Jaylan slid up next to me, grinning like a Cheshire cat, trying to put his arm around me. I promptly swatted his hand away. He laughed awkwardly, "Babe, let's not fight, you gotta take care of yourself."
I swallowed my anger, realizing how challenging acting could be. Once you're in character, the emotions feel real. But my heart couldn't handle the strain, my whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Jaylan probably noticed my shaky state and began to gently stroke my back, whispering soothing words, pretending to be the epitome of compassion.
"Speak up! Who put you up to this?" I glared at Zora, my voice laced with restrained fury. Anyone could tell I was on the verge of blowing up.
"Ma...Ma'am, I'm sorry, I...Mr..." Zora stammered, evidently taken aback by my sudden hostility.
This scene was probably unfolding too quickly, and not at all as she'd imagined.
"Zora, what the hell were you thinking? Spying on me, is that it?" My gaze remained icy, my voice demanding an answer. "Who gave you the right to act like this? You're crossing lines, Zora. Are you in such a hurry to take my place as the lady of the house?"
"Honey..."
I snapped my gaze to Jaylan, unable to bear my humiliation any longer. "Don't call me that! Do you even see me as your wife anymore?" Then I pointed at Zora, my voice rising, "did you tell her to do this?"
I was livid, all my pent-up anger from the past few weeks spilling out. For the first time in a decade, I was lashing out at Jaylan. "Did you think I was on my deathbed, Jaylan? You can't even wait for that? What do you think I am?"
Jaylan looked taken aback. "Don't say that, it's just a misunderstanding. Let's not fight anymore, okay?" He tried to pull me into a hug, but his familiar scent now made me feel sick to my stomach. My uncontrollable shaking must have really rattled him. He looked stupefied.
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