Chapter 2

Hearing my words, Chloe, who had been so righteous a moment ago, was stunned.

"You can't expect Jack's parents to get out of the car to make room for your Blackie, can you?"

"After all, they're elderly."

"Since you're so concerned about this little dog, why don't I take it, and you stay here?"

Now Chloe panicked, looking nervously at Jack.

He frowned, looking at me with displeasure. "Emma, you're going too far."

"How can you leave Chloe, a young woman, in a place like this? What if something happens to her? How would I explain that to her parents?"

I used to think Jack was just insensitive and didn't care about people.

Now I realized he wasn't incapable of caring; he just didn't care about me.

When it came to Chloe, he was attentive to every detail, afraid of causing the slightest discomfort to his ex-girlfriend.

I crossed my arms and looked at Jack expectantly. "So what do you want to do?"

Without a second thought, he picked up the little dog and put it in the car, then turned to me coldly:

"Emma, just make a small sacrifice and give up your seat for this little dog."

"You can take a cab. That way, you won't have to squeeze in the back with my parents, and you'll be more comfortable."

At that moment, exclamations came from inside the car:

"Oh my, where did this stray dog come from? It's already cramped enough back here, there's no room!"

Jack patiently reassured them: "Don't worry, Mom and Dad. Emma won't be riding with us, so it won't be crowded."

With one sentence, he had stripped away my rightful place, and none of my so-called family objected.

"You want me to give up my seat for a stray dog?" I pointed at myself, looking at Jack in disbelief.

He looked at me as if it were the most natural thing in the world:

"Mom and Dad are old. Do you want to leave them at this toll station? Don't you have any sense of duty as a daughter-in-law?"

"As for Chloe, she's already in poor health. How can you bear to leave a sick person at a toll station?"

"If anything happens to her, how are you any different from a murderer?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. Can't you stop being such a princess?"

He even started complaining about me: "If you knew how to drive, would we be in this mess?"

"I'm already exhausted from driving long distances. Emma, can't you be a little more understanding?"

I looked at Jack in shock.

It's true that I don't know how to drive.

Because since I was young, my family had always provided me with a chauffeur.

Later, when I met Jack, he had said:

"From now on, I'll be your driver. You just need to sit comfortably in the passenger seat."

Now, not only had he given my passenger seat to Chloe,

But my inability to drive had become his excuse to blame me.

My heart felt as if it had been doused with ice water, instantly turning cold.

He worried about his parents being old, worried about his ex-girlfriend's poor health.

Even a strange dog could catch Jack's attention.

But for me, he had not an ounce of sympathy.

He had even forgotten that I, too, was a defenseless woman.

Yet he was perfectly content to leave me alone at this toll station in the middle of nowhere.

I looked at Jack coldly. "So what am I supposed to do?"

Jack turned to me without a hint of hesitation: "You're a grown woman. Don't you know how to get home?"

"Even if you're a pampered rich girl, surely you know how to call a cab!"

As he spoke, he helped Chloe into the front passenger seat and thoughtfully closed the door for her. "It's cold outside. You just sit tight in the car."

Chloe looked at me triumphantly: "Emma, I knew you were kind-hearted deep down."

"Saving a dog's life is a great virtue. I'm sure Blackie will be grateful to you."