Chapter 42

Jane's heart pounded in her chest as she stood in the doorway, staring at Stella lounging on Caleb's bed.

“Where is Caleb?”

“He's washing,” Stella said and sluggishly stepped out of bed, yawning as if tired and began to gather her things from the floor.

“I'm sorry you had to see this, Jane. I wasn't expecting you back this early.”

Jane felt her blood boil. She didn't know which pissed her o the most, the supposed things they must have done together or Caleb's illness.

As if on cue, Caleb walked out from the bathroom wearing a robe, his wet hair falling into his eyes. He froze on the spot when he saw Jane.

“You're back.”

Then he turned to Stella and frowned, “You’re still here? And why are you putting on my pyjamas?!”

Jane’s voice was cold. "Ask Stella to leave, I want to have a word with you."

Stella, who was trying to slip into her heels, scoffed and looked at Caleb. "She can't be serious.”

Jane’s voice rose. "Give us