what would have happened to her if he hadn't shown up and rescued her.
Would she have suffered the same fate as that of the poor girl?

Fortunately, she had been reunited with him in the end.

"Wait!" Jacob's eyes lit up when something caught his eyes. He told her to stay put, and then he ran off
along the trail some ways.

Half a minute later, he picked a small bundle of wild flowers and ran back to her.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she exclaimed, "There are still flowers growing in winter?"

"Yes! These are the last, I think. But I don't know what kind of flower this is." Jacob presented the
flowers to her respectfully with both hands, and said, "Here you are. I wish you happiness."

The flowers were faint yellow and very small. There was still dew clinging to the petals, from which a
fresh fragrance exuded, filling the air with a delicious aroma.

She accepted the flowers and smiled gracefully, "Thank you so much! I feel better now."

His face beamed like the sun, brighter even than that, and she was suddenly dazzled by the look he
flashed her. Within the blink of an eye he lifted her off the cow's back.



She crossed her arms around his neck unconsciously, in a movement that her arms remembered so
well, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Her voice was soft and sweetly vulnerable, which melted his heart.

He was totally fascinated by her. He held her in his arms and spun a circle in the grass, yelling, "How is
it possible for me to like you so much?"

He could not figure it out sometimes.

But the emotion deep inside him was hard to control. It could not fool him.

She became dizzy after spinning circles, but was extremely happy. Unable to help laughing, she
enjoyed the pleasure of this moment.

After he finally set her down, he still hugged her in his powerful arms. Emily, dizzy, lay in his arms and
enjoy his gentleness.

The warm sunshine fell on them and formed a pale golden halo around them. It was as if they were the
only two people freed from the troubled world.

At this fine moment, Jacob suddenly opened his mouth and stammered, "Emily, can, can I kiss you?"

"What?" For a moment, she did not react.

His handsome face flushed, and even his ears turned red. He felt a deep sense of shame at his brazen
request, but he continued insisting, "I want to kiss you."

Emily paused for a second and then chuckled with both hands covering her mouth. She giggled, "Are
you an idiot?"



"Ah?" His face turned crimson now.

The shy look on his face was so rare that she kept making fun of him, "Whoever has asked to do it like
you just did?"

He became awkward, and asked, "So, so what should I do?"

"Your amnesia even takes away your memory about this?"

"I guess so. I don't remember anything." Jacob looked depressed and wondered, 'Does she laugh at
me because I know nothing about such stuff? I must have known much about these things before I lost
my memory.'

If Emily could read his mind now, she would definitely have remarked, "You not only knew it well, but
also did it well."

He could even have been called a legend in these matters.

But he, once a confident and accomplished lover, now looked like a boy who just reached puberty, shy
and innocent. This was rare to see. And somehow she was more attracted to him, because of it.

She smiled happily when she noticed his lost expression. The worried look he now wore served as a
confession that he knew nothing about relationships now.

Reacting to her smile, he could not help laughing with a silly smile, "Your smile is really beautiful,
Emily."

As long as he could see her smile, he would do anything. Even feeling embarrassed and ashamed at
his lack of knowledge was worth it for him now.

"What a fool you are." She held his face, and expertly imprinted her pink lips onto his thin lips.






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