CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR: The gaze speaks

Jillian's Pov

I walk slowly into the living room ,my eyes still on my mother. My gaze fell on her wristwatch and to study her skin then i frown in confusion.

Her skin is luminous and her wristwatch is very expensive, i could tell by just glancing at it.

Why does she dressed so shabbily? Is she here to deceive my dad and i ? Again? No way! I vowed to myself.

I sat down on the couch across her, staring at the woman who gave birth to me and then abandoned me when I was nine.

" Jill i... " She began but i shook my head and cut in.

" Call me jilly, everyone does. I think My man is the only who has the right to call me jill. Please " i begged politely and i saw her swallowed as if keeping her temper in check.

" When did she arrive dad? " I asked my father who just hang his head thoughtfully.

He raised his head to look at me, pity in his eyes.

" At dawn, that was why i didn't come back to Jack's mansion. I'm sorry " He apologize and i held the urge to roll my eyes. I can't believe this.

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