Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 188

To my surprise, Ronan who had been so aloof on the phone earlier was now occupying the seat beside

me on the plane.

Noticing my stunned look, he motioned towards the line of impatient passengers queuing behind me.

With an apologetic smile, I quickly took my seat, but not before asking him, "You're also heading to

Goldenvale Town?"

He asked, "Could this flight be headed anywhere else?"

I was irked by his attitude, and after securing my luggage, I decided to give him the cold shoulder. He

was moody.

Sensing my irritation, he tried to make small talk, "Did you leave the kids behind? When are you

planning to come back?"

I mimicked his earlier tone and replied, "Do you think I have a say in this?"

I was right, wasn't I? This was the exact reason for my worry. I didn't know what would happen once I

got back home. My stay or departure depended on the police's investigation.

When I received the call in the morning, the tone of their voices had been stern and unfriendly, as if I

were the kidnapper.

On hearing my response, Ronan smirked, "You sure have a quick temper."

I was taken aback. That was a classic line between us. I was still not used to his face. I found myself

wanting to keep looking at him, searching for similarities.

He seemed to understand my actions, and when our eyes met, his voice softened, "You should get Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

some sleep before we take off."

With no room for argument, I closed my eyes, not out of obedience but to escape the awkwardness.

The man I had been yearning for over the past twelve years was sitting right beside me. Even in first

class, there wasn't enough room to avoid him. Sharing a flight that lasted over two hours was proving

to be embarrassing, so I decided to block it all out by closing my eyes.

He didn't disturb me. He quietly asked a flight attendant for a blanket, covered me gently, and then fell

silent, quietly watching over me.

Maybe it was the soft humming of the plane or the fact that I had stayed up late talking to my mom, but

I soon drifted off to sleep.

I awoke only when the flight attendant announced that we were about to land.

His voice reached my ears, "Did you really fall asleep?"

"Yeah! I stayed up late chatting with my mom last night and then had to answer an early morning call. I

didn't get to sleep in."

After saying this, I realized I was stating the obvious. If he was on the same flight, he must have known

about the call from the police.

He softly reassured me, instructing me to stay calm and answer all the police's questions truthfully. He

especially emphasized the truth. He also told me to stay cool no matter what happened once we

landed.

I nodded and reassured him, "Don't worry. I can handle it."

I could see that he was the one who was nervous, rambling on and on.

He examined me closely before apologizing, "I might not be able to go with you later."

"No problem. I can manage on my own. Catherine is coming to pick me up." I said dismissively, but

deep down, I felt a twinge of disappointment.

When it was time to deboard the plane, I quickly gathered my belongings, waved casually at him, and

pointed toward the exit before walking off.

As I neared the exit, I saw Catherine in the crowd. She saw me too and started jumping up and down,

waving at me.

I was about to stride towards her when I realized that things weren't as simple as I had thought. The

airport exit was swarming with reporters who seemed to know about my arrival on this flight.

The moment they spotted me, they swarmed around me. Initially, there were only a few, but soon their

number grew so large that I could hardly move. I had never faced such a situation before, and it left me

slightly flustered.

Catherine was pushed far away by the crowd.

Just when I was beginning to panic, a group of burly men, like knights in shining armor, appeared out of

nowhere. They quickly separated the reporters and cleared a path for me.

However, I had only taken a few steps when I was stopped by two police officers. After confirming my

identity, they whisked me away.

Catherine could only watch helplessly as I was escorted into a police car and driven away.