Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 262

Once I managed to collect myself, my mind began to clear. I speculated that after they kidnapped me,

they must have been pursued. Fearing they'd be exposed, they hid me, tossing me into an abandoned

roadside culvert.

That way, even if they were caught, there'd be no trace of me in their vehicle, leaving them in the clear.

Finding me now, however, wouldn't be so easy.I had no idea where I was. But from the sounds outside,

I figured this place was far from the city.

Apart from the pitter-patter of rain and the occasional car speeding by, there were no other sounds. A

wave of sadness washed over me, tears trickling down my cheeks. I didn't know what kind of vortex I'd

been sucked into that kept landing me in such difficult situation.

I laughed bitterly. I couldn't understand why these people had set their sights on me. They'd taken my

wealth, and now they wanted my life!

But I was certain that Jaylan wasn't behind this. Could it be Jerome? I remembered eavesdropping on

their conversation! But why would he have it out for me? NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

I'd never had any conflicts with Jerome. Why was he hell-bent on making my life miserable? Moreover,

when I left, he was still at the cocktail party.

But if it wasn't him, I couldn't think of anyone else who'd have such a grudge against me.

The rain outside waxed and waned, the biting wind whistling. When I left the cocktail party, it was late

at night, and now I had no idea what time it was.

The chill of damp air attacked me. I was clad in a thin cocktail dress, soaked from the rain and sticking

to my skin, making me shiver uncontrollably. I curled up involuntarily.

I kept reassuring myself, “don't be scared, they'll come to rescue me.”

Hannah would know immediately that I'd been kidnapped and she'd report to Ronan, who wouldn't just

stand by and do nothing. He'd come to rescue me without wasting a second.

The mere thought of Ronan engulfed my heart with warmth. The memory of his kiss played in my mind.

Truth be told, I cherished that feeling. It brought a unique, unprecedented sense of security! To me, it

was a kiss I'd been waiting for twelve years, even though it wasn't on my lips.

At this moment, I regretted running when he was about to kiss me. It wasn't betrayal. It was Jaylan who

put my life in danger that led me back to my long-lost love, the one I'd yearned for.

Tears welled up in my eyes, regret overwhelming me.

If I just die here... I haven't told him that I really like him. If it wasn't for the initial abrupt parting, there

would've been no Jaylan.

I wasn't trying to vindicate myself. Even though it was all my fault, before I die I wanted him to know my

feelings, that I loved him deeply.

No, I can't die like this! I couldn’t help thinking, “I have to live. I have a lot of things to do, wishes to

fulfill, I have to accompany my parents, watch my three precious ones excel, witness their growth, their

marriages, and children... I can't think about death! I can't just wait here to die. Once my kidnappers

return, I might not have any hope of survival.”

The will to live once regained gives one strength. I tried to wiggle my hands bound behind me. They

were tightly wrapped, almost numb. I struggled a bit, only to find that I was not tied with a rope, but with

plastic tape, probably the same tape that had been used to gag me.

Reality hit me again. Without something sharp, there was no way to cut the tape.

Was I just going to wait here to die?