Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 437

On the other end of the line, Ronan heard my voice and coolly replied, "I'm listening!"

Words failed me in my nervousness. "Uh... Mr. Richardson, could you, by any chance, arrange for

someone reliable to protect my parents? I'm just worried that they might be targeted."

I was probably overthinking it, but I couldn't afford to be careless. Jerome and Jaylan were like mad

dogs, and I feared that if Jaylan lost his grip on Medsafe Liyah Inc. and couldn't cling onto our

marriage, he'd lash out in desperation.

His words ‘unless you die’!' hit me like a ton of bricks, especially after everything that had just

happened. I had to be on guard against his madness.

"You can count on me. I'll make sure everything is secure," Ronan said with unwavering certainty.

"Thank you! Okay, I'll let you go now," I whispered, feeling a rush of relief. "Your assurance is all I need

to feel at ease."

Back home, I quickly shifted into work mode, gathering all the dirt I had on Jaylan and sending it off to

Elbert.

At that moment, I could almost see the light at the end of the tunnel—I was about to climb out of this

mess. No more wading through the muck with the maggots.

Just to be safe, I asked Hannah and Larkin to sweep the house for any rogue surveillance devices.

Besides the ones Logan had installed, we removed them all.

I thought to myself, I really need to get rid of this house!

Opening the safe in my study, I found it exactly as I suspected—completely empty. That bastard was

always on guard against me.

He wanted me dead! This fact was etched into my bones. It hurt, but I wasn't bleeding anymore.

I vowed to myself that if he tried anything, it wasn't like I couldn't hit back. But even if I did, I wouldn't let

him die—I'd make him wish he could.

Exhausted, I eventually dozed off late into the night. Maybe it was sheer fatigue or the resolve I'd

found, but I slept profoundly. If Geneva hadn't called, I might have slept on.

She wanted me to come to the hospital.

After hanging up, I checked the time—it was past nine in the morning. Definitely time to get up.

At breakfast, Larkin was nowhere to be seen. Hannah mentioned he'd left early. I figured it was time I

paid Dalton a visit.

Before heading out, I realized I was out of my meds. t worked out well, as I had to visit the hospital and

could discuss this with Dr. Dailey.

When I arrived, Geneva and Janice were already there. They whisked me aside, looking me over. "You

sure you're okay? My God, I was scared half to death!"

Obviously, they knew about the previous day's events.

I laughed it off. "Do I look like I'm not okay? But yesterday, if it weren't for Hannah being there, I’d be

dead!"

"Allie, you're too calm!" Janice sighed. "Who the hell did you piss off?"

"What else can I do? Some people attract bad luck; I attract assassins. Must be karma from a past life!"

I flopped onto the hospital sofa, my eyes on Catherine in the bed. "How are you holding up?"

"Just a bit of pain left, and I'm still a little dizzy. Nothing serious," she said, propped up and looking

somewhat better.

I glanced around the room. "Where's Logan?"

"He stepped out," Catherine replied nonchalantly.

Geneva still looked concerned. "Do you know for sure who did this?"

I snorted. "Who else but that jerk? He's made it clear—he won’t divorce me, but he’d be happy if I was

dead."

"When did he say that?" Geneva asked me as she eased Catherine back down.

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he know you'd be on that road?"

"He had me followed," I said with a helpless shrug. "But we're still verifying whether the people in the

car were his men."