Chapter 1563: Surprise
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"Hmm." The dolls were made of soft fabric that she loved so much. Her eyes moved from one doll to another, admiring the workmanship of each one. Her heart skipped a beat as she still couldn't believe that Jacob had done this for her. Without taking her eyes away from the dolls, she asked, "Why did you suddenly think of doing this? We are just having dinner. Don't bother surprising me like this."
Jacob smiled, pleased with himself. "That's okay. I like seeing you happy!" Seeing Emily's reaction to the surprise that he had planned, he realized that he wanted to witness it more in the future. "I want to surprise you every day if I could," he said.
Emily turned to face him, her eyes a little teary. Every woman wanted to feel cherished by the person they loved, and Emily was so lucky to have Jacob, who truly cared about her feelings, by her side. Despite being married, Jacob did not stop making her feel loved, as if they were still a new couple.
"I already ordered the food. Come on. Let's have dinner first, in case you're hungry."
Moments later, the dishes were served one after another. Emily always liked trying new food she had never eaten. Jacob had already tasted a lot of this food before, so it was not difficult for him to explain each dish to Emily as they ate the whole course. Emily had such a good time listening to Jacob that she did not notice the time passing by very quickly.
As soon as they finished their dinner, they decided to leave the restaurant. And as a souvenir, Emily took a doll from the pile that she was looking at. It was the most attractive one that Jacob had picked out for her. So while walking on the road with the doll in her hand, Emily attracted the attention of many passersby.
She whispered to Jacob a little too loudly, "I feel a little embarrassed." As if she was a little girl, Emily's ears turned red on the tips because of embarrassment. Although Jacob found her cute like this, he didn't want her to worry about other people. "Hey, it's okay as long as you like it. Don't care about what other people are thinking."
Emily looked at Jacob and nodded to show him that she understood. Jacob smiled at her reassuringly and even squeezed her hand a little as they continued walking hand in hand. After getting into the car, Emily put the doll on the seat. She said to him, "Please, ask them to deliver the rest of the dolls to our house, or else it will be a waste of money."
"Okay, if that's what you want." Jacob started the car and put its roof down. It was already getting colder outside and they felt the cool breeze stroke their cheeks. Welcoming the chill of the night, Emily closed her eyes.
When they arrived at home, Emily went in first while Jacob drove the car to the garage to park it. When he walked into the house, nearly ten meters away from their living room, he heard a scream.
A scream? Emily? Adrenaline taking over his body, he ran to the room feeling frightened. The room was a mess when he stepped into it. The cabi
ce that the women in front of her had already exchanged glances with each other several times over that short period of time. They were done eyeing her. They needed answers.
One woman rolled up her sleeves and stood up. She walked to Bonnie and nudged her. She winked her right eye and ridiculed, "Hey, how did you hook up with your man? You can share it with us."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the room.
Bonnie didn't want to talk to these people. She did not want to engage, so she stood up to go to the corner. But when she turned around, she felt a palm slapping her back. Before she could react, she staggered and bumped into the iron rack beside the bed.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why don't you answer my question? Don't think that you can break the rules here just because you're beautiful. After all, you are just a shameless whore!" the woman shouted. With her eyes wide open, she pulled Bonnie's hair and raised her other hand high, about to slap her on the face.
The woman was attracting not only the attention of some other women in her cell, but also the attention and interest of the prisoners in the opposite cells. Every one of them looked excited, and the laughter was eerily loud as all of them watched for fun.
"Slap her!" one prisoner shouted.
Another voice from the opposite cell was heard. "Be quick!"
"What the hell are you doing?" Bonnie couldn't free herself from the woman's hand, and she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She didn't want to cry because that would just give them another reason to hurt her. But it seemed like every bit of her hurt. She closed her eyes, bracing herself, but the slap didn't come. Instead, she heard a harsh voice.
A woman in uniform walked into the cell and pushed the strong woman away. "It seems that you need a more practical lesson. You just don't learn, do you?" She sighed. Then, she turned to look at Bonnie and said in a softer tone, "Someone has come to see you."
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"Hmm." The dolls were made of soft fabric that she loved so much. Her eyes moved from one doll to another, admiring the workmanship of each one. Her heart skipped a beat as she still couldn't believe that Jacob had done this for her. Without taking her eyes away from the dolls, she asked, "Why did you suddenly think of doing this? We are just having dinner. Don't bother surprising me like this."
Jacob smiled, pleased with himself. "That's okay. I like seeing you happy!" Seeing Emily's reaction to the surprise that he had planned, he realized that he wanted to witness it more in the future. "I want to surprise you every day if I could," he said.
Emily turned to face him, her eyes a little teary. Every woman wanted to feel cherished by the person they loved, and Emily was so lucky to have Jacob, who truly cared about her feelings, by her side. Despite being married, Jacob did not stop making her feel loved, as if they were still a new couple.
"I already ordered the food. Come on. Let's have dinner first, in case you're hungry."
Moments later, the dishes were served one after another. Emily always liked trying new food she had never eaten. Jacob had already tasted a lot of this food before, so it was not difficult for him to explain each dish to Emily as they ate the whole course. Emily had such a good time listening to Jacob that she did not notice the time passing by very quickly.
As soon as they finished their dinner, they decided to leave the restaurant. And as a souvenir, Emily took a doll from the pile that she was looking at. It was the most attractive one that Jacob had picked out for her. So while walking on the road with the doll in her hand, Emily attracted the attention of many passersby.
She whispered to Jacob a little too loudly, "I feel a little embarrassed." As if she was a little girl, Emily's ears turned red on the tips because of embarrassment. Although Jacob found her cute like this, he didn't want her to worry about other people. "Hey, it's okay as long as you like it. Don't care about what other people are thinking."
Emily looked at Jacob and nodded to show him that she understood. Jacob smiled at her reassuringly and even squeezed her hand a little as they continued walking hand in hand. After getting into the car, Emily put the doll on the seat. She said to him, "Please, ask them to deliver the rest of the dolls to our house, or else it will be a waste of money."
"Okay, if that's what you want." Jacob started the car and put its roof down. It was already getting colder outside and they felt the cool breeze stroke their cheeks. Welcoming the chill of the night, Emily closed her eyes.
When they arrived at home, Emily went in first while Jacob drove the car to the garage to park it. When he walked into the house, nearly ten meters away from their living room, he heard a scream.
A scream? Emily? Adrenaline taking over his body, he ran to the room feeling frightened. The room was a mess when he stepped into it. The cabi
ce that the women in front of her had already exchanged glances with each other several times over that short period of time. They were done eyeing her. They needed answers.
One woman rolled up her sleeves and stood up. She walked to Bonnie and nudged her. She winked her right eye and ridiculed, "Hey, how did you hook up with your man? You can share it with us."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the room.
Bonnie didn't want to talk to these people. She did not want to engage, so she stood up to go to the corner. But when she turned around, she felt a palm slapping her back. Before she could react, she staggered and bumped into the iron rack beside the bed.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why don't you answer my question? Don't think that you can break the rules here just because you're beautiful. After all, you are just a shameless whore!" the woman shouted. With her eyes wide open, she pulled Bonnie's hair and raised her other hand high, about to slap her on the face.
The woman was attracting not only the attention of some other women in her cell, but also the attention and interest of the prisoners in the opposite cells. Every one of them looked excited, and the laughter was eerily loud as all of them watched for fun.
"Slap her!" one prisoner shouted.
Another voice from the opposite cell was heard. "Be quick!"
"What the hell are you doing?" Bonnie couldn't free herself from the woman's hand, and she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She didn't want to cry because that would just give them another reason to hurt her. But it seemed like every bit of her hurt. She closed her eyes, bracing herself, but the slap didn't come. Instead, she heard a harsh voice.
A woman in uniform walked into the cell and pushed the strong woman away. "It seems that you need a more practical lesson. You just don't learn, do you?" She sighed. Then, she turned to look at Bonnie and said in a softer tone, "Someone has come to see you."
"Hmm." The dolls were made of soft fabric that she loved so much. Her eyes moved from one doll to another, admiring the workmanship of each one. Her heart skipped a beat as she still couldn't believe that Jacob had done this for her. Without taking her eyes away from the dolls, she asked, "Why did you suddenly think of doing this? We are just having dinner. Don't bother surprising me like this."Jacob smiled, pleased with himself. "That's okay. I like seeing you happy!" Seeing Emily's reaction to the surprise that he had planned, he realized that he wanted to witness it more in the future. "I want to surprise you every day if I could," he said. Emily turned to face him, her eyes a little teary. Every woman wanted to feel cherished by the person they loved, and Emily was so lucky to have Jacob, who truly cared about her feelings, by her side. Despite being married, Jacob did not stop making her feel loved, as if they were still a new couple. "I already ordered the food. Come on. Let's have dinner first, in case you're hungry."Moments later, the dishes were served one after another. Emily always liked trying new food she had never eaten. Jacob had already tasted a lot of this food before, so it was not difficult for him to explain each dish to Emily as they ate the whole course. Emily had such a good time listening to Jacob that she did not notice the time passing by very quickly. As soon as they finished their dinner, they decided to leave the restaurant. And as a souvenir, Emily took a doll from the pile that she was looking at. It was the most attractive one that Jacob had picked out for her. So while walking on the road with the doll in her hand, Emily attracted the attention of many passersby. She whispered to Jacob a little too loudly, "I feel a little embarrassed." As if she was a little girl, Emily's ears turned red on the tips because of embarrassment. Although Jacob found her cute like this, he didn't want her to worry about other people. "Hey, it's okay as long as you like it. Don't care about what other people are thinking."Emily looked at Jacob and nodded to show him that she understood. Jacob smiled at her reassuringly and even squeezed her hand a little as they continued walking hand in hand. After getting into the car, Emily put the doll on the seat. She said to him, "Please, ask them to deliver the rest of the dolls to our house, or else it will be a waste of money.""Okay, if that's what you want." Jacob started the car and put its roof down. It was already getting colder outside and they felt the cool breeze stroke their cheeks. Welcoming the chill of the night, Emily closed her eyes. When they arrived at home, Emily went in first while Jacob drove the car to the garage to park it. When he walked into the house, nearly ten meters away from their living room, he heard a scream. A scream? Emily? Adrenaline taking over his body, he ran to the room feeling frightened. The room was a mess when he stepped into it. The cabice that the women in front of her had already exchanged glances with each other several times over that short period of time. They were done eyeing her. They needed answers. One woman rolled up her sleeves and stood up. She walked to Bonnie and nudged her. She winked her right eye and ridiculed, "Hey, how did you hook up with your man? You can share it with us."As soon as the woman finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the room. Bonnie didn't want to talk to these people. She did not want to engage, so she stood up to go to the corner. But when she turned around, she felt a palm slapping her back. Before she could react, she staggered and bumped into the iron rack beside the bed. "Hey, I'm talking to you. Why don't you answer my question? Don't think that you can break the rules here just because you're beautiful. After all, you are just a shameless whore!" the woman shouted. With her eyes wide open, she pulled Bonnie's hair and raised her other hand high, about to slap her on the face. The woman was attracting not only the attention of some other women in her cell, but also the attention and interest of the prisoners in the opposite cells. Every one of them looked excited, and the laughter was eerily loud as all of them watched for fun. "Slap her!" one prisoner shouted. Another voice from the opposite cell was heard. "Be quick!""What the hell are you doing?" Bonnie couldn't free herself from the woman's hand, and she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She didn't want to cry because that would just give them another reason to hurt her. But it seemed like every bit of her hurt. She closed her eyes, bracing herself, but the slap didn't come. Instead, she heard a harsh voice. A woman in uniform walked into the cell and pushed the strong woman away. "It seems that you need a more practical lesson. You just don't learn, do you?" She sighed. Then, she turned to look at Bonnie and said in a softer tone, "Someone has come to see you."
