The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1067

In the country, Isabella was currently discussing the condition of Frederic with Jean.

“There's still no sign of your father waking up. However, you can rest assured that all his vital signs are normal—” Just as she was speaking, her phone suddenly rang.

Upon taking a look, she noticed the name that appeared on the mobile phone screen was Neera's.

She paused for a moment, instinctively turning to look at Jean, only to find that he had already noticed and was staring at her screen.

“I need to take a call. Can you wait for me?” Isabella proposed, after a moment of hesitation.

Having said that, she turned around to walk a bit further to take the call.

“Wait,” Jean called out to her. “At this hour, it's the middle of the night abroad. She should be sleeping, so if she's calling you now, there may be something important. Could you please take the call here? I want to hear her voice. I'm worried she may have run into some trouble...”

Isabella glanced at him, then at her phone, and finally nodded, answering the call in front of him.

“Neera, why aren't you asleep? Is something wrong?” She asked first.

Soon, the voice of Neera came through from the other end of the phone, heavy with exhaustion. “Are you busy right now?”

“Not at all. What's the matter?”

“I... I had a nightmare. I haven't been sleeping well these past couple of days, and I just woke up in a panic, feeling like something bad is about to happen. That's why I wanted to ask you... Have there been any changes I'm unaware of on your side?”

Isabella didn't expect Neera to be so sensitive. She was taken aback and didn't respond immediately. Instead, she looked up at Jean.

The look in his eyes was deep as he shook his head slightly.

With a sigh in her heart, Isabella feigned as if nothing had happened. “No, not at all. How could anything bad possibly happen out of the blue? If you're worried about those previous news stories about you, you can rest assured. They've completely disappeared now. No one will criticize you and your children anymore.”

Neera murmured under her breath. “I see, but that's not what I meant...”

Isabella feigned confusion. “If it's not about this, then there's nothing else. You're definitely overthinking it. There's nothing going on. Stop imagining things.”

“Is that so? That's good, then.” Neera suddenly understood, then fell into silence.

For some reason, even though she received that answer, which should have put her at ease, she still felt uneasy.

Jean was staring at the phone, seemingly lost in thought.

As an observer, Isabella felt an indescribable sensation in her heart as she observed the couple's reaction.

Clearly, they both had feelings for each other, yet things had turned out that way.

However, she also understood that Neera's inner turmoil wasn't something that could be resolved in a short amount of time.

After a long pause, she took the initiative to ask, “What you really want to ask about is Mr. Beauvort, isn't it? If you're so worried about him, why don't you call him yourself?” suggested Isabella.

Neera chose not to respond, remaining silent.

After a good while, just when Jean thought she wouldn't answer the question, she suddenly gave a response. “I can't contact him yet... I know it's quite melodramatic of me. Despite caring about him so much, to the point where I can't eat or sleep well, with my mind filled with nothing but him, I just can't let go. Yet, we continue to torment each other like this, causing him pain and putting myself through agony. This hurdle in my heart... I just can't get over it. I really want to act as if nothing happened and move on, but I just can't...”

Isabella could hear Neera's pain and sighed. “I know, I understand everything. No matter what you do, I'll support you. As for him, I think he should understand your feelings too. However, how long will you two continue like this? There has to be a resolution, right? You can't possibly avoid contacting him for the rest of your life, can you?”

Neera held her phone in one hand and clutched the blanket tightly with the other, her mind a whirlwind of complex emotions. “I really don't know. Even if I see him, I may not be able to control myself and end up giving him a cold shoulder. I don't want to be like this, nor do I want to hurt him in this way. Thus, the only option I have is to avoid him for now.”

“Don't you miss him?” Isabella asked.

There was another bout of silence from the other end, and after a moment, a sorrowful voice came through. “I do, so much so that I feel like I'm going insane...”

Upon hearing those words, Jean felt as if his heart was being stabbed, one cut at a time.

He wished he could fly to Neera's side right that instant.

However, his rationality told him that it wasn't the right time yet, so he had no choice but to hold back.

Isabella noticed his restraint and, unable to bear it in her heart, she still spoke up for him. “Right, I understand. He must feel the same way as you do. If you can't do this yet, fearing that it may hurt him and you, then it's best to take some time to calm down first. I believe things will get better between you two. After all, in this lifetime, his heart only has room for you and yours for him. Isn't that right?”