Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Even so, Jaylan didn't seem to have any intention of taking me to the hospital. He was calling my name and checking on me when I heard Zora rushing in.

The overwhelming grief was making my head feel light, and although I was feigning unconsciousness, my weak body was already pushed to its limit. I wanted nothing more than to sleep when closing my eyes. "What's wrong with her, wailing in the middle of the night? She..." Zora's words were abruptly cut off by a sharp slap.

The sound snapped me back from my daze, almost causing me to open my eyes.

Feeling a sudden rush of satisfaction, I stealthily peeked out from under my eyelids, only to see Zora clutching her face, staring at Jaylan in terror.

"You dare to ask me? This is all your fault!" Jaylan snapped in a low growl. His voice was as cold and chilling as ice. He stepped closer to Zora, "Who told you to do this?"

"I..." Zora backed away, fear evident on her face as she looked at the menacing Jaylan.

I had never seen this side of Jaylan before. He reminded me of a demon from hell, his eyes glowing with a dangerous light, blood-red in color.

I assumed he was mad at Zora for hurting me, that he still had some conscience left. But his next words shattered my tiny hope.

"You're nothing but a liability!" Jaylan spat out, then glanced at me. He grabbed Zora by the arm and stormed out of the room.

I quickly grabbed my phone to check the surveillance, only to see Jaylan violently throw Zora against the wall in the hallway. She didn't resist.

Jaylan pointed at Zora, his voice filled with venom, "Listen, if you want to stay here, be the lady of this house, then bloody behave. Your job is to look after her. If you can't do that..."

Jaylan paused, stepping closer to Zora, scrutinizing her face, and added ominously, "I won't hesitate to replace you. Don't think you can threaten me by those things."

Zora stared back at Jaylan, their eyes locked in a standoff. After a few seconds, she lowered her gaze and nodded, "I... understand."

Jaylan seemed to relax a little, spat in disgust, completely shattering my previous image of him.

In my mind, he was always gentle and refined. But the man in front of me was a far cry from the Jaylan I knew.

"Go clean her up. If she wakes up and asks, nothing happened. Understood?" Jaylan told Zora, staring at her until she nodded in agreement. He then walked into his study.

Zora stood still for a while before she pulled herself together and headed towards my room. I quickly hid my phone under my body.

As Zora came in and stood by my bed, looking at me for a long time, I heard her moving towards the bathroom and the sound of running water.

I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Jaylan was not aware of Zora's actions against me, but his reaction was not out of sympathy for me. It was because Zora had messed up his plans.

She cleaned my face with a warm damp cloth, probably afraid that the cold water would wake me up. Then she carefully wiped my mouth.

Before she could leave, the door was flung open again. I peeked to see Jaylan returning, heading straight for the shelf on the opposite wall. After a long stare, he asked Zora, "What happened here?" Zora responded obediently, "The cat knocked it over!"

I realized then that he had gone back to check the surveillance footage of the room, but I knew that the camera had been drowned and was now useless.

Jaylan reached up to the top shelf, retrieved the camera, looked at it and put it back.

His actions reassured me. It seemed he didn't suspect anything.

The drama seemed to have ended there. But that night, Jaylan didn't leave the room again. Instead, he lay down next to me.

This was a normal action for a married couple, but it sent chills down my spine at that moment.

Could it be that his conscience was pricking him?