Chapter 2

chapter 2

I didn't know how I made it back home.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, I stared blankly at the person in the mirror. My eyebrows arched like crescent moons, almond-shaped eyes, and rosy cheeks, with dimples faintly visible on the sides of my face. I looked like a college student who hadn't yet left campus.

But Jaycob's words in the private room suddenly echoed in my mind. I was only two years older than Jaycob. I couldn't imagine how someone who was usually so sweet and affectionate could speak with such coldness and disdain in front of others.

He had reconciled with his family and was planning to marry a daughter from the Smith family. He suspected I had ulterior motives for getting close to him. He didn't like me anymore and didn't want to be with me. Why didn't he tell me any of this? Was he afraid I would become clingy?

There was a sound at the door. Soon, a man's warm breath came close.

"Jenny, did you miss me?" Jaycob hugged me from behind, his head resting against my neck, nuzzling affectionately like a kitten. I couldn't help but think, he didn't deny those words back then, did he also think I was suspicious? But now he was holding me so tight. Which one is the real him?

I turned around and looked at him quietly. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Jaycob's arms around me paused. He blinked slowly and deliberately.

"Why is Jenny suddenly asking this? Did something happen?" I stared at him, watching every expression on his face.

"Today, I saw you at the Rusall Club."

"Jaycob, you went back to the Hewitt family and are planning to marry a daughter from the Smith family, right?" Jaycob's body stiffened.