Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 74

He wore a disgruntled expression, abruptly pulling back his hand, "Can't you watch your language?"

I bore into him with a penetrating gaze. "Is the truth so hard to swallow? Aren't they just a bunch of

parasites? You're the only one working, even pouring our shared fortunes into their pockets. All they do

is sit around and wait for their salary!"

Jaylan seemed taken aback, trying to form a rebuttal, but I cut him off, "I didn't invest in the company

for them! Family is one thing, but you're going beyond that, Jaylan. Are you planning on turning this into

a charity foundation? And now they're calling me a beggar. Have I ever begged from your family,

Jaylan? Has the Dawson family ever contributed a single dime to Medsafe Liyah Inc.?"

I was straight forward, and confronted him head-on. I wouldn't be their pushover anymore.

Jaylan, sensing my rising anger, quickly attempted to soothe the situation. He wrapped an arm around

my waist, leaning in to whisper in my ear, "Darling, I'm sorry. I overlooked things. But I thought we were

talking about the kids?"

"So you think you're right about our kids?" I retorted.

Jaylan tried to laugh it off, "Come on, what could possibly go wrong with my mom looking after her

grandson?"

I recoiled from his approaching figure, repulsed, "Your mom?"

"She can be the best grandma but she can't replace a father. He's your son! Aren't you concerned?

Haven't you noticed Probert's behavior?" I asked pointedly, meeting his gaze. "If you're not paying

attention to your own son, who are you paying attention to?"

Jaylan was stunned by my outburst, looking guilty, "What are you talking about? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You're so busy playing daddy to everyone else, you've forgotten about your own son.

Lucky for me, my illness seems to be improving. If I was still sick, Probert might get sick too, just like

me!"

"You're just making things up! When have I ever called anyone else my son! Stop being paranoid,

Allie!" Jaylan's eyes flickered as he lay back, "You're right, I should pay more attention."

I voiced my concerns earnestly, "I think our son might have mild autism."

Jaylan laughed it off, "Allie, don't exaggerate. It's not that serious. You're just scaring yourself."

"Scaring myself? He's been neglected by the Dawson family. Haven't you noticed? When I visited

today, your mom was berating him, banging on the table. He's just a child, he can't be that much at

fault. Does she really need to be so harsh?

He's been so frightened, like a little kitten. I can't imagine what he's been through these past few days.

What kind of father are you? Why are you letting them hurt him!" Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

I couldn't contain my anger, sitting up abruptly, "Jaylan, this is not over. I've turned a blind eye before,

but I'm truly disappointed in you today. I can overlook other things, but not when it comes to my child. I

won't back down. If Probert doesn't bounce back to his usual self, Jaylan, you'll have to answer to me!"

"You're overthinking! My mom loves him," Jaylan defended, pushing my patience to the limits.

"You're still in denial? You saw how she treated me, right? If she can treat me that way in front of our

child, what can't she do? Tell me! Without me, would you have what you have today? You're biting the

hand that feeds you. The Dawsons sure are domineering!"

Jaylan watched me coldly, his eyes harboring an unreadable emotion that sent chills down my spine.

After all, this bastard had wanted to get rid of me.

But this was a game of power, and I had to win for the safety of my children. If I lost, it would be a

complete defeat.

I couldn't afford to give his mistress an inch. She had crossed a line, and I wouldn't let it go.

I was gambling on the fact that the Wilburn family still held value, that we were still a tempting piece of

meat he hadn't sucked dry. Once that card lost its value, I'd be stuck, unable to turn the tables. So I had

to go all in.

As long as we held value, I could break this stalemate, and that was my only chance to win.

From the moment I unintentionally took back Probert, I knew that while my life didn't matter, my

children had to escape from this trap they had set.

So I stood my ground, refusing to back down. I couldn't afford to lose my momentum.