All Chapters of Chase Me Again: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jessica's POVI walked into the dining room, where the butler stood respectfully to the side, swiftly pulling out a chair for me.My gaze casually swept across the open kitchen, catching sight of a figure in a pristine white chef's uniform bustling about the stove.Justin seemed to notice my attention and explained, "This is the chef I've specially invited for today. He's a master chef from a three-star Michelin restaurant. His culinary skills are exceptional. You'll get to taste it."I nodded as he skillfully flipped the steak. His every movement was smooth and fluid, as if he was performing an exquisite dance.In no time, a perfectly cooked steak was served in front of me. The tender meat had a delightful caramel color.The side dishes were also arranged with care, resembling a piece of fine art.A small stir in my heart, Justin remembered my favorite medium-rare.As I took a couple of bites of the steak, savoring the wonderful taste of the meat, Aurelia, sitting opposite me, said w

Jessica's POVI don't know when I drifted off into a deep slumber, but I remember waking up to the sweet embrace of a dream.As the first rays of morning sunlight gently caressed my face, I awoke with an unprecedented sense of relief.Upon arriving at the dining room, Justin and Aurelia were already seated at the table.Justin was flipping through a finance magazine, while Aurelia sipped her morning tea quietly."Good morning," I greeted them with a smile.The maid approached and placed a glass of milk in front of me."Please replace it with juice, thank you." I instructed the maid on a whim.As usual, Justin casually cut his food while nonchalantly asking, "How many days do you plan to stay at home this time?"I was taken aback for a moment, realizing that deep down, I was looking forward to returning to Los Angeles.After pretending to ponder for a moment, I said, "I'll be heading back tomorrow.""What?" Aurelia looked at me in surprise.My face immediately felt hot. I coughed light

Jessica's POVHearing Zander's words, my heart was filled with disappointment.Abruptly, I stood up and slapped him hard across the face.The sharp sound immediately drew the attention of everyone in the café.Zander's face turned slightly to one side, his cheek flushed red.His mouth was tightly shut, and his eyes cast down, making it impossible for me to discern his expression.I stepped forward, intending to grab his collar and demand an explanation for his actions.Suddenly, the door opened.A figure rushed to our table. Glancing over, I was surprised to see Tawny.She stood firmly in front of Zander, her eyes red and accusing."You can't hurt Zander like this," she said in a voice choked with tears."He's so good, and you just don't deserve him!"Her voice only added to my already chaotic emotions.The incident where she framed me was still fresh in my mind, and I had no patience left for such a scheming and unscrupulous woman.I frowned and coldly said, "This is between Zander a

Jessica's POVI gave Emmett a look, and he immediately understood.He stepped forward, grabbed Mallory's hand, and with a forceful twist, there was a crack, and Mallory's finger was broken.He rolled on the ground in agony, crying out like a wounded beast, "Ah! It hurts! I'll talk, I'll talk! I know the woman in the photo!""Should have said so earlier," Ned said darkly beside me. "Tell us how you met and what she wanted from you.""I, I..." Mallory held his hand, sweating from the pain.He took a deep breath and said, "She found me at the bar, the one called 'Corner of Chaos.' There was a customer who broke a glass, and I was politely asking for compensation when Tawny came over and paid for the customer. I saw she was generous, so I bought her a drink. Later, she approached me and asked me to beat someone up..."Polite? I was skeptical of Mallory's version of events.Clearly, he was extorting people when Tawny found him.However, Johnny was a retired mercenary.Even in his old age,

Jessica's POVJohnny let out a soft sigh and said, "It's an old problem. Not just me, but all my comrades suffer from it. Sometimes when we close our eyes, we see our fallen brothers, the war scenes replaying in our minds, making it impossible to sleep.""I can arrange for a psychiatrist to treat you. It might help," I offered."But I don't want to forget them. It's fine to live with their memories," he replied.Knowing his temperament, I didn't press the matter further.I thought for a moment, then asked, "By the way, I heard Zander call you that day?"Hearing this, Johnny paused, a complex expression fleeting across his face. "He said he was looking for you, and then...""And? What else did he say?" I probed.Johnny's face showed confusion and unease as he continued, "Then he said something very strange. He asked me, 'Can you live in peace like this?' I demanded to know what he meant, but he wouldn't say."I was filled with doubts. Why would Zander say such a thing?What secret coul