HOW YOU LIKE THAT | JENLISA

Chapter 95

Jennie

It was gone. The tracker was no longer attached to my ankle. It was my first step towards freedom, the freedom that had only been possible because Lisa had regained her memories.

When the time to go back to our room arrived, I felt a little on edge.

What would happen now?

Would it be awkward to share a bed? Would she expect me to move my stuff to another room? Lisa had been kind to me so far, and although she had admitted to remembering everything slowly, it still felt like we were strangers.

I didn't know what to expect. I climbed the stairs slowly, and when I reached the door, I took a few deep breaths.

When I opened the door, she wasn't in the room. I heaved a sigh.

Disappointment settled within me.

She hadn't asked me to leave, so I had no reason to move out. We were married, and while I didn't know the sleeping habits of rich folks, I would still prefer sleeping with my spouse.

I changed into my nightgown, choosing a champagne gold coloured one that was lacy, and sexy but wasn't over the top. Although I would say that it was enticing.

I looked at myself in the mirror, while raking my fingers through my hair. Did I look desperate for her attention?

Was I forgetting that Nichkhun had literally called my spouse a murderer? And now I was just pretending like I hadn't heard that particular fact.

It's not that I wasn't scared, it just meant that I trusted Lisa.

I started reading a book in bed, waiting to hear her footsteps stirring from the slightest noise coming from outside, but she never came. I pulled on my robe and went out of the room to check on her.

I found her in her study. Her unruly dark sable hair was out of place, but it worked for her. She was wearing a T-shirt that encased her biceps deliciously, and her sharp jawline and features was even more pronounced under the dim study room lighting.

Stop it, Jen!

I tried to push away the lustful cloud. She was hunched over a set of files, going through the papers, when she looked up at me. "Darling."

I don't know if I was ever going to stop blushing like a teenage girl whenever she called me that.

"I just came here to check on you." I said.

"There's a shit ton of work for me to look at. Why don't you go to sleep? This is going to take me a while."

"Okay." I was about to leave, but stopped mid-way and turned to face her again.

She regarded me with amusement dancing in her eyes and, to my surprise; she shut the file that she was looking at, giving me her full attention. "I believe that you have some questions for me."

I closed the door of the study room.

"Did you kill your parents?"

"Parent. Singular."

I continued to look at her intensely. Not exactly understanding what she is saying.

"Lorna, who was also known as Lorna Manoban, wasn't my mother, but yes, I killed both my scumbag of a father and his whore wife. Nichkhun wasn't lying to you about that." She said casually.

"There has to be a good reason for what you did. I know you wouldn't kill someone just for the heck of it."

"It was revenge for what they did to my mother. It was a chain of events. I killed them, and in turn, Nichkhun tried to kill me. He has his reasons, and I wouldn't fault him for trying." She chuckled, "Failed to get me killed twice. Pulling a Houdini is a specialty of mine."

"So where is your real mother, Grace?"

"She is where no one can harm her anymore." She said it with a sad undertone.

"I'm so sorry." I said, "They hurt her, didn't they?"