Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 347

I noticed Gemma, although her words were sweet and her smile bright, it never quite reached her eyes.

She only spared a quick glance at Jaylan, who had just walked in, before turning her gaze away.

Jaylan himself acted aloof. It was his default demeanor around the help, putting on airs of superiority.

"Gemma, you've been working so hard today!" I said with a gentle smile, my voice dripping with

gratitude.

"Oh, Miss Wilburn, you're too kind. It's all part of the job!" She chirped, scurrying over to relieve Jaylan

of the armful of gifts he carried.

"Gemma, this is my husband!" I seized the opportunity to introduce them.

Jaylan looked down briefly, nodding at Gemma, who grinned with pleasure. "Sir, you are quite

handsome!"

"Oh... I'd forgotten you two had already met!" I feigned surprise, turning towards them. Both their faces

stiffened for a moment and after exchanging a quick glance, they hastily looked away.

Jaylan spoke up. "The details are a bit hazy, I must admit."

"Busy people have a lot on their plate. It’s absolutely normal to forget sometimes! Please, come on in!"

Gemma recovered quickly.

As we moved into the living room, Fidelia had already met my mother and sweetly called out, "Mrs.

Wilburn!"

My mother hugged her, inspecting her from head to toe. "Look at this beauty! The Dawson kids are all

so gorgeous!"

That comment made Jaylan beam with pride, a testament to the Dawson family legacy.

Fidelia looked at me uncertainly, but I encouraged her, "Just relax here. You can do as Monique does.

Monique’s grandpa has already planned out your study time! The rest of the time, just have fun!"

Monique took charge. "Come on, Fidelia, let's go meet my friends!"

Without waiting for a reply, she dragged Fidelia out the door.

"Stay close. Dinner is almost ready!" My mother said.

"Got it!" Monique replied, still pulling Fidelia along.

My mother, not quite at ease, quickly turned to Probert, "Follow them. Make sure they come back

soon!"

Like a little adult, Probert reassured her, "Don't worry, Grandma. I've got this! I'll bring her back in no

time!" With that, he hurried after them, the picture of composure.

My mother sighed. "Probert is such a treasure, never a worry. He'll be someone we can count on in the NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

future."

Hearing this, Jaylan's smile deepened.

Internally, I scoffed at the thought of any 'great responsibilities' having anything to do with him.

My father beckoned Jaylan, "Come, have a seat!"

Jaylan approached with reverence. "Galen, how have you been?"

"Fit as a fiddle! And your folks?" my dad inquired casually.

I raised an eyebrow at Jaylan, who calmly replied, "They're all well."

I nearly burst out laughing. Yes, all so well that they ended up in the hospital.

Hannah caught my eye, and I realized I hadn't had the chance to ask her about Hazel's condition since

her hospitalization last night. It had been a whirlwind day with no time for such inquiries.

Even Catherine, who was supposed to return to Silverdale City, was nowhere to be seen.

I tried to call her, but it went straight to voicemail. She was probably on a flight.

Seeing everyone busy, I tugged at Hannah. "Come on, let's get you settled in a room."

Hannah followed, awestruck, "Aaliyah, this mansion is absolutely incredible!"

"It's just one thing. Old. Don't you feel it?" I said as we walked inside. "This place reeks of old times.

Young folks don't seem too keen on living here anymore."

"Did your family used to be wealthy?" she asked, full of wonder.

I laughed, "Not anymore, but this house is my grandfather's legacy. The credit for its upkeep goes to

my father."

"Your grandfather truly did a service!" Hannah exclaimed. "I've heard these old houses are most

vulnerable to ants, right?" Coոtent of Drąмąոovеls.cоm

Upon reaching a room upstairs in the back house, I opened the door for Hannah. "You'll stay here.

We're just across the way, so call me anytime you need!"

"It's beautiful. I feel like a lady from the olden days in her boudoir!" She was utterly enchanted.

Her expression lifted my spirits. "And so you are!"

She laughed, pleased as could be.

Just then, her phone pinged with a new message. She quickly grabbed it and glanced at the screen...