Crises in Love novel Chapter 44

The next day.

Jaylan woke up, rubbing his neck and wincing in discomfort.

I asked, feigning confusion, "What's up? Why are you constantly rubbing your neck?"

Of course, I knew why. I was the one who'd shaken his head the previous night.

"I haven't slept that deeply in ages!" Jaylan replied, getting out of bed. "You should get some more sleep."

"More sleep? Aren't we supposed to be heading to the hospital?" I asked, annoyed.

He paused, as if remembering something, "Oh, right! I completely forgot!"

"Why are you so careless about my health? The other day when I complained of a headache, you dismissed it. It's only been a few days. It took the hairdresser to notice something was wrong. I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose," I said bluntly.

"Honey, I swear I didn't see anything when you showed me. I'm innocent! Let's go to the hospital," Jaylan pleaded, appearing innocent.

Of course, we never made it to the hospital. As we were about to leave, Jerome called. Their father Farley Dawson was having a seizure, and Jaylan needed to rush over.

I smirked. What convenient timing! I simply couldn't believe such a coincidence.

"Let's go together. I want to see him," I said with an anxious expression.

It felt like a play, and I was ready to give a performance.

Jaylan held me back, "Allie, you should stay here. I'll check on him, and if it's serious, I'll come back for you."

I relented, "Fine, I'll stay. In poor health, I don't want to cause any trouble."