Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 288

Jaylan broke into a radiant smile, "Alright, let's head back to the hospital! I'll accompany you."

As I stood up, a wave of dizziness hit me, probably from standing up too quickly. Jaylan was quick to

catch me, concern filling his eyes as he suggested, "You're feeling dizzy, aren't you? You've been

sitting for too long. How about you lie down and rest a bit before we head back?"

His gaze was filled with concern, his tone incredibly tender.

I slowly opened my eyes, turned to look at him, and said firmly, "We're going back to the hospital. I

can't stand the filth here.."

His face twitched slightly at my words, but I chose to ignore his reaction.

Turning around, I headed for the exit with Jaylan following closely behind, like a faithful companion,

taking care to protect me.

In the car, I didn't feel like speaking to him, choosing to remain quiet, my eyes shut as I leaned back

into the seat. I was contemplating the strange encounter with the two sisters, something about it didn't

feel right. Zora didn't know where the child was, and that was incomprehensible.

Since Clara's report was taken by Zora, it was crucial to know where the report was now. But who

could she have given this report to?

Suddenly, an image of Jerome flashed in my mind. His gloomy face and sinister eyes stared back at NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

me, and it sent chills down my spine. I gasped and opened my eyes.

Jaylan, who was seated next to me, immediately put his arm around me, asking with concern, "Are you

okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

I let out a breath, leaning back into my seat and murmured, "Just had a dream."

"You see, I told you, you're just tired. You fell asleep so quickly. You really need to rest more," he

chattered away like a buzzing bee, it was extremely annoying.

I opened my eyes again, shot him a glance, and said, "When we get back to the hospital, you should

get a check-up too. I still don't know what caused the sudden fever you had last time. You need to take

care of yourself too."

At my words, Jaylan was left speechless, his smile stuck on his face as he replied, "Thanks, dear. I'm

fine now. You don't need to worry."

Hearing his response, I closed my eyes again and continued my rest. This time, he finally stopped

talking.

Back in the hospital room, I was genuinely tired so I laid down on the bed and was soon lost in slumber.

Before I drifted off, I told Jaylan, "You don't need to stay here. I'm going to sleep. You should go and

handle whatever you need to. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

Jaylan immediately agreed, "Alright, sleep well. Once you're asleep, I'll go."

I thought to myself, with Hannah around, he wouldn't dare do anything to me. I turned over and fell

asleep almost instantly.

I slept for almost eight hours, and by the time I woke up, it was already late at night.

Hannah had prepared a bountiful dinner for me. She handed me a towel to wipe my hands and then

adjusted the bed so I could sit up comfortably. As she laid out the food, she said, "Jaylan left after you

fell asleep. He told me to call him once you woke up."

"I forgot to tell you, have someone tail him. See what he's up to," I said to Hannah, accepting the spoon

she handed me.

Hannah gave a mischievous smile, "Don't worry, miss. I've already arranged it."

I was delighted by her quick action and remarked, "Impressive! Keep it up. I need to know his every

move. Everything from now on is critical. We can't overlook anything he does."

Hannah raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry! Have some food!"

Her smile was incredibly infectious, and her little tiger teeth were quite charming.

I took a bite of the food and didn't hide my praise, "This is delicious. I was starving!"

"I knew you'd be hungry. Here, have some chicken soup," she said, pushing a bowl of soup towards

me. "Mr. Richardson sent this over."

I was taken aback. Ronan sure was considerate. Without any hesitation, I took a sip of the soup. It was

fragrant and smooth.

"I haven't asked you yet, but are you part of Bennett Richardson's staff?" I asked Hannah, setting down

the soup bowl. This was the first time I had asked her this question.