Chapter 111


    Jan slid up next to me, grinning like a Cheshire cat, trying to put his arm around me. I promptly


    swatted his hand away. Heughed awkwardly, "Babe, let''s not fight, you gotta take care of yourself."


    I swallowed my anger, realizing how challenging acting could be. Once you''re in character, the


    emotions feel real. But my heart couldn''t handle the strain, my whole body trembling uncontrobly.


    Jan probably noticed my shaky state and began to gently stroke my back, whispering soothing


    words, pretending to be the epitome ofpassion.


    "Speak up! Who put you up to this?" I red at Zora, my voiceced with restrained fury. Anyone could


    tell I was on the verge of blowing up.


    "Ma...Ma''am, I''m sorry, I...Mr..." Zora stammered, evidently taken aback by my sudden hostility.


    This scene was probably unfolding too quickly, and not at all as she''d imagined.


    "Zora, what the hell were you thinking? Spying on me, is that it?" My gaze remained icy, my voice


    demanding an answer. "Who gave you the right to act like this? You''re crossing lines, Zora. Are you in


    such a hurry to take my ce as thedy of the house?"


    "Honey..."


    I snapped my gaze to Jan, unable to bear my humiliation any longer. "Don''t call me that! Do you


    even see me as your wife anymore?" Then I pointed at Zora, my voice rising, "did you tell her to do


    this?"


    I was livid, all my pent-up anger from the past few weeks spilling out. For the first time in a decade, I


    wasshing out at Jan. "Did you think I was on my deathbed, Jan? You can''t even wait for that?


    What do you think I am?"


    Jan looked taken aback. "Don''t say that, it''s just a misunderstanding. Let''s not fight anymore, okay?"


    He tried to pull me into a hug, but his familiar scent now made me feel sick to my stomach. My


    uncontroble shaking must have really rattled him. He looked stupefied.


    I forcefully broke free from his grasp, ring at him, usingly. "Jan, do you even feel guilty? Even


    with my health in this state, you never ask how I''m doing, how my recovery is going, whether I''m eating


    well, sleeping well, losing hair, feeling nauseous..."


    "I''m sorry, it''s my fault! I just got busy..."


    I cut him off. "Busy with what, Jan? Busy with work? Well, how''s that going? Is thepany''s profit


    soaring? Have wended new projects?"


    He had no answer, ying dumb.


    "You''ve been paying less and less attention to the kids, our bank ount''s emptied out. What have you


    been busy with, Jan? Doing projects, right? ...Fine, bring them here. Bring me the project reports


    and ns. I have every right to know how these projects are being run. I may not be the current CEO


    of Medsafe Liyah Inc., but don''t forget, I''m the legal owner. Medsafe Liyah Inc. was founded by my


    investment, so I have every right to know its project structures."


    I purposely hit him where it hurt, speaking the truth he least wanted to hear. But it had to be said, and


    said forcefully, "if you can''t produce thepany''s ns within a week, or replenish our bank ount,


    you can resign. I''ll take over, and you all Dawsons can go home!"


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    Jan''s face darkened, his gaze turning icy. Just as I expected, he feared losing control.


    I was certain that, until the city nning in Silverdale City was finalized, he wouldn''t dare touch me or


    allowing me to return to thepany. He''d restructured thepany, thinking I wouldn''t notice.


    Since we''re fighting, let''s go all out. I nned to use this incident to pressure him into returning all the


    money he''d moved from our joint ount. I was sure he wouldn''t confuse his priorities between the


    His change of expression showed he felt the pressure.


    Seeing his defenses crumbling, I smirked. This was just the beginning.