Chapter 34


    Jan''s expression visibly stiffened for a moment, but it quickly vanished, reced by a forced smile.


    "No one can take your ce! Oh,e on, don''t be mad. Carl is sick, don''t scare him. You''ll be the one


    heartbroken in the end!"


    His words were true. I held back and shifted my gaze to Carl''s tear-streaked face, gently patting his


    back.


    I heard a faint noise from the doorway. I was sure Zora was eavesdropping, so I deliberately said,


    "Seems like I''ve been ill for too long! My poor health always seems to be the topic of conversation!"


    Jan didn''t respond, feeding Carl a few sips of water to cover up his guilt.


    Only then did I hear the quiet footsteps of someone leaving.


    Soon, Carl fell asleep in my arms. I gentlyid him on the bed, covered him with a nket, and


    watched him for a while, feeling a pang of sorrow.


    Jan wrapped an arm around my shoulders, asking with a smirk, "Tired, aren''t you? You should get


    some rest. If you want to take care of Carl, you have to be in good shape, right?"


    Without even looking at him, I got up and went to my room. I was truly exhausted and couldn''t stand to


    entertain him any longer. He disgusted me.


    It seemed I couldn''t let them lead me by the nose anymore.


    They really thought of me as someone weak.


    Jan followed me into my room, and I coldly told him, "I''m tired. I want to sleep. No noise!"


    After I said that, I turned my back to him andy down.


    "Alright, sleep for a while. I''ll wake you when dinner is ready!" After that, I heard him leave and close


    the door behind him.


    Without finding that drug, I was in a bit more danger. It seemed Zora was getting impatient.


    Sure enough, that night, while I pretended to be sound asleep, I faintly heard voices.


    I listened carefully. It was Jan and Zora arguing, their voices more heated than usual.


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    I quietly got off the bed, pressed my ear against the door, but couldn''t hear clearly. Then, I plucked up


    the courage to open the door. The voices wereing from downstairs.


    Zora''s voice was clearly displeased, "How can you me me like that? And why did you stop her


    medication? Don''t tell me you can''t bear to part with her?"


    "Zora, you should know who you''re speaking to!" Jan was clearly furious. "It''s not your ce to


    dictate my actions!"


    "You''re feeling sorry for her now? Why did you even start this, why..."


    Before Zora could finish, there was a scream, followed by Jan''s angry voice, "Who the hell gave you


    the nerve to speak to me like that? Huh? Are you looking for trouble? Do you truly believe I wouldn''t


    harm you?"


    I tiptoed forward a few steps, wanting to see what was going on, but all I heard was Zora''s strangled


    cries. It sounded like someone was choking her.


    "Zora, do you really think I don''t know what you''ve done to her? Huh? You think I don''t know about the


    needle? You wanna know why I stopped the medication? She has already noticed the injury on her


    head, you dare to ruin my ns and then ask me why?" Jan''s voice was chilling.


    "...Ah... let..." I peeked downstairs and quickly withdrew. I saw Zora being choked by Jan on the


    couch, her legs thrashing about, her face turning red.


    "Do you think you can ckmail me with the child? I can make you disappearpletely, wanna try


    me?" Jan growled ominously. "Listen well, Zora. Only I can decide Aaliyah''s fate. If you dare to show


    any sign of rebellion in front of her, I will make sure you die in front of her!"


    I shivered. It was indeed Jan who had hurt me, and he intended to kill me. Zora was merely his


    aplice.


    Soon after, I heard a thud, followed by Zora''s violent coughing.


    Jan continued in a low growl, "Keep that thing safe. Stop everything. Without my orders, you will


    behave and do your... nanny job."


    He emphasized the word ''nanny'' with evident contempt.


    Zora, coughing heavily, managed to say, "Jan... in your eyes... I''ve always been just a nanny,


    haven''t I?"


    Suddenly, Jan''sughter echoed from downstairs. Then, he asked Zora, "What do you think?...


    Hahaha, do you think you can surpass Aaliyah in any way? Oh... right, ..."


    His voice paused, then continued in a wicked tone, "…your blow job, indeed it''s better than hers. I quite


    like it!"