Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 100

I was taken aback, a wave of sadness washing over me. How was I supposed to explain this to him?

After a moment, I turned to Probert and told him earnestly, "Son, everyone has their strengths and

weaknesses. It's the same for everyone, but each person's strengths and weaknesses are different.

Perhaps your grandmother appreciates a certain quality in him that you don't possess. In her

perception, she might think that his strength is greater than yours, which is why she praises him! But

that doesn't necessarily mean he is better than you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"So, it's like I'm good at math, but he is not. He can paint, and I can't, right, Mom?" Probert's eyes

sparkled with a strong desire to understand.

"Exactly!" I laughed delightedly, ruffling his hair. "My son is so smart!"

My praise boosted his confidence. He settled back into his seat, putting on a proud look on his face.

When we got home, I could feel something was off. Only Clara was in the living room, playfully

entertaining Carl. But there was no sign of Zora.

I told Probert to go upstairs and change his clothes before coming back down. Then I sat down next to

Carl and casually asked Clara, "Where's your sister?"

"She said she had something to do and left. Dinner's ready!" Clara's tone was somewhat irritable. "I'll

get it served!"

"No rush. You keep playing with Carl. I'm going to go upstairs and change my clothes. We'll eat when I

come back down," I said, rising from my seat and heading straight to Zora's room.

I was puzzled as to where Zora could have stashed that drug. It was a liquid, which made it hard to

hide. It was also something you could only get on the black market, so there certainly wouldn't be a lot

of it. Strangely, though, I searched thoroughly and found nothing.

As I was rummaging, I heard Clara calling out from downstairs, "Ma'am, dinner's ready!"

I immediately perked up my ears and heard the faint sounds of someone climbing the stairs. The

footsteps were already on the hallway.

I realized I wouldn't be able to leave the room in time.

If Zora came back and found me in her room, it would be hard to explain.

I quickly remembered the secret door. I rushed over, moved the bookcase aside, slipped through the

hidden door, and closed it behind me. Then, I shifted the bookcase back to its original position from the

other side.

When I came to the study, I took off my jacket and sat down at the desk, picking up a pen.

Just then, Zora pushed open the door of the study. Seeing me, her eyes narrowed slightly, but she

quickly said, "Ma'am, dinner's ready!"

I nodded, purposefully placing my pen back into the holder and tearing out the page I'd been doodling

on. I stuffed it into my bag and left the study.

Heading back to my room, I tore up the paper and flushed it down the toilet, then changed my clothes

and went downstairs.

At the dinner table, I nonchalantly said to Zora, "Next time, try not to leave during meal times."

Zora acknowledged my comment and went to serve the food.

Just then, Jaylan walked in, carrying a bag and looking exhausted.

I studied his face and asked, "You look so tired. What happened? Did something go wrong with your

business trip?" At my words, both Zora and Clara turned to look at Jaylan. He glanced at the table,

replying, "Just tired!" Then he washed his hands, sat down next to me, and playfully patted Carl. "I'm

starving. I haven't had a decent meal in days."

Knowing he'd been busy with his fights, I chuckled inwardly. No wonder he hadn't had time for a proper

meal.

Zora heard that and immediately offered. "Want me to make you some soup?"

"No need!" Jaylan picked up his fork and took a bite of his meal.

I stayed calm and mentioned, "Your mom called. She was trying to reach you but couldn't get through."

Jaylan paused, then continued eating. He didn’t say until he'd swallowed, "She didn't say what the

matter was? Maybe my phone died."

"Oh! She didn't mention anything, but she seemed pretty urgent. Has she called you since?" I glanced

at him, but he seemed unbothered.

"No, don't worry about her!" Jaylan continued eating. He ate like a horse, showing how hungry he was .

Thinking of Evan, I casually mentioned, "When I was picking up Probert, I saw Marissa's son. The boy

was all alone and looked quite gloomy. I didn't see Marissa today, so I asked him who was picking him

up. He said his dad was, but I didn't see him. I even asked what his dad's name was."Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.