The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 845

Neera couldn't resist giving him a sideways glance before asking, "Why didn't you say so earlier? If I had known, I would not have kept it from you. The fact that you two have been privately informing each other is revealed."

Jean gently stroked the back of her hand. He gave her an affectionate and apologetic look.

"You're worried that you'll scare me; I, too, didn't want to scare you." I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it because this incident is so different from our everyday lives."

"What's there to not accept?" retorted Neera.

"I've experienced it myself," she sighed. "Truthfully, I never imagined that something like this would happen to me; I always thought that it only happened on television."

Jean bent down to give her a comforting kiss on the forehead.

"I'm sorry; it's my fault. I promise I won't keep anything from you and will tell you everything from now on, okay?"

Neera looked up at his face, which was inches away from her. Something warm and comforting spread through her chest.

"OK," she said, agreeing.

Having gained an understanding of the situation through their conversation, Neera remained silent afterward.

She sat for a while, creasing her brow slightly as the pain from her wounds returned.

When Jean noticed this, he quickly helped her lie down.

"Rest is what you need the most, put all other concerns out of your mind. Don't worry about Zephyr; he only has minor injuries."

Neera exhaled a sigh of relief. She wondered, "What about the kids? Do they know about this?"

"I called them earlier and told them that we have something to do tonight and that we won't be coming home," Jean explained, shaking his head. "Nothing else was said because I didn't want them to be alarmed."

When Neera heard this, she exhaled a sigh of relief and commented, "That's nice."

If the children found out about this, they would be terrified and cry nonstop.

"Are you hungry? I had Ian prepare some food for you," Jean said as he looked at his watch. "Do you feel like eating right now?"

Neera didn't feel like eating and shook her head.

"Alright, just let me know when you're hungry," Jean said, not forcing her.

Neera agreed with a grunt.

She later wondered, "How about that woman? Have the rest of them been dealt with?"

Jean nodded and filled her in on everything.

"Both that woman and the man who assaulted Zephyr are trained assassins. Zephyr took care of them after Storm got the information he needed from them."

Neera understood what he meant by "took care of them."

She felt nothing, and she didn't think it was cruel.

At first glance, that woman struck her as a seasoned killer. She had only herself to blame.

However, Jean's subsequent remarks came as a complete shock.

"Roxanne is the true mastermind of this whole ordeal."

"Roxanne?"

"As soon as she left the police station, she became involved with a petty criminal named Claude. That man found a matching heart for her and arranged for her to undergo heart transplant surgery.

"On top of that, he defended her too. It was her who directed Claude to hire the assassins that got you into this mess."

His eyes darkened, and a murderous gleam appeared in them as he spoke.

"Trust me, I'll make her pay. Don't worry about anything but getting better."

Neera obediently nodded in agreement.

He has a point. I'm tired, and my wounds haven't healed.

She sat up and rested for a while, but soon fell back to sleep.

Neera had a high fever later that evening, just as Osbert had predicted.

Osbert administered an injection and assessed her health.

"The fever should go away after a good night's sleep," he said. "Jean, it's getting late. You should also get some rest."

"I'm staying in the hospital with her tonight," Jean said, pointing to Neera in the hospital bed.

Osbert knew he couldn't convince him otherwise, so he just let him be.

Jean stayed up all night, changing towels and keeping watch over her.

Neera's fever finally subsided just before dawn.

...

While the heart transplant operation was a success, Roxanne remained in a coma.

Susan was there to keep her company when Claude entered.

"Has she woken up yet?" inquired the man.

Susan was a little timid when she saw him. She responded cautiously, "Not yet."

"Let me know when she wakes up."

Claude didn't intend to stay long. He was ready to leave after leaving that message behind.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Susan called out quickly.

Then, using what little foreign language she had, she questioned, "What happened to Neera?"

Claude knew she was asking about the assassination attempt, so he confidently replied, "Those people I send are professional killers; they can't fail."

Susan struggled to understand, but she was overjoyed.

Incredibly, those people wouldn't fail. It would be huge relief when that b*tch is dead!