Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 1

Moved by compassion, I rescued Jaycob, who had been abandoned by his family, from the criminals.

He swore he would always be good to me.

But after he was taken back by his family, I overheard him telling his friends:

"Jennifer? Just a lonely older woman who approached me with ulterior motives. If she hadn't saved me, she wouldn't even have the right to stay by my side."

It was then that I realized this was how he saw me.

I distanced myself from him as he wished.

But Jaycob regretted it. With eyes brimming with tears, he pleaded softly, "Jenny, you said you wouldn't leave me."

After handing over the cat carrier to the client, I was about to head downstairs. Just as the elevator doors were closing, a familiar figure flashed before my eyes. I paused for a moment. Jaycob. Wasn't he supposed to be on a business trip to Zlagos?

Almost impulsively, I reopened the elevator doors and followed him. The corridors of the Rusall Club twisted and turned, and as I approached a private room, I heard Jaycob's friend's voice from inside.

"Jaycob, aren't you supposed to be marrying into the Smith family? What about your girlfriend?"

My hand, which was about to knock on the door, hesitated, and my heart inexplicably skipped a beat. Through the slightly ajar door, I saw Jaycob, who had never smoked in front of me, flick his cigarette. He let out a cold laugh and said, "Jennifer? She's just an emotionally distant woman who approached me with ulterior motives. If she hadn't saved my life, she wouldn't even have the right to stay by my side."

It felt like my heart was being ruthlessly squeezed. I could hardly believe my ears. I stared at Jaycob in a daze. But his face showed no emotion, and the gentle eyes I once knew now looked particularly cold.

Another friend teased, "Jaycob just reconciled with his family. How could he give up the marriage with the Smith family for someone like Jennifer at this critical moment?"

"Exactly, Jennifer, who spends all her time with pets, probably carries a peculiar smell. How could she compare to the Smith family's eldest daughter?"

Jaycob absentmindedly rubbed the wine glass, not bothering to refute. I felt a chill run down my spine, the suffocating feeling spreading overwhelmingly.