Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

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." This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"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.

She emerged after a few seconds, finding the room was empty. I had taken all her belongings and

thrown them in the storage.

Her movements became frantic. But then, I saw her heading towards Carl's room. My heart clenched in

fear, and I instantly switched to that camera feed.

She walked straight to Carl's bed, sending chills down my spine. I stepped out from behind the

curtains, intending to storm into Carl's room. That audacious woman, sneaking back in the middle of

the night and daring to enter my child's room.

Remembering her conversation with Jaylan about Carl, it seemed like she was using my child as a

pawn against Jaylan.

As I watched her enter Carl's room, I couldn't help but panic.

Keeping an eye on the screen while walking, I feared she might harm Carl.

But to my surprise, she simply sat down on his bed in the dark, gazing at the sleeping Carl. I froze in

place, my heart pounding in my chest.

Did this insidious woman actually care for Carl? After all, she had taken care of him since he was born.

Could she have developed genuine feelings for him?

Unable to bear it any longer, I reached for the door handle. But then, I saw her lean over and give Carl

a light kiss on the cheek. She gently touched his face before exiting the room.

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.