Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 88

It may be that I asked too suddenly, or that it never even occurred to her that I would pursue her with

this question at this time, and her eyes were full with fluster as she stuttered out, "He... he's an

entrepreneur. Family business."

"Oh? What line?" I wasn't about to drop the subject.

"Construction!" She said vaguely.

"With the development happening in Goldenvale Town, construction must be a booming business."

"It's alright, I guess."

I chuckled lightly as I said, "You've always been good at seizing opportunities, Marissa. That's

something I admire about you."

"Let's just call it fate. Nothing as exciting as your life." Marissa mumbled under her breath.

I laughed, "Exciting, you think? I don't see it that way. I truly admire those who make big things happen

quietly."

Marissa didn't pick up the conversation.

"I was surprised when you left Medsafe Liyah Inc. Such a pity." I sighed, "After bumping into you at the

mall the other day, I asked Jaylan why you suddenly quit and why he didn't try to keep you. And he

said, ‘Every departure is the right one. Medsafe Liyah Inc. has seen too many people come and go.

Nothing to regret’. But I think it's a pity. You've been at Medsafe Liyah Inc. for so long, that you know

the ins and outs. There must be a reason for your departure. Was it really because of pregnancy?"

Marissa clenched her hands and laughed, "Women always have to return to family in the end, don't

they? Just like you did."

I smiled confidently, "True, but not quite. I feel choosing to be a housewife was a mistake."

This piqued Marissa's curiosity, and her interest was evident.

"Why do you feel that way?" she asked. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Being a housewife is the beginning of losing oneself. Sometimes I feel I wouldn't be idle and

seemingly secure but fraught with potential dangers if I hadn't opted out. See this illness of mine, it's

completely out of the blue." I looked at her, "Thank God I have a strong constitution, else I wouldn't

have made it back."

Marissa gave an awkward laugh and said, "You're already successful, and how can you say you've lost

yourself? After all, returning to the family is a woman's ultimate destination."

I replied with a pointed remark, "But some opportunities once lost, lose their value too. As for me... it

depends on whether I want to take on the challenge."

I left that statement hanging for her to ponder and to send a message to Jaylan.

Marissa exclaimed, clearly envious, "Mr. Dawson treats you considerately."

"Who knows? Feelings can change. But my value does come in handy. If I lose my value, who knows

what might happen? At least I'm not one to lose my value. I guess it's about adapting."

I said this without even looking at her. I wanted her to know that one must have self-awareness.

Being as smart as she is, I was sure she got the hint.

It seemed like my plan for the day worked. Once the seeds of doubt were sown, they grew rapidly.

After saying that, I excused myself due to a supposed health concern. Before leaving, Gevena added

me to a group chat named "Top-notch Hotshots".

I was puzzled and looked at Gevena, "What does this mean?"

She exchanged a glance with Catherine and laughed, "It's a group for wealthy ladies."

I glanced at Marissa who was still sitting in a corner, "Is she in it too?"

"She has to be! If she's not, we'll add her soon." Catherine stated matter-of-factly, "You said you

couldn't find her on WhatsApp, right?"

"Ok." I instantly understood Catherine’s intention. Indeed, I had been trying to connect with Marissa on

WhatsApp.

Somehow, I felt that AzureEnchantress, the contact on Jaylan's phone, was intriguing.

As we exchanged pleasantries and I was about to leave, Marissa followed me into the elevator.

"Not staying for more fun?" I asked.

"No, I worry about leaving my child alone at home." She answered casually, then suddenly looked at

me as if she shouldn't have told me that, quickly adding, "My husband is here to pick me up."

I acted indifferent.

But when I stepped out of the club, I understood that she was challenging me again.

And she was certainly overestimating herself.