Chapter 39


    When I finally dragged myself through the front door, Jan was in the middle of an argument with


    Zora. He stopped abruptly at the sight of me, surprise etched on his face.


    I didn''t even bother to take off my shoes before I copsed onto the couch, kicked off my sneakers and


    sprawled out, gasping for breath.


    The short walk from the entrance of our residentialmunity had felt like a marathon, and it was a


    miracle that I made it home at all.


    Jan strode over to me, his eyes wide with disbelief. "What happened to you? And your hair...?"


    I ran a hand through my freshly cut pixie, shrugging nonchntly. "What''s wrong with it? It saves me


    from dealing with hair fall."


    I knew Jan wasn''t a fan of women with short hair. Back when he was a stylist, he never did short


    hairstyles. He''d initially been drawn to me because of my long, lustrous locks that fell right down to my


    waist. But that was a long time ago; my hair was now dull and lifeless, more straw than silk.


    Jan stared at me for a long while before turning on his heel and heading upstairs. I couldn''t help but


    smirk. Who was he to dictate my choices? From this point forward, I decided, it was either him or me.


    Zora, seeing Jan heading upstairs, came over with Carl in her arms. Her face was a mixture of worry


    and anger. "Mydy, why did you leave the house? When did you leave? Who let you?"


    Her barrages of questions were clearly the result of pent-up frustration from the argument with Jan.


    Oh, and there were five clear handprints on her face. Looks like someone had gotten a good p.


    I could barely contain myughter.


    "What were you doing out there?" she asked, just as Jan came back downstairs with a nket.


    I fixed her with a cold stare, making no attempt to mask my irritation. "I left when you were asleep. Is it


    a crime now for me to step out of my own house? Do I need to ask your permission to leave? Even if I


    wanted to tell you, I failed to wake you up! Can''t you see what I did while I was out? Are you using


    me, Zora?"


    Caught off guard by my retort, Zora could only stare. She nced nervously at Jan, who was now


    making his way towards us, and took a step back. Then, her face broke into a forced smile as she tried


    to exin. "Mydy, I didn''t mean it like that, I was just..."


    "I don''t care if you were sleeping or not," I cut her off, "but next time, don''t speak to me in that tone.


    You''ve been here long enough to know your ce, haven''t you?" I continued, "And if you''re struggling


    with work, I can hire another housekeeper. You''re not here to criticize me."


    I then turned to Jan. "Did you instruct her to not let me leave the house? And don''t tell me it''s


    because of my health! That''s no excuse to deny me my freedom!"


    "Jan, we need to send Carl to a daycare," I added, "and hire a proper cook. Zora is overworked, and


    she deserves a break."


    Zora''s face turned white. She quickly stepped forward. "Mydy, I''m sorry... I was worried about you.


    You disappeared all of a sudden, and Jan was very upset. I was just concerned for your safety,


    especially considering your health..."


    I gave her a thin smile. "It''s alright, Zora. I won''t hold it against you."


    I then turned to Jan, who was now covering me with the nket. "Jan, I think I need to see a


    doctor about my scalp."


    "What happened?" Jan asked, with concern on his face.


    "The hairdresser took a photo and told me there might be an issue," I exined, pulling out my phone


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