Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 161

Our middle-aged nanny, Gemma, was still as attractive and radiant as ever. She was as chatty and

friendly as Marissa. I could see her bustling around everywhere in the house.

In the evening, we didn’t throw a big party, but almost all the remaining households in Oldtown Avenue

came. It felt like a block party, something I hadn't seen in quite a while.

The most heartwarming part was seeing how happy my parents were. They stuck by my side as if they

were afraid I would disappear again.

It was only then that Jaylan found out I had flown back to Silverdale City. He quickly video-called, with a

hint of resentment in his voice that I hadn't informed him of my return.

I scoffed inwardly. Why should I have informed him? Those old times were gone!

From the video, he saw the backyard packed with people and immediately switched to his charming

persona, asking about me and the kids.

My dad, smiling from ear to ear, asked him why he hadn't come along. Jaylan lied, saying he was busy Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

with crucial overseas business negotiations and couldn’t make it. It was as if he had nothing to do with

the drama that unfolded earlier that day. Apparently, after I left, Jaylan and Jerome had a big fight.

Jerome even smashed up the office, scaring the shit out of everyone.

Logan had sent me a video of the incident, but I hadn't had the time to watch it yet.

Jaylan was chatting joyfully with my dad, dutifully reporting on his overseas business prospects and

showing how much he was valued by city officials.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

My dad asked him to visit as soon as possible. Jaylan promptly agreed, promising to come as soon as

he sorted things out.

My father, perhaps affected by a couple of glasses of wine, jovially said, "I thought you could make it. I

have a project I want to discuss with you! Since you're dealing with foreign clients, it's a great

opportunity!"

Jaylan, energized, asked eagerly, "What project is it?"

"Something in pharmaceuticals!" my dad answered cryptically.

“Is it with VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals?” He asked keenly.

“Hey! We can talk more about it when you come here! I’ve had a few drinks, and we have guests, so

let’s leave it for now!” my dad tactfully shifted the conversation.

Jaylan, clearly wanting more details, quickly said, “Alright! I'll be there the soonest!”

Then he switched to the perfect husband mode, repeatedly reminding me to take care of myself, eat

small, frequent meals, and not to overindulge. His affectionate words drew admiring glances and

murmurs of approval from the crowd. However, I cursed him under my breath.

Later, I asked my dad, "What project are you planning to discuss with Jaylan?"

With a gentle smile, my dad said, "I want to discuss something about VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals!"

I hesitated, unsure of how to express my concerns to my dad.

“You don’t need to worry! It's just a chat!" my dad comfortingly patted my shoulder, hinting, "Sweetie,

it's good to have you back! It's really good!"

Just then, Gemma walked in with a large tray of fruits, "Ms Aaliyah, Mr. And Mrs. Wilburn have been

eagerly waiting for you! Your return brought life to the house. It's livelier than during Christmas."

It was as if she had celebrated Christmas with us.

I gave her a friendly smile. "You name is Gemma, right? Thanks for taking care of my parents.”

“No problem! It’s just my job. Mr. And Mrs. Wilburn have been very kind to me!" she replied, her face

full of flattery and her eyes twinkling.

"You must be tired after a long day. You should go take a rest. I'll chat with my parents for a while.

Please take care of Helga for me."

Gemma assured me, "Of course, Ms Aaliyah! You can count on me! I'll leave you guys to chat."

After she left, I turned to my mother. "Is she doing a good job?"

"She's diligent, but a bit gossipy," my mom replied, her eyes still on the door. Her guardedness took me

by surprise.

“Mom! She…” I started, looking at the door.

“One can never be too careful,” she said, patting my hand.

I felt relieved. "I'm glad you've been careful!"