Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

After all that, I carefully returned the first aid kit to its original place and, with a cup of water in hand, I walked back to my room. I was doing all this to avoid arousing Zora's suspicion. If she were to find antipyretics in the kit, my explanation would crumble. When I left the room, I deliberately told her not to follow me. I was confident that she didn't have the guts to confront me directly.

I placed the cup of water down and swiftly fetched the medicine. A glance at the box made me chuckle. Fate seemed to be on my side. The medicine had already expired. I kept a few pills and flushed the rest down the drain.

Returning to my bed, I tossed the medicine box into the bedside table drawer, just in case. I then hopped onto the bed and listened to the sounds outside. All was quiet.

But I was certain that Zora wouldn't let it go. She was bound to check the first aid kit to verify if I had lied.

With a sigh, I thought, damn it! It felt like I was in a never-ending game of wits in my own house. Even soap operas didn't have this kind of drama.

I pulled the blanket closer, muttered under my breath, and laughed coldly, "Let's see if you can stay up all night."

But just as I was about to drift off, a sudden thought jolted me awake. If Zora was spying on me and decided to snitch to Jaylan, would they drug me into unconsciousness again?

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. Especially now, with Probert back with me. If I were to be drugged again, the kids would be in danger.

Just then, I heard a faint noise. Holding my breath, I strained my ears.

There was no doubt about it. Zora was on the move again.

As soon as the noise died down, I sprang up, fetched my hidden phone, and darted into the bathroom.

I checked the surveillance app on my phone and sure enough, I saw Zora sneakily heading to where the first aid kit was kept. After making sure I wasn't up, she crouched down and began rifling through the kit She spent quite some time before finally leaving everything as it was and slinking back to her room.

The next day.

When Jaylan woke up, he seemed fine, just like any other day. Seeing me still lying lazily in bed, he asked, "Why are you still in bed?"

"You were running a fever last night, and I was up half the night. Now I have a headache," I mumbled. "My body just can't handle late nights anymore!"

"I'll take the kids to school then."

The moment I heard that, I shot up from the bed. "No, I'll do it. I can't slack off after just one day. What kind of example would that set for the kids?"

I quickly got out of bed to freshen up, then headed to Probert's room. He was getting dressed.

After dropping him off at school, I didn't rush back home. Instead, I checked the surveillance app on my phone. As expected, Zora had tattled.

I saw Jaylan, who was having breakfast, pause mid-bite. He looked up and asked, "Are you sure she was rummaging through things?" "Yes, I'm sure. She spent quite a while searching in the car. I don't know what she was looking for," Zora said earnestly. "I saw the whole thing." Jaylan sat back in his chair, eyes narrowing in thought.

My hand clenched involuntarily, sweat pooling in my palm. Damn Zora, she was hell-bent on making my life miserable. She was truly a puppet. Just then, Clara walked out of her room, dressed in new clothes. She looked fresh and composed as she took a seat at the dining table.

Zora shot her a dismissive glance, then pushed her breakfast towards her.

Jaylan glanced at Zora but didn't continue the conversation, resuming his breakfast instead.

I switched off the phone. With Clara there, they wouldn't continue discussing it.

I sat in the car for a while, anxiously nibbling on my nails. Then I had a idea. I started the car and drove to a pharmacy nearby. I bought a few packs of medicine and leisurely drove home. What I didn't expect was that Jaylan, who was supposed to have left for work, was still sitting in the living room.