The Sun Sets on Love novel Chapter 7

Jenson continued, "You told everyone at the reunion that we were just friends. You didn't react when Emily kissed me. You even told me to take care of her… Estie, I'm your boyfriend. Why are you pushing me toward someone else?"

Estella stayed silent for a few seconds.

She was about to lay everything out in the open when a sudden scream erupted from the bedroom.

Jenson's expression paled instantly. Without hesitation, he pushed the door open and rushed inside.

Emily, who'd been curled up in bed just moments ago, ran over barefoot. She stumbled as she threw herself into his arms.

"That psycho came to get me, Jenson! I'm so scared! Don't leave me alone… Please, don't go."

As soon as she said that, Jenson scooped her up and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay. I'm here. No one will hurt you. I'll never leave you."

Leaning against Jenson's shoulder, Emily cast a defiant glance at Estella, showing no trace of her earlier drunkenness.

"This is the answer, Jenson," Estella thought.

She'd never pushed him toward Emily. He'd chosen her. Again and again.

Jenson spent the entire night by Emily's side.

Estella didn't care anyway. Zoe had wrapped up her work early and would be flying back in two days to visit her. That news alone lifted Estella's mood.

The next morning, as she sat down for breakfast, she noticed Jenson had left his phone on the dining table.

The screen was filled with work messages. After a moment of hesitation, she picked it up and walked to the master bedroom.

Just as she was about to knock, Emily pushed the door open.

"Ms. Hart, Jenson was up all night taking care of me. He's still asleep. Maybe you shouldn't disturb him."

As she spoke, she tugged at her collar, revealing faint red marks along her neck.

Estella's expression remained calm as she handed the phone to her. "Okay. Just make sure he gets this."

She turned to leave, but Emily grabbed her wrist.

Then, he turned to Estella. "Estella, you may be my girlfriend, but if you ever hurt Emily again, don't blame me for what happens next."

With that, he carried Emily back inside and shut the door behind him.

Estella took a deep breath to push down the anger boiling inside her. It didn't matter what she said. Jenson wouldn't believe her anyway. So why bother?

She collected herself, left the house, and spent the entire day out with a friend. By the time evening rolled around, she finally took a cab home.

Standing at her doorstep, she dug through her bag for her keys. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a shadow.

A chill shot down her spine. She turned to run on instinct. But in the next second, a hand yanked her back by the hair, dragging her forcefully.

Feeling the cold blade against her neck, Estella froze. She forced herself to suppress the fear rising within her.

"I have money in my bag. Take whatever you want. Just don't hurt me."

But the man just pulled out her phone and made a video call.