I knew exactly why he'd come back waiting for me.

Without missing a beat, I casually replied, "We had a lot to catch up!"

He reached out to pull me towards him, but I dodged, asking icily, "What do you want?"

Jaylan chuckled awkwardly, "Well, I... I just wanted to explain a few things to you."

"Explain what?" I pretended to be unaffected and turned to Hannah, "Hey Hannah, could you run me a bath? I need to soak the bad vibes away." I intentionally said this to set a certain tone, then I slumped into the couch, feigning exhaustion.

Jaylan scooted closer, "When did you get back? I would've picked you up if you told me earlier!"

I smiled at him wryly, "Please, I wouldn't want to trouble you."

"Honey, don't talk like that, I... I actually just bumped into Renata by chance!" That was his lame attempt at an explanation. "You bumped into each other and got a room? Quite spontaneous, aren't you?" I scoffed. "Since when do you live so freely?"

He had the audacity to say with a straight face, "Nothing happened, okay?"

"Really? You did nothing with Renata, so what did you do?" My gaze was sharp, pressing, "Want to go over it again with the cops?"

"Allie, don't be like that!" Clearly, my words struck a nerve with Jaylan, and his tone soured, yet he still played innocent, "I just wanted to know when you got back. Why do you have to be so confrontational?" "Confrontational? You guys hurt Catherine and act like nothing's wrong. You think I can just let that slide? Don't pretend you don't know she's missing. Of course, I had to come back." I didn't bother hiding my anger anymore. There was no point in playing polite.

"Allie, her getting hurt has nothing to do with me!" Jaylan desperately defended himself, "Don't pin everything on me! I'm your husband, remember?"

"Husband?" I laughed derisively, "Some husband you are, caught in the act at motels. What a slap in the face for me!" I pointed at my own cheek for emphasis, "It really hurts, you know!"

"But it really has nothing to do with me!" He insisted helplessly.

"We'll let the police decide if it involves you or not. But sharing a hotel room? You can't deny that. Unless you were out?" I kept my eyes locked on him.

His face twitched, and after a long moment, he begrudgingly gave a sycophantic smile, "Alright, no more arguing. I won't explain anymore, okay? It just makes you mad. You're not well; don't upset yourself." "Thanks, but no need for your concern. I owe my robust health to your 'kindness.' But don't worry, I've got fortune on my side, so those life insurance plans of yours are useless. Who knows who'll bite the dust first?" I said, standing up to leave. I didn't want to spend another second with this walking disaster.

Jaylan grabbed me as I turned to go, "Honey, don't leave. I have something else to say."

I shook off his grasp, "Speak up, and keep your hands to yourself!"

Rubbing my sore wrist, I glared at him fiercely.

He met my gaze for a long moment before suddenly dropping to his knees, looking up at me like a pitiful puppy, pleading in his eyes.

I snorted dismissively, looking down at him with disdain, "What now?"

In a groveling tone, he finally got to the point, "Babe, I need your help to save our company, Medsafe Liyah Inc."

I knew it!

I burst out laughing inwardly. This was the real reason he was here, not some coincidence.

"Please, love, Medsafe Liyah Inc. is at a critical point. Just help me one more time, call your dad, ask him to pull some strings for the company. He's the only one who can fix this mess now!" His snake-like eyes were fixed on me, desperate.

I leaned in close, my voice ice-cold, "Don't even think about it."

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