Chapter 4

Jolene heard the noise at the door and then suddenly kissed Jaycob on the cheek right in front of me.

Jaycob didn't shy away.

Jolene looked at me, and her eyes were full of triumph.

"Click!" I reached out and turned off the living room light.

Jaycob, who had been sitting with his back to the door, quickly turned his head.

I turned the light back on, and the living room was instantly bright again.

Jaycob pushed Jolene away and stood up abruptly. "Erika..."

With both of them watching me, I slowly changed my shoes and walked to the sofa.

"Erika... " Jaycob reached out to grasp my wrist, but I shook him off.

"Miss Hewitt." I bypassed Jaycob and stood in front of Jolene. I looked down at her and said, "Are you proud to seduce a married guy?"

I spoke bluntly and was unwilling to make any concessions.

"I didn't..." Jolene's eyes welled up with tears instantly, and she looked pitifully at Jaycob.

Jaycob stepped forward to explain for her. "Erika, Jolene just returned from abroad and had nowhere to stay, so I brought her here temporarily."

"Does she not find a place?" I chuckled coldly. "Aren't there plenty of hotels outside for you? You just clung to him."

Jolene was momentarily speechless. She only managed to squeeze out a few tears that lingered in her eyes.

"Enough, Erika. Can you stop being unreasonable?" Jaycob scolded me, and he sounded impatient.

"Hah!" I turned my head and met Jaycob's gaze without backing down. I said casually, "Get lost."

Jaycob's face darkened immediately.

"This is Jaycob's home. Why does he have to leave?" Jolene spoke up to defend him.

I ignored her, but she walked right into my trap.

"Fine. Then this isn't your home. You get lost now." I leaned down and stared at her with a smile.

Jolene seemed frightened, moved closer to Jaycob, and tugged at his sleeve. "Jaycob brought me home. You cannot kick me out."

"Really?" I feigned disappointment.

Jolene saw everything. When Jaycob couldn't see her, she shot me a provocative smile.

I walked to the door again and gently pushed it open. I turned back to the two inside and made a gesture to let them leave. "Then, please leave, both of you."

Jolene wanted to say something more, but I waved my phone and said, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

The title deed for that apartment was in my name, after all.

Jaycob knew that, too. With his company handling a major deal, he couldn't afford any damage to his reputation at this critical juncture. He reluctantly pulled Jolene away.

"Bang!" The door closed.

The apartment was quiet again. I nestled into the rocking chair on the balcony, knees drawn up, arms around my legs, and stared at the city lights in a daze.

From then on, Jaycob and I started living apart.

8

"Erika, do we really have to be so clearly divided?" Jaycob frowned upon hearing me mention the separation agreement.

"I'm just reminding you not to forget to pay me when the agreement ends." I had no feelings for him, so I only cared about money.

Before he could speak again, the police officer, Robert, arrived. "The drug test results are out, and they're negative."

I was surprised because I always played by the rules.

"You both can leave now," the police officer said.

Hearing that, I stood up to leave, but Jaycob left quicker than I did.

As I took a step, Robert's voice rang out behind me. "Ms. Harvey."

I turned to look at him and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"You'd better not go to bars alone. It might be dangerous."

Upon hearing his words, I raised my eyebrows. The alcohol in me emboldened me. I turned back to Robert, took out my phone, and opened WhatsApp. I handed it to him and said, "Then I'll ask you to go along next time."

Robert gave me a deep look, took my phone, and handed it back to me after a bit of maneuvering. "Stay safe."

Outside the police station, Jaycob was leaning against his luxury car, smoking. His assistant stood nearby.

Our gaze met, and Jaycob tossed the cigarette to the ground, crushed it underfoot, and walked towards me. "Let me take you home."

"Not necessary. I've already called a cab." I rejected him and walked to the roadside without looking back.

Jaycob followed me, but I couldn't be bothered to talk to him.

The cab arrived quickly. I opened the door and was about to get in when suddenly he pulled me back.

Jaycob held my wrist with his left hand and put some cash on the seat with his right hand. He said to the driver, "We're not taking this."

With that, he slammed the car door shut.

He gave the cab driver more than one thousand dollars. The driver didn't hesitate before speeding away.