Chapter 29 Exposing Her True Colors
The day Elsa was discharged, I texted her and invited her for a meal the next day.
She readily agreed and must’ve figured it wouldn’t be just a meal. But I believed she’d come to me even if I didn’t reach out. She was engrossed in believing the child in my womb existed.
I had received word that after Jack was rejected by Eric in the ward, he refused to give up and arranged to meet for a discussion at the same restaurant.
This time, I was determined to expose Elsa’s true colors to Jack.
I left home 30 minutes late on purpose. When I arrived at the restaurant, Elsa was visibly impatient.
When she saw me, she masked her annoyance as if her earlier irritation had just been nothing more than my imagination.
Once I took my seat, she started whining, “Why are you so late, Jane? You didn’t answer my calls, and I thought you’d forgotten about today.”
Her tone was casual as if the incident with the spiked juice had never happened. I was amazed by her nerves of steel. I decided to play along since she was intent on continuing the act.
I smiled and set my bag beside me. “I left a little late. Let’s order.”
The food arrived in no time. While we ate, I made some small talk with Elsa though she kept steering the conversation toward Jeremiah. Then, she’d scan my face to gauge if I still cared about < him.
Unfortunately for her, she was going to be disappointed
The restaurant was located on the top floor and offered a panoramic view of the city through the floor–to–ceiling windows. There was even an open–air pool.
After our meal, I suggested taking a walk and led Elsa toward the pool.
Before we set out, I texted Jack, “Elsa is with me. We’re by the pool of Sizzling Bistro.” Those few words were enough.
I stared at her for seconds somewhat contemplatively. Then, as if relieved, I smiled. “Is that so? I guess I was overthinking.”
I withdrew my gaze and took out my phone to reply to a few texts.
Just as I tucked the phone back into my pocket, I felt a sudden shove from behind. Immediately after, I lost my balance and tumbled into the water.
When I surfaced and gasped for air, I saw Jack emerge around the corner.
Relief washed over me. Thankfully, he had arrived, or my efforts would’ve been in vain.
In my past life, I didn’t know how to swim. But I eventually learned after being sent to a psychiatric hospital where I was repeatedly held underwater in torment.
Elsa must’ve assumed I couldn’t swim and decided to push me into the pool. She thought she could kill two birds with one stone by eliminating the child in my womb and killing me altogether.
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