Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 321

Pondering the situation, I decided to probe a little. “Oh... last time I saw you at the hospital, you mentioned a stomach-ache. Feeling any better?”

She glanced at me, and I continued with a calm voice, “You’ve got to take care of yourself, you know. Can’t be neglecting your health, especially with your girl depending on you!” I made myself sound thoughtful.

She nodded at me. “Much better, thank you. Sometimes, I just miss meals, and that upsets my stomach. That day, I was just picking up test results. It was gastritis, but nothing serious.”

She repeated herself, almost as if she needed to confirm she was indeed there for test results.

However, I had my doubts. I had seen her at the gastroenterology department and couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to her story.

Nonchalantly, I told Camilla, “Next time you need anything, just give me a ring. I’m not in the best of health myself, can’t work, so I’m free most of the time. Whether it’s picking something up for you or watching the kids, I can do that.

I mean, regardless of what Jerome thinks, I’m different from him. We should stick together, keep each other warm. Truth be told, here in Goldenvale Town, I don’t have any other kin. We’re closer than strangers, after all.”

My words were as sincere as they were comforting. Deep down, I truly felt for Camilla.

She immediately nodded in gratitude. “You've been the one looking after us. What have I ever done for you?”

“Well, this isn’t right, he’s always away, not caring for you and your daughter. Haven’t you thought about divorce?” I blurted out, figuring there was no point beating around the bush.

Camilla fell silent for a moment, then gave a wry smile. “I never considered it, because it doesn’t seem to make much difference. Better to keep things as they are. He’s still Fidelia’s father. He steps in when absolutely necessary. If we divorced, he’d be completely out of the picture.”

Her honesty struck a chord. From her perspective, it was her powerless way of holding on to Jerome, definitely food for thought.

I pressed on, “So, if you call him, he comes back?”