CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT: A PRETTY BAD COOK

Downstairs, the workers were trying hard to restrain Janet who was struggling to either get to the elevator or the stairs. Erin quickly send a message to Marina and when the reply came, Erin stopped the people.

"Let her go." Erin said.

"What do you mean let her go? She's here to cause trouble." Another worker said.

"The assistant manager gave the order."

"Get that bitch over here!" Janet ran to the elevator.

Marina and Seth stepped out in time to see the elevator stop and Janet get out ready to pounce to Marina but Seth stepped in between.

"You're a very evil girl. Can't you just let my husband go? Didn't you see the picture? We're getting married soon yet you're snatching him from me?" Janet started talking nonstop. Marina was suprised. Is that she's here?

"We don't allow domestic dramas here. The two of you, get into the elevator and out of this hotel to settle your accounts before coming here." The manager, Mrs. Elena came out of her office.

"What do you mean get out? This bitch here...!" Janet was stopped by Mrs. Elena who wasn't patient.

"We don't allow the use of foul language here."

Janet turned back to Seth who walked into the elevator with a lowered head. Before she could get in, the elevator descended with Seth alone. Janet gave Marina a warning look before running to the stairs.

When she got out, the cars had already left.

Emerald Castle...

Jemmy sat lonely with his laptop hosting an online meeting with his staff. When he heard a slight movement, he looked at the bed attentively.

"Send someone to protect Marina. She's my sister." Naysa said while still asleep. Jemmy didn't understand whether she was dreaming or meant what she said. When he tried to wake her up, she was still sleeping. But anyway, Wade was send off to Polar hotel.

Evening, Naysa opened her eyes and stared into the black shiny eyes. Jemmy was too happy when she woke up. Though the doctor just said she was ok, Jemmy could still not believe his words.

"How do you feel?" Jemmy asked. Naysa wanted to sit up but the strong hands held her back. "You'll hurt yourself."

"Am fine I can sit ok?" She said but Jemmy didn't let her go.

"Naysa there is one thing we have to talk about. The way you do take rush decisions is alarming and that's endangering your life. At least, wherever you go, take the guards with you. For the sake of your protection." Jemmy said. Naysa, with Jemmy's support sat up and looked at him.

"I just don't know what came over me. Am sorry." She said, lowering her head like an obedient child to the parents. It was too cute that Jemmy stared at her admiringly. Even at her weakest point, she's still never lost her beauty.

"I'll make you something to eat." He said as he stood up and headed to the kitchen.

"Hey, some wonders here today!" Adrian started.

"He's going to personally cook for her." Another guard said.

"Wait, does he even know how to cook?" Stenson couldn't help laughing.

In a matter of five minutes, the kitchen looked like a tornado zone. Broken pieces of glasses and plates were all over. Flour was all over the place plus in his face. His whole clothes were covered in flour and other kitchen ingredients. When he came out, Naysa who sat in the living room burst out laughing. Stenson couldn't help it as he took pictures. The other guards went out the couldn't suppress their laughter any longer.

"Ooh my God! What were you doing?" Naysa held a mirror close to his face but Jemmy closed his eyes.

"Do I look terrible?" He asked in a cute deep voice.

"No... Not really. Who said my husband can look terrible? You look cute and funny. You've won a suit to the kitchen? I can't help it." Naysa laughed again. Looking at his suit, Jemmy couldn't help frowning. "What did you prepare for me?" She asked.

"I made instant noodles." He said.

"And how did you have your whole body covered in flour?" She asked. Jemmy kept quiet. "Can I go to the kitchen and have a look?"

"No... Don't go there!" Jemmy stepped forward to stop her.

"Can we go together then?" Naysa asked.

"If you insist." He replied while leading the way. Naysa followed.

The whole kitchen was a mess. The trash can was full of spoilt dumplings, pan cakes and many other goods he tried to prepare. He looked at Naysa innocently.

"Ok you did a good job, but you're a pretty bad cook." She said. Jemmy stared at her as if digesting what she just said. "Ok, don't be mad at me for that kind of a comment. Can I be your teacher then?"

"Sure." He replied.

"But there is a fee to pay. Are you ready?" She asked.

"How much is it teacher?" He asked eargerly that Naysa laughed.

"It's not about money. It's something else." She said.

"Whatever you want, I'll do it for you." Jemmy said.

"Good, now take a guess before I tell you."

Seth got home very furious and walked into his room. Moments later, Janet came running clumsily that she almost hit the bedside table.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you leave me behind? The whole town was laughing at me!" She shouted but was met with a deadly glare.

"Who do you think you are Janet? What shows you're my wife? Why do you go around using my family's name to gain your own popularity?" Seth asked.

"What do you mean gain popularity? What great effect do you think your family name carry?" Janet started. Seth stood up and took few steps towards her.

"Why are you here in the first place? If you think my family is useless, then good. Pack and leave now!" Seth gave the comments and walked out.

"Seth please... Forgive my stupid mouth. I didn't mean anything..." Janet pleaded, falling on her knees but Seth was already gone.

At the president's home...

Since the Griffin's party at Polar hotel, something about Clare Winters changed. She was no longer the joyful woman she used to be but rather gloomy and spend most of her time sleeping or pretending to sleep. She avoided talking to anyone and even skipped meals.

Dinner time, Jace refused to go to the dining room rendering the president speechless.

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you going to eat?" President Finn asked his son.

"Dad, let's not pretend all is well in this house ok? Mom doesn't take any meals, she spends time alone locked up. If you don't care about her, I do."