Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 104

I hastily clicked on the video. The screen was crystal clear, showing a skeletal woman sprawled on a

king-sized bed. Her tangled, unkempt hair sprawled over a pillow. The camera moved closer, focusing

in on the woman's face, but it was pixelated to obscure any recognizable features. The figure on the

bed was motionless, looking like a lifeless corpse.

A sudden chill ran through me, and I was hardly out of breath. The woman in the video was me.

As the camera zoomed in close to my pixelated face, a soft laugh could be heard from behind the lens.

Several sentences popped up on the screen."Here you lay without a word, stripped of your former

grace, unwilling to even share a word with me! Oh, how I've waited for this day!"

Seeing these words, I was filled with such a rage that I started to tremble. My desire to tear everything

apart resurfaced.

This footage had stunned me! She went to great lengths to make this video, adding subtitles instead of Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

daring to voice her cruel intentions.

This video was from a while back when I was like a dead body, barely hanging on.

It turned out this home-wrecker had audaciously trespassed into my home and filmed me. Her words

were clearly wishing for my death so she could marry into the family and take my place. How wicked

must she be to have done such a vile thing? I held no grudge against her. In fact, I treated her like a

younger sister. I mentored her, groomed her into a key role in my business. Yet she repaid my kindness

with treachery. What a twisted soul.

I watched the video several times, ignoring the numerous messages from Catherine. The burning rage

within me threatened to consume me, transforming into a roar of fury. “Marissa, you will pay for this.”

Catherine, having received no response, videocalled me. I pulled myself together, cleaned my tears,

then answered, speaking quietly to Catherine on the screen, "I'm okay! Can you find a way to introduce

Marissa to a wealthier man the soonest?"

"A wealthy man?" Catherine looked puzzled, "Did I hear you right?"

"You heard it right. A wealthy man, preferably one with a tough wife!" I hinted.

Catherine understood immediately, "Oh, I get it! I'll see what I can do!"

"I will not rest until I have my revenge!" I spat out the words with venom.

Just then, I heard footsteps in the hallway. I quickly ended the call, laid down, and pretended to be

asleep. Sure enough, it was Jaylan. He entered the room quietly, standing by my bed and watching me

for a while. He called my name softly, but I didn't respond. He leaned down and began to feel under my

pillow, checking both sides.

My nerves were on edge. It was clear he was looking for my phone. He must have suspected me.

A jolt of fear rushed through me. I hadn't had the chance to delete the video Catherine had just sent

me. And the videocall on my phone would give away the fact that I had just ended a call. If he found my

phone, he would find out I was pretending to be asleep, and he would discover my secret, which put

him on his guard.

He didn't give up, and his hand continued to search cautiously.

I let out a faint hum and moved my body. He withdrew his hand quickly. But I could feel that he was still

standing there, watching me. Then, I murmured and turned over to lie on my back and naturally put my

hands under it.

The room was quiet enough to hear a pin drop, and the only sounds were our soft breaths. My heart

was pounding, and I was clenching my fists in case he made his next move.