Chapter 7

After dinner, Layla returned to her room when she heard a knock at her door and returned to open it.

"Mom," Seeing Rosy standing at the door, she opened it completely.

"Sweetie, I know you are going to rest, but someone comes to meet you, and now he is waiting for you in the living area." Rosy's words instantly made her calm face, masked with bitterness, while her mind filled with betrayal emotion. She closed her eyes for a second, and unwanted past flashbacks came before her eyes, soon raising up her body's every hair with anguish to know he was here.

"Is that Jamil, Mom?" Her breath hitched momentarily while she filled with fury and a burning feeling around her chest.

However, she did not let her vengeance self consume her in front of her mother. No matter how much wrath and frustration she felt, she didn't let her quiet expression surpass her disgust in front of Rosy.

"Yes, Dear. He came almost every day with Jia to check over you. And today, when he got news about your waking up.