To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 31

Chapter 31 Control Yourself, Mr. Faust

Jenny knew that Alec was talking to her, but how dare he use that tone and those interrogative words.

“So you can be with any man out there except for me? Answer me,” he demanded, his voice cold, bearing a trace of fury.

Jenny burst into laughter. She looked at Alec with interest. “Are you questioning me? Who are you to do that, exactly?”

Alec was silent.

“Is it because you’re so used to being the one in power? Is that why you’re so authoritative with everyone? What a pity. I’m not your underling; I don’t have to answer you.”

As she finished speaking, the elevator arrived. Jenny walked right in, not wishing to linger around Alec. However, he refused to let it go and went in after her.

Jenny kept a distance between herself and Alec. Neither of them spoke. The air around them was stifling.

Just when she thought the silence would accompany them home, Alec spoke. “I’m sorry. I sounded harsh, but I was only worried about you. Pearson is not all he seems. He has reasons for being so close to you. I just don’t want you to be too friendly around him.”

Jenny shot him a look and retracted her gaze. “I don’t care if he’s not what he seems. I don’t care about why he wants to get close to me. We’re basically strangers.” Before Alec could respond, she added,” Besides, the people I talk to are my business. You have nothing to do with it.”

Her words angered Alec. “I am not joking around.” He was serious. His expression was extraordinarily solemn. Jenny, however, looked nonchalant.

“Mind your own business, Mr. Faust,” she said, smirking.

“Dr. Walter! I…”

With a click, the lights turned off. The elevator plunged into darkness and proceeded to grind to a halt.

“Am I really this unlucky?” Jenny was exasperated. She pressed the buttons, but there were no responses. She took out her phone and turned on the flashlight. Under the faint light, she pressed the emergency button, but there was no response from that either.

“The power is out!”

She was furious. How unlucky could she be? As she thought of this, she glanced at Alec, grumbling, Think, Mr. Faust. I don’t want to spend the night in here.”

Alec did not react.

“Mr. Faust?” she cried out. She shone her flashlight at him. It was then that she realized his forehead was covered in sweat, and his hands were trembling on the rails.

Was he afraid?

When she considered this, she thought it was impossible. How could he be afraid?

“What’s wrong?” she asked softly.

After a long while, he replied through gritted teeth, “I’m fine. Call the property manager.”

“Alright, fine.” Jenny nodded and prepared to call. But just then, the flashlight went out. She exclaimed, ” My phone is out of battery.”

The moment her words fell from her lips, there was a thud. Something had dropped to the floor. She jumped in fright and turned towards the sound. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Are you alright, Mr. Faust?” she asked, holding her hands out. As expected, she found Alec sitting on the floor, trembling all over.

Jenny knew for sure that he was afraid. She was surprised, but she held his hand. “Take deep breaths. Calm down.” She even gave him a demonstration so he wouldn’t spiral into panic. “Can you stay awake, Alec?” she asked, anxious. She had to think of a way to get out of there, or else something might happen

to him.