Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 154

Hertha's fighting spirit was on fire. She was still cursing up a storm, accusing Marissa of every sin

under the sun. She even went as far as to expose Marissa's kept man, with precise and convincing

evidence.

I was impressed deep down. This Hertha was not an average brawler. She had her wits about her, able

to dig up so much dirt on Marissa. She was well prepared and not some foolish woman going around

picking fights. No wonder her hits were so accurate.

Gevena tugged my arm, tilting her head. "Let's go!" I took a few more glances, soaking in the drama

before we left.

At dinner, Catherine showed me a push notification on her phone. The scene we just left was already

making rounds on the internet.We chatted animatedly over dinner about the juicy details of Hertha and

Marissa's feud. However, in my mind, I was already calculating how to leverage this incident.

When I got home, I found Jaylan, who hadn't been home for days, had returned.

I wished he would be gone forever. But now, his return was a blessing in disguise!

Jaylan, trying to act casual, attempted to strike a conversation. "Honey, Monique is coming home

tomorrow! You must be thrilled!"

I sat on the sofa, engrossed in my phone, scrolling through TikTok videos, not giving him the

satisfaction of a response. Just as I came across the video of Marissa getting beaten up, I gasped. "Oh

my God, isn't that Marissa?"

I quickly turned up the volume, staring wide-eyed at the screen, replaying the video over and over

again. There was no way Jaylan could miss Hertha's harsh words.

Jaylan kept his cool, sipping his water, but his face visibly darkened.

I opened my mouth and said, "No wonder Marissa has never told me directly who her husband is and

what he does! Turns out she's a mistress! Jeez, she has even said 'my husband’ shamelessly to my

face. For Heaven’s sake, I wonder whose husband he is! She's so reckless. How could she do such a

thing? She even has a child. What will the child do in the future as a bastard son? Tsk tsk! Men are so

unreliable. Aren’t they afraid of catching AIDS!" I was clearly hinting at something.

Jaylan remained silent, his face darkening.

I sighed. "Darling, you were right. Marissa is no saint. Just listen to this mess! What was it all about?

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so low?"

Probert came over and asked, "Mommy, what kind of toy boy is she keeping? Is the toy funny? Can we

keep one, too?"

I was stunned, glancing at Probert's innocent face. It took me a while to process his question.

Jaylan snapped at me, "Can't you watch your words? Don't you see the kid is here?"

I laughed and immediately hugged Probert, explaining seriously, "Son, it takes a big house and much

money to keep a toy boy! We can't keep one now."

After saying those words, Jaylan's face darkened even more.

I picked up Carl and called for Probert, "Come on, boys. Let's go upstairs!"

Helga rushed out of the kitchen at my call, taking Carl from me. Carl was still looking for Zora these

days but not so eagerly as before.

Just as we got upstairs, we heard a car driving away. I quickly ran to the window and saw Jaylan's car

speeding away, disappearing from my sight. I looked in the direction he had left, raising my eyebrows

and putting on a smirk on my face. Then I turned back and instructed Helga, "Helga, sterilize his dishes

well later and set them aside."

Helga nodded hastily. "Okay. I'll do it right away!"

That night Jaylan didn't return.

In the morning, he called to say he had to deal with some urgent matters at the company the night

before and was feeling unwell, so he had gone to the hospital for IV therapy.

I played along with him, expressing my concerns and gave him several instructions casually.

After hanging up the phone, I sat in a daze, wondering since when my life had turned into this. It was

tiring to play mind games each day.

I was sure Marissa had a lively night. This incident was different. Jaylan wouldn't let Marissa off easily,

especially when a toy boy was involved!

I was secretly thrilled that I had successfully diverted the trouble onto Marissa. However, I regretted not

knowing how far they had gone.

Initially, I thought everyone would just enjoy the show and then move on. But to my surprise, the

incident's heat on the internet didn't cool down, instead, it soared even higher.