Crises in Love Novel Full Episode (Zora and Jaylan) Chapter 311-320
Chapter 311
The message came from Logan.
At first, I thought that Jaylan had tipped off Jerome, and I was kicking myself.
But Hannah had managed to track his afternoon movements, and he hadn’t met with Jerome. Instead,
he’d met with a client, drinking until three in the afternoon at a local pub. There was nothing suspicious
about the meeting at all.
I was confused. Who had made that dropped call to him?
And why on earth had Jerome disappeared at such a crucial moment?
Without thinking, I texted Logan, sending just a question mark.
Not long after, Logan responded with a video link. I clicked on it right away.
A cordon had been put up at the location of the storm drain in the village where Evan’s accident was
shown in the video. Police were searching the storm drain in hopes of finding Evan’s body.
To be honest, seeing this image churned my stomach. I wasn’t sure if they would find anything.
Outside the cordoned-off area, many of the residents were watching the spectacle.
As I scrutinized the video, I spotted Jerome. He was at a small grocery store not far from the cordon.
After leaving the store, Jerome glanced at the police activity before casually walking across the street,
climbing into his car, and driving away.
I could hardly believe what I was seeing. How dare he blatantly check out the scene of the crime?
But as he stepped out of the grocery store, I paused the video and zoomed in. Sure enough, Jerome
was wearing black canvas shoes, the same ones he’d worn at the scene.
“I knew it. It’s him, no doubt.” I muttered to myself.
I dialed Logan’s number immediately and asked, “How are you sure Jerome’s missing? When was this
video taken? But he certainly has guts, daring to inspect the crime scene.”
“The video was taken by someone I had tailing him. But after he left there, he disappeared,” Logan
replied calmly.
“How could he just disappear? Didn’t you have him followed?” I asked, a little puzzled.
“The guy tailing him lost him, and after that, there was no sign of him. Even his car disappeared. We
suspect something might be up with the car, but we haven’t found any departure record yet. Perhaps
this is good news. As long as he’s still in Goldenvale Town, we can handle it.”
“Your guy must be a professional, right? How could he lose him?” I questioned, “This is getting strange,
isn’t it?”
“Jerome was alert. Plus, there are many blind spots around that neighborhood, making it easy for him
to switch cars or hide. This indicates one thing.”
“What’s that?” I asked impatiently.
“It means Jerome is very familiar with that area.” Logan analyzed.
I pondered for a moment. How could he be familiar with that place?
“Are you sure he’s missing?” I asked, somewhat frustrated, “If he’s run off, that would be bad.”
Logan said, “We haven’t had any sign of him for six hours. If that doesn’t say something, I don’t know
what does. Besides, he disappeared after shaking off our guy. We must alert him. You guys be careful
out there.”
I nodded, “So, what do we do now?”
Logan casually replied, “We can find a way to lure him out. “
“How?” I asked eagerly, feeling a bit uneasy. If Jerome got away scot-free, that would be a problem.
“There are ways. We’ll have to see how fast the police can search.” Logan hinted.
After a bit more chit-chat, we ended the call.
I sat on the couch, phone in hand, lost in thought. A daring idea formed in my mind.
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I glanced at the time, realizing it was getting late. The task at hand would have to wait until morning.
Hannah who had just finished cleaning up after dinner turned to me and asked, “Aaliyah, you’re still
up? Go get some sleep!”
I lifted my gaze to her, “Do you know where Jaylan went after his social engagement tonight?”
Without missing a beat, Hannah replied, “He went to a private clinic. It’s quite reputable and under the
management of Irving Bradlee. They specialize in complex cases.”
“Irving Bradlee’s?” I queried, a look of confusion crossing my face. “Why would he go there?”
“Aaliyah, have you forgotten? He’s got some unpleasant health issues,” Hannah reminded.
A lightbulb moment struck me, how could I have forgotten? He was no ordinary man, but a walking
hazard. I’d been cautious about his physical contact, but that didn’t mean he was safe.
“Do you mean, he’s getting treatment there?” I asked, looking at Hannah, “This sneaky man, always
disappearing. We have to be careful.”
“Yes, he’s been importing some sort of special medication from overseas. It’s supposed to boost
immune response and control cell infection,” Hannah seemed very sure of this.
I was surprised, “How do you know all of this? No wonder he hasn’t had any fever lately.”
Hannah arched an eyebrow, a mischievous grin on her face, “Don’t forget. Mr. Richardson has
arranged this special care.”
I was speechless, so even this detail was taken care of by Ronan?
Hannah seemed to read my thoughts, adding with a chuckle, “We have to ensure the safety of you and
the children.”
Her words warmed my heart, and I couldn’t help but express my gratitude, “Indeed, without you all
protecting us, I don’t know how I’d handle this scumbag.”
“The credit goes to Mr. Richardson. He’s meticulous, down to the smallest detail,” Hannah’s face
beamed with pride and satisfaction, a hint of gossip in her tone.
I didn’t dare continue the conversation, even though it felt comforting. It was also a bit embarrassing.
Seeing Hannah’s suggestive expression, I felt at a loss for words.
I stood up and said to her, “Aren’t you going to bed? Still here gossiping?”
Hannah gave me a playful smirk. I shot her a glance and headed upstairs.
As I walked, I thought about why I hadn’t seen Ronan in two days. It seemed he only showed up when I
was in trouble.
Just as I was pondering this, my phone rang. I picked it up and was surprised by the caller. Did Ronan
have a sixth sense? I’d just finished complaining about him when he called.
I answered the call with a sigh, but I couldn’t hide the smile that showed at the corners of my mouth.
As I spoke to him on the phone, I returned to my room. After some casual banter, he got down to
business, asking when we could launch our plan.
“We need to find the right opportunity to stir things up, without harming Medsafe Liyah Inc. Then we
can start anytime. I don’t want to see him for even one more day.”
“Let’s use Evan’s issue then. We can’t let his death be in vain.” Ronan’s tone was quite somber.
“How so?” I asked urgently.
“Don’t worry, and you can’t be the one to do it.” Ronan comforted me, “If we’re going to put on a show,
let’s make it a grand one. After all, Silverdale City is the prize.”
“When can I return to Silverdale City?” I asked anxiously. To be honest, I was eager to go back. Plus,
I’d just thought of an idea.
“You can return anytime. If Jaylan wants to go, let him go. Everything’s ready there.”
Ronan’s words excited me.
“What about Jerome’s disappearance?” I asked. novelbin
“Do you think he can escape if I don’t want him to?” Ronan’s tone was quite sinister.
“You mean…” I was slightly taken aback.
Ronan chuckled softly, “I’m not after Jerome. I’m after the power behind him.”
Understanding his point, I asked, “So, you’re not worried he might run away?”
“You should get some sleep. Women shouldn’t stay up late, especially you.” His tone was
commanding.
I had no choice but to contradict him before hanging up amidst his laughter.
By the time Jaylan returned, it was late. He seemed exhausted, claiming he had dinner out. After a
shower, he went straight to bed.
Honestly, seeing him climb into my bed again, I felt a wave of disgust.
I got out of bed and he asked, “Honey, where are you going?”
As I walked away, I answered nonchalantly, “I’m thirsty.”
He grumbled, “Bring me a glass too.”
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Without responding, I turned on my heel and left the room.
Once outside, I paused briefly to gather my thoughts before heading downstairs to pour myself a glass
of water. With the glass in hand, I stared blankly at the clear liquid, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts.
Eventually, I reached into the hidden compartment of the liquor cabinet and retrieved a special vial I’d
been keeping. I added a drop of its contents to the water. It dissolved completely, leaving no trace.
Watching the water, I smirked to myself, a sense of poetic justice washing over me.
It was time he got a taste of his own medicine.
I put away the vial and carried the water back upstairs, my heart devoid of any guilt or hesitation.
Upon returning to the room, I found Jaylan on the brink of sleep.
“Water,” I said, nudging him slightly. novelbin
He grumbled a bit before sluggishly sitting up and taking the glass. He drank it down in a few big gulps,
managing to mumble a sleepy thanks before falling back onto the bed, fast asleep. He must have really
been tired.
I climbed into bed, pretending to prepare for sleep. His snoring filled the room.
I rolled over to face him, staring at his face in the dim light. It had been a while since I’d taken a close
look at him. For some reason, tonight, I found myself studying his features.
His stubble was more visible in the soft glow of the night, his hair tousled from the day. He was thinner
than I remembered.
I scoffed in my heart. He was the epitome of heartlessness. The tragic deaths of Marissa and Evan
seemed to have had little effect on him.
He even wanted to kill me, what else could he not let go of? Not to mention he knew Marissa was
unfaithful, and Evan wasn’t his child, so what did it matter if he was dead or alive?
I thought about Hazel, wondering how she’d react to the news about Evan. I wasn’t trying to revel in her
misery, I simply wanted to see if there was any genuine affection left in the Dawson family.
Evan was Hazel’s favorite. Now that he died, I’d like to see how much it would hurt Hazel.
Jaylan was increasingly becoming a terrifying figure. At what point had I started sharing my bed with
such a monster?
I gently removed the glass of water from the bedside table, replacing it after a quick rinse and refill
downstairs. I then picked up his phone from under his pillow. But when I tried to unlock it, the screen
flashed, indicating a wrong password.
I was a little confused. Did he change his password again?
Baffled, I tried the old password. It worked.
I felt a pang of disappointment. It seemed I couldn’t find out anything. It appeared he had changed his
tactics. I checked his call history. Most of the calls seemed work-related.
I paid extra attention to the missed calls during lunchtime. There was none. That was when I realized
the phone call that had upset him earlier wasn’t made to this phone.
I noticed a call from Jerome late last night, lasting only 25 seconds. It must have been the call to
arrange their meeting.
There were also a few missed calls from Zora, saved under the contact name “Nanny” in his phone.
This confirmed my suspicions that he had no feelings for Zora. She was simply a tool or a teammate at
best.
Taking screenshots of the unfamiliar numbers and odd contact names, I moved on to his photo gallery.
The pictures of him with Marissa and Evan were gone, only a few photos of our children remained.
A bitter laugh escaped me as I checked his chat history. There was nothing to be found. I couldn’t find
anything strange on his phone.
It was clear why he was so comfortable leaving his phone under his pillow. He was ready for my
investigation.
I returned his phone to its original place and headed to the study.
It had been a while since I’d been in here. Everything was as I remembered, except for one thing. His
other phone was nowhere to be found.
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I was left scratching my head, wondering where on earth he could’ve hidden the phone.
After last time’s experience, I was certain he wouldn’t be foolish enough to leave it in his car again. So,
where the hell did he put it?
The phone call he received today was definitely no ordinary call. The more I was sure of it, the more I
was itching to find that phone.
I took a seat, patiently scanning every inch of the study. I knew that he wouldn’t be awake for a while.
After a while, I smacked my forehead, cursing myself for being so foolish. Because it struck me that the
room was under surveillance. I quickly grabbed my own phone, found the hidden surveillance app and
opened it.
Several camera angles appeared on my screen. I found the footage of the study, enlarged it, and
scrubbed forward a bit. I saw Jaylan returning, pushing the door open and sinking down on the sofa,
looking both weary and lost in thought.
He unbuttoned his shirt as he walked towards the bookshelf, pushed a hidden button, and disappeared
for a moment before re-emerging. He didn’t seem to have gone next door.
When he came out, his handbag had vanished.
I quickly got up, followed his actions to open the hidden door, but I didn’t rush inside. Instead, I
examined the hidden door carefully.
Sure enough, on the back of the wardrobe next door, hidden by the bookshelf on this side, was a small
sliding door. I reached in and found his handbag!
As I took the bag out and pushed the wardrobe open to cross over to the next room, I couldn’t see any
sign of a hidden compartment in the corresponding spot on the wardrobe.
“Crafty bastard,” I muttered under my breath.
Looking around the empty room, I felt an immense discomfort. Once I was done dealing with this novelbin
scumbag, I was going to move to a new place and start afresh. Everything here reminded me of too
many unpleasant memories, too many filthy incidents that I didn’t want to recall. Every corner was
tainted with a dark shadow. If I stayed here any longer, I’d have nightmares.
I pushed the wardrobe back into place and returned to the study, eagerly unzipping the handbag to find
the phone.
Quickly, I unlocked the phone and checked the missed calls, looking at the corresponding time.
Sure enough, there was a missed call. The caller ID was a single letter: A.
My curiosity was piqued. Clutching the phone, I was tempted to call back immediately and find out who
was on the other end. Was it a man or a woman?
But I knew better; that would be like letting the cat out of the bag.
Curiosity killed the cat, after all. I had to control my impulsive nature.
I took a picture of the number and sent it to Logan without a second thought.
To my surprise, Logan replied immediately, [What’s this about?]
I didn’t beat around the bush, [This is the number that called Jaylan today at noon. It was a secret
phone. I was right next to him and could tell he was nervous. He didn’t answer and hung up, then made
up an excuse to leave in a hurry. Wait, there’s more.]
After sending the message, I checked his call log. Jaylan had called the number back 15 minutes later,
and the call lasted for one minute and thirty seconds.
I quickly relayed this information to Logan, and he immediately said, [I’ll get someone to look into the
registered owner of this number!]
I sent him an OK.
While waiting for his response, I continued to search for other clues on the phone.
I stared at the blue icon, feeling both frustrated and helpless.
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I checked his profile, but it was empty!
Just then, the phone in my hand suddenly rang…
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The sudden ring of the phone in the otherwise quiet study room was startling, almost causing me to
drop it in surprise.
By the time I gathered my thoughts, the ringtone had abruptly stopped.
I strained my ears to listen to the sounds outside, everything was dead quiet! I quickly glanced at the
screen, the contact that had been flashing was labeled ‘A.’
The call only rang a few times before it was cut off.
I was frustrated because I just missed an opportunity! I quickly placed the phone back where it was,
and casually rummaged through his bag, but a pin-like object caught my attention.
I reached out and picked up the pin, not much bigger than a quarter, but quite heavy. What drew my
attention to it was the beautifully enameled flower on its surface.
And that flower…I hurriedly pulled out the phone again, enlarged the profile picture of
AzureEnchantress.
To my surprise, the posture, the lines, the blooming state of the flower, they were completely identical
to the flower on the pin.
Holding it in my hand, I admired the pin’s fine material, smooth and cool to the touch. The raised petals
shone brightly under the light. I turned the pin over to check the back, spotting a number or perhaps a
code, ’97.’
Could they really be part of an organization?
I snapped pictures of both sides of the pin. Placing everything back where it was, then returned the bag
to its hidden nook.
Just as I was about to leave the room, my phone buzzed. It was Logan, I quickly called back, assuming
he hung up earlier to avoid waking me.
“Did you find anything?” I asked.
“Yeah, but the results aren’t promising,” Logan admitted.
“What do you mean?” I pressed.
“The registered owner of the phone is an elderly woman who passed away a year ago!” Logan’s words
left me chilled to the bone. novelbin
“How can that be?” I muttered to myself. It seemed impossible to determine whether this person is
male or female.
“The phone received another call earlier, but it was disconnected after two rings,” I informed Logan.
“It seems necessary to continue monitoring incoming calls!”
“Then hurry up!” I urged, “I feel like we’re always one step behind.”
“Without new findings, there can be no new leads. Your discovery tonight is a new lead!” Logan
praised.
“Speaking of discoveries, I have another one, wait a sec, I’ll send it to you.” After telling Logan, I sent
him the photos of the pin, “I feel like this could be an organization’s insignia?”
“I’ll have someone look into it tomorrow!” Logan said seriously, “This pin is interesting!”
“Let me know if you find anything!” I reminded Logan, and asked, “Any news from the search team?”
His comment made me laugh, “Oh stop it! What’s my size got to do with anything?”
“Is it related to Jerome?” I pursued. Content belongs to Draмanоvеls.com
“What things?”
“I’ll tell you tomorrow!” With that, he hung up.
I held onto my phone, sensing that something was bound to happen tomorrow.
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The next day.
Because I had stayed up late the night before, I woke up particularly late that morning. By the time I
opened my eyes, it was already nine o’clock.
After stretching out a yawn, I found that Jaylan was still asleep, showing no signs of waking up.
I reached out and gave his face a light tap, and he just moved his arm slightly.
It made me think of how I felt when I was in a deep sleep, and now he was experiencing the same
thing.
“Wake up, why are you still in bed? Are you feeling unwell?” I asked, pretending to be concerned, and
pushed him slightly. He reluctantly opened his eyes, looking dazed and unfocused.
It suddenly reminded me of how Milo looked when he accidentally ate my medicine. When he was
trying to wake up, only his limbs could move at first, and then he gradually became conscious.
“Are you feeling unwell?” I asked again.
He grunted twice, trying hard to focus his eyes on me, his words slurred, “Hmm… I’m really tired. I think
I’ve been too busy these past few days…”
He turned over, looking completely drained, and let out a long sigh.
Seeing his state, I snorted coldly, thinking, ‘I have to make you taste this feeling, to experience the
helplessness of not being able to wake up.’
Wasn’t I just getting a taste of his own medicine, feeling exactly what he must have felt? Looking coldly
at him struggling between sleep and wakefulness, wasn’t this the exact scene when he was standing
by my bed?
He probably never thought that he would have this day, to experience such a ‘refreshing’ feeling.
I ignored him and quickly got out of bed. I had a lot to do today and didn’t have time to watch his
melancholy. Not treating him to this every day was already a mercy on my part.
After freshening up and leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the loser on the bed, who was still struggling
in a half-asleep, half-awake state.
I went downstairs, and Hannah had already prepared breakfast.
Seeing me come down, she glanced upstairs and raised an eyebrow.
I understood what she meant and said indifferently, “He’s still asleep. Let’s eat first!”
Hannah seemed a bit skeptical, “Isn’t he a bit too much? It’s already this late and he’s still sleeping?”
I raised my eyebrows, saying, “I suffered a lot from that thing, and I wanna make him experience the
same torment. I want him to feel it!”
Hannah’s expression immediately brightened, “So you’re saying…”
“Eat up. We need to head out later!” I interrupted Hannah, not letting her continue.
Hannah immediately sat down and asked, “Where are we going?”
As I took a bowl of oatmeal, I glanced at her, “I want to visit Jerome’s place.”
“Ah?…” Hannah looked surprised, but immediately started eating faster.
“I want to see Camilla and Fidelia Dawson.”
Hannah looked understanding and sped up her eating.
“Actually, I want to get a closer look at Jerome. His sudden disappearance has left me feeling a bit
surprised. I want to understand how this family of three has been living.” That was my thought.
I also wanted to understand Camilla’s mindset more deeply.
Moreover, it was time for me to break free from this vortex and move on.
So this was a good way to get closer to them, especially since Fidelia had agreed to go to Silverdale
City.
After breakfast, I called Camilla, who said she was out and would be back soon.
I told Hannah, “We should leave soon!”
Hannah looked at me, smiled knowingly and said, “To catch them by surprise?”
Seeing me all dressed up, he asked in surprise, “Honey, are you going out? Where are you going this
early?”
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He looked startled and glanced out the window in disbelief, “It’s ten o’clock already?”
As expected, he immediately waved his hand, “I’m okay. You go ahead! Be careful!”
I replied with a nod, turned around and walked out. As I was leaving, I couldn’t help but raise an
eyebrow and snort.
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Following Camilla’s address, I easily found their home. I had to say, despite this being a home Jerome
had swapped for later, it was already considered an old neighborhood.
I recalled what Hannah told me two nights ago. The address where Jaylan used to meet with Jerome
was in such a tranquil and elegant place. The contrast between there and here was like heaven and
hell.
Jerome was really something, treating his wife and daughter like this. He was truly a model of
heartlessness. Who could forget how Camilla had fallen out with her own family? I certainly didn’t. The
memory was still fresh in my mind.
Hannah pulled out two large bags of gifts from the trunk we had picked up on our way, and we started
towards the building. I wondered if Camilla knew about Jerome’s actions.
Reaching their door, I knocked. A soft, youthful voice came from inside, clearly a young girl.
“Who is it?”
“Fidelia, it’s me, Aaliyah!” I responded gently.
The sound of the door being unlocked quickly came from inside. She was clearly excited.
The door opened, and I saw Fidelia, whom I hadn’t seen in many years.
Honestly, the young girl looked a bit like my daughter Monique. The Dawsons all had good looks, and
so did Fidelia. She was very pretty with shining eyes and sexy lips.
She was taller than Monique, standing at the entrance with a shy look in her eyes, full of astonishment,
excitement, and a hint of confusion.
She carefully called out, “Aunt Aaliyah!”
I smiled kindly, “Fidelia, it’s been too long!”
I stepped forward, and she quickly stepped back to let me in, “Please come in, Aunt Aaliyah!”
I took another step forward, put my arm around her shoulder, and walked in together.
“Are you home alone?” I asked as I looked around their place.
The place was quite spacious and decently decorated. Although the design was clearly a few years old,
it was very clean and orderly. Camilla had done a great job maintaining it.
“Mom will be back soon!” Fidelia looked up at me, smiling contentedly. “Aunt Aaliyah, make yourself at
home!”
“Your home is so clean and cozy. Your mom is really good at keeping up!” I genuinely complimented
her. “What do you usually do when you’re home alone?”
“I… do homework, read books, watch TV!” She answered cautiously.
“Well, what keeps your mom so busy that you’re often home alone?” I asked casually, but with the
intention of finding out more.
“Mom has to work, delivering goods for people!” Fidelia answered promptly.
“She’s been working?” I was a bit surprised. “Where does she work?”
In my impression, Jerome wouldn’t let Camilla work, and I always felt that Camilla’s personality wasn’t
suited for work.
In my memory, she was utterly submissive, enduring hardship without complaint.
Even though the latter was a great virtue, her submissiveness definitely overshadowed it.
She quickly put down her bag, started boiling water for tea, and didn’t forget to greet me, “Aaliyah! I
never expected you to come here!”
“Fidelia mentioned that you’re working?” I asked while looking at her. “Does Jerome… know that?”
Her expression froze, and her mouth twitched a couple of times, “I… he has long stopped caring for
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This answer was both expected and unexpected. Because I didn’t know to what extent Jerome had
stopped caring.
“He… stopped caring?” I asked doubtfully. “What do you mean?”
Camilla quickly glanced at me, “It’s been a long time! So… I need to work, to support my child!”
I was somewhat shocked. I never imagined Jerome’s ‘not caring’ would go as far as not providing for
his child.
This inevitably made me feel awkward. After all, such topics were usually embarrassing, but I still
pressed on, “How long has it been?”
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Upon hearing my question, Camilla chuckled bitterly, “It’s been a few years now.”
She prepared some tea and told me to take a seat.
Seeing what was on the coffee table, she quickly said, “Aaliyah, look at you, I’m already so grateful that
you visit, and you even brought all these gifts.”
“I just got some stuff for Fidelia on the way! Don’t mind it!” I said, then called out to Fidelia, “Fidelia,
come see, there might be something you like.”
She nodded obediently, her smile radiant, “I like everything!”
I laughed, “Well then, don’t hold back!”
She looked over at her mother, Camilla, who also laughed, “Aren’t you going to thank your aunt?”
Fidelia politely thanked me, her eyes full of gratitude.
Camilla told Fidelia, “Go wash some fruits for your aunt.”
I quickly pointed to the tea and said, “Fidelia, get the fruits for yourself. We will have some tea!”
Hannah flashed a smile at her, “May I see your room?”
Fidelia immediately turned to her mother. Camilla laughed, “Go ahead!”
Once they’d left for the room, I looked around, “This is a nice house. When did you move? I had no
idea!”
“Well, it was probably when you were sick. It’s been a few years!” Camilla agreed, also glancing
around, “We used to live in the house you helped us buy, we should have thanked you a lot sooner.”
“Please, no need for formalities,” I brushed it off, “That’s just how the Dawsons are. You and Jerome,
are you…”
“We’re not divorced!” Camilla interrupted, as if she knew what I was going to ask, “But he’s rarely
home.”
“He doesn’t take care of you and Fidelia?” I probed.
“Rarely.”
I wasn’t sure what she meant by ‘rarely’.
“Ever since we moved here, he’s barely been home. Even when he does come back, he doesn’t stay
the night. Just leaves some money and goes.” Camilla’s voice was barely a whisper, her hands
interlaced and fidgeting, a clear sign of her inner turmoil.
“Isn’t he busy with Jaylan at the company? Maybe Jaylan isn’t paying him enough. I’ll ask him,” I
feigned ignorance, “If he’s not coming home, where does he go?”
“Oh…” Camilla chuckled bitterly again, “I wouldn’t dare to ask. He can do whatever he wants.”
Camilla’s words echoed hopelessness and despair.
“You’re just too naive. You gave up everything for him…” I stopped mid-sentence, as if I’d said
something wrong.
She smiled at me dismissively, “It doesn’t matter anymore, it’s been so long that I’ve almost forgotten I
have a husband.”
I patted her arm, unable to find any words to say.
“If anyone is to blame for all this, it’s not Jerome. It’s my mother who was too much.” Camilla began,
which surprised me.
“Why would you say that?” I asked, confused.
Camilla wore a bitter smile, still bitter.
“I have to ask… back then, did you… did you marry Jerome because you were pregnant?” I asked
gently, afraid to hurt Camilla’s feelings.
“Otherwise?” She hung her head, looking like a victim, “Back then, it was a big deal for my family. And I
was the only one who knew I was pregnant. I had already had an abortion once and no one knew. I
didn’t dare to do it again. Jerome is stubborn and no one can control him. If I didn’t follow him, where
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She was telling the truth, but I was also impressed by Camilla’s courage. To have an abortion in secret,
that took guts.
“Do you know what he’s doing out there?” I asked bluntly.
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Tension flickered in her eyes as she heard my question. She cast a nervous glance at me and
hesitantly admitted, “I did ask once, but he blew up, saying it was none of my business. So I didn’t dare
to ask again.”
“Why are you so afraid of him?” I chuckled, looking at Camilla. “As his wife, isn’t it natural for you to
ask?”
“Well… it’s not that I’m afraid of him exactly. I just feel that he is a grown man, and he should know his
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“Has he… ever laid a hand on you?” I ventured to ask.
She was quick to deny, “No, never! He may be a bit stubborn at times, but he never hit me.”
After saying this, Camilla looked at me with a hint of suspicion. “Did something happen to him?”
I hastily denied, “No, I was just asking out of curiosity.”
“Oh…” she responded with an awkward laugh. “He’s a free spirit, always doing as he pleases. No one
can really control him, not even his own parents.”
I nodded in agreement. For a daughter-in-law in the Dawson family, this was a common topic.
“Speaking of which, Jaylan is no better!” I said, trying to create a bond with her.
“But he’s much better than his older brother. He treats you well and is dutiful to his parents,” Camilla
praised.
Hearing her admiration, I couldn’t help but wonder. Considering their collusion, could she really be
oblivious to their schemes?
Treating me well? He was treating all women well except for me. He was always putting on airs of
elegance and aloofness, yet easily surrendering at the sight of a woman.
I decided to probe her a bit, “Both of them have their issues. I knew about Jaylan’s before I got sick, but
now… Who knows? Did you hear about the incident that happened a while ago?”
Camilla seemed taken aback and then earnestly asked, “What? What incident? I really don’t know!”
Afraid I might not believe her, she quickly added, “Aaliyah, you have to understand, although we’re still
technically married, it feels like we’re only bound by the law. I bet most people outside don’t even know
he has a wife. And certainly, nobody knows that I am his wife.”
“That can’t be true!” I laughed.
“But it is!” she sighed. “I’m not lying. For years, he rarely takes care of me and Fidelia. Even in this very
building, not many people know him!
If it weren’t for his occasional visits, I wouldn’t even feel connected to the Dawson family. Except for
you, no one in the Dawson family pays any attention to us!”
This caught her interest, and she asked, “What happened?”
“How did you find out?”
“I was feeling a bit better and missed Probert, so I went to pick him up from school. That’s when I saw
it,” I admitted. “So I brought Probert back home. His grandmother caused quite a scene because of
that. I wish they would just leave us alone!” Content belongs to Drаmаոovеls.coм
I shook my head, a bitter smile on my face.
Camilla was shocked by my story, “That actually happened?”
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My words seemed to put her at ease and she refilled my tea cup with a warm smile.
“You’re right,” she agreed, “Being away from that mother-in-law of mine is definitely a cause for
celebration! Not having a family to answer to does have its perks, less worries and more peace. My
family is nothing compared to yours. I’m just grateful that Jerome has been there to stand up for me, or
else they would have made my life miserable!”
“They’ve been giving you trouble?” I asked, surprised.
“Yes. My brother used to come around asking for money all the time. If I refused, my mother would start
yelling and throwing fits. But then one time Jerome caught him in the act and gave him a good
thrashing. Since then, they’ve been keeping their distance.”
“Seriously?”
She nodded and laughed, “I can’t rely on them, and they can’t rely on me. It’s a good arrangement! The
only one I feel bad for is Fidelia. Other children have loving grandparents, but poor Fidelia has neither a
doting grandmother nor a caring uncle!”
“Don’t worry about that,” I reassured her, “I’ll be there for her. We may be outsiders to others, but we
have to look out for each other.”
Camilla smiled, “Thank you, Aaliyah! You’re the only one who’s been so good to us. It’s comforting to
know that we do have someone to rely on.”
“What if Jerome doesn’t approve of our closeness?” I asked tentatively.
It was a practical concern. In the past, Jerome might have discouraged Camilla from getting too close
to me.
After a moment of consideration, Camilla assured me, “I don’t think he will mind. Besides, he barely
comes home and hardly has any concern for us. He never asks about Fidelia’s school or what she
does daily, or if she has any friends.”
“How often does he come home?” I asked, deciding to dive straight into the matter.
“Well, it’s hard to say. Sometimes it’s every two weeks, sometimes a few months, and sometimes he
doesn’t come home for a whole year. I wonder if he even considers this as his home anymore,” Camilla
replied with a hint of sadness.
“That’s quite tough. But you mentioned he gives you some money?”
I was curious. Jerome must have money, considering what he took from Medsafe Liyah Inc. I couldn’t
believe he would spend it all. novelbin
“Yes, he leaves some money whenever he comes home. But it’s barely enough for us to get by for a
few months,” Camilla admitted.
I couldn’t understand why Camilla would put up with such a marriage.
“So, what kind of job are you doing now?” I asked, eager to know more.
“I’m a delivery person for a hospital. I run errands for a pharmaceutical company and earn a bit,” she
said, at which point I immediately thought of Irving.
“Is it Elixir Pharma Limited?” I asked.
Camilla shook her head, “No, it’s Protea Medicals.”
“Oh!” I responded. I knew Protea Medicals was a small company.
“But it has its perks. I have a flexible schedule, which allows me to take care of Fidelia,” she said,
sounding content.
“So, you must be familiar with all the hospitals?” I asked. Reąd at Drąmаոоvеls.com