Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 120

I raised my eyebrows, answering the call. A timid voice came through, "Ma'am, my sister has sneaked out. She seems to be heading your way, and she has your house keys."

Startled, I immediately sat up, cursing myself for forgetting about the keys.

"Are you sure she's coming here?"

"I think so! Be careful!" Clara warned, "She's up to no good. I'm worried."

"Got it!" I ended the call, pondering about the situation.

Next to me, Carl stirred. I gently soothed him, gazing at his tear-streaked face with a heavy heart. I covered him lightly with a blanket, then quietly exited his room.

Returning to my room, I saw Jaylan deep asleep on the bed, snoring away, oblivious to my presence. I felt a wave of revulsion looking at him, unable to bear it any longer.

I made my way to the guest room without turning on the lights, then hid behind the curtains, watching the quiet street below. I was curious to see what Zora was planning.

Under the dim streetlights, the shadows seemed to come alive.

Minutes ticked by as I patiently waited, my gaze fixed on the front gate.

Sure enough, about twenty minutes later, I saw a shadowy figure swiftly approaching- it was Zora. She lingered at the gate for a while before sliding it open and sneaking in.

I pulled out my phone, switching on the surveillance camera. On the screen, the front door opened with a faint creak.

Zora sneaked in. She paused at the entrance before confidently striding in. She seemed to know her way around, heading straight up the stairs.

I quickly dimmed the brightness of my phone, blending into the shadows behind the curtains, in case she decided to check the guest room.

On the screen, the figure moved swiftly. The dim hallway light cast an eerie glow on her face. She stopped at the top of the stairs before tiptoeing into her old room. It became clear then—she was after her drug.

surprised, I stopped in my tracks, staring at the screen.

She hesitated outside the study, peeping inside, probably checking if Jaylan was there. Then, she headed towards the master bedroom. I tensed up, fearing she would discover my absence.

But strangely, she stopped at the door, her outstretched hand withdrawing. Then, she decisively turned around and headed downstairs, her figure fading into the shadows.

I let out a sigh of relief, but she wasn't done yet. She moved about the house before entering the storage room.

There were no cameras there, so I couldn't tell what was happening. But it was clear she was looking for her belongings.

I couldn't let her just walk in and out of my house as she pleased.

With that thought, I quietly descended the stairs and sat on the couch, waiting.