Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 108

After a refreshing night's sleep, I took my time preparing for the day, applying a gorgeous layer of makeup, and grabbing my purse before stepping out of the house.

Upon seeing my all-dolled-up appearance, Zora immediately grew suspicious. I noticed her peeking behind the curtains as I drove off.

Once I reached the community gate, I parked my car in the nearby lot and stood by the roadside. Before long, I spotted Zora's car emerging from the community. The sight of her following me brought a smile to my face.

Soon, a luxurious car pulled up beside me. A tall, handsome man stepped out and, with a charming smile, graciously opened the car door for me. I gracefully stepped inside.

We left the community, with Zora's car tailing not too far behind us. We drove to a fancy hotel where the gentleman parked the car and led the way inside.

Just before entering the hotel, I stole a glance behind, only to see Zora sneaking in after us. I gave an 'ok' gesture to the person inside the room, anticipating the drama that was about to unfold.

Twenty minutes later, we heard an expected knock on the door. The knocking sounded hostile. I quickly sprawled on the living room couch while my escort, still drying his hair, went to answer the door.

The man who stormed in was Jaylan, with a smirking Zora following close behind him.

Feigning surprise, I jumped up from the couch, asking, “Jaylan…what are you doing here?”

Jaylan, with bloodshot eyes, bellowed, “How could I miss such a wonderful scene?”

I was baffled by Jaylan's rage. Was he really that concerned about me? After all, wasn't he planning to harm me? His fury seemed a little too exaggerated. What a good actor!

Trying to salvage the situation, I rushed over to Jaylan, pleading with Gevena, “Gevena, I’m sorry!”

Janice, never one to shy away from drama, chimed in, “From Mr. Dawson’s reaction, it looks like he’s here to catch his wife in the act. Quite an entrance, wouldn’t you say?”

At her words, everyone turned to look at Jaylan, their eyes filled with mockery.

Catherine, a notorious gossip, couldn’t resist chiming in, “What a show! Jaylan, you didn’t really come here suspecting your wife of infidelity, did you? Considering her condition, if she were up to something, wouldn’t she be too exhausted to sit up straight? You really don’t trust her, do you?”

I played the part of the repentant wife, repeatedly denying the accusations and trying to defend Jaylan. “Catherine, enough! Jaylan didn’t mean...he…”