Chapter 53 - Jo Thompson

Jo POV

I smile, placing the dress down, and my doorbell rings. I frown. I look around, checking if Layla forgot anything, but no, there are only the thousands of bags she got for me. I stand and walk to the door phone and when the screen lights up; I take one step back, covering my mouth with my hand.

“Open the door, Jo. I know you’re home.” I hear and see Greg say. I hold my breath as if he could hear me and I shake my head. He found me. How did he find me?

“I am only going to say this once. Open the Goddamn door, Jo,” he says with the most threatening tone of voice I have ever heard. I walk to the door phone and press the opening button. As if I got electrocuted, I take one step back and look around the room, gathering everything quickly and shoving it inside the wardrobe at the entrance. I don’t want him to see all of this designer stuff and think I went shopping instead of p