The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1370 The Hidden Problem

Leila was so moved by Charles' concern for her. Meanwhile, she felt guilty. On the other hand, he regarded his daughter as the apple of his eye, but she had put Shirley in danger. On the other hand, Jim had raped her, and she thought it was a kind of betrayal of Charles

It made her hate Jim more.

"Charles, I'm fine. Thank you!" Leila said sweetly, batting her eyes at him in appreciation. Charles, however, was already sick of her affections.

"Good. You should take some rest now. You got bags under your eyes." Leila wanted to slap herself. She knew she should have spent more time on her makeup that morning.

"Ah, really? I never noticed," she said, trying to laugh it off.

"Anyway, you're looking a little tired, too. You should pay more attention to your health first. Shirley wouldn't want you like this."

Charles' face darkened after he heard her say that. Leila, noticing the sudden change in his demeanor, felt distressed.

Charles merely nodded, but disregarded the comment anyway. He grabbed a quick bite before leaving for work. Leila's heart hurt for him.

Charles' concern for her made her feel guilty. He was very upset because of Shirley's disappearance. This only made Leila's hatred for Jim worsen.

'I should kill that bastard!' Leila thought angrily before suddenly figuring out a new idea.

It was a long shot, but it could be the only way. She tried to calm herself down, but only felt her anxiety rushing in quickly. She took a few deep breaths before she fished out her phone from her pocket and looked for Jim's phone number, the same one he had called her the day before.

Her palms were sweating as she waited for Jim to answer the phone. Each ring that went unanswered sent a shiver down her spine as her heart beat faster. The run-down, dirty cabin room was never lost in her thoughts. She could feel her stomach churn from her anxiety.

Finally, Jim picked up the phone. "Leila," he said huskily and it almost sounded like a whisper. "It has only been a few hours. Are you missing me again?" he said teasingly. He didn't think that Leila would willingly come to him considering that she hated him.

Jim had never expected that Leila would have called him. Even more, it was just a few hours after they separated. He wondered if Leila was beginning to like being forced to have sex with him.

Jim thought of himself proudly. However, it only made him despise Leila more. Ill-behaved men never valued an "easy catch" anyway.

What Jim said disgusted Leila. 'He thinks I miss him? What an asshole!' Leila thought, infuriated.

"You're right. I do miss you. Are you free today? I want to see you again." Although Jim disgusted her so much, she had to admit that she needed him. She also knew it was better to treat him nicer, and if she acted bad, it would just provoke him more.

"Oh, of course. I'll always have time for you," Jim said seductively, breathing against the phone.

Leila laughed quickly, saying, "I'll meet you at the Aegean Hotel later at eight. Is that all right?"

"Very well, princess. I hope evening comes soon." She heard him laugh huskily. His laugh made her stomach turn.

She hung up hurriedly after saying goodbye. Afterwards, she sighed in relief.

Without even hesitating, she moved almost immediately. She went out to town, looking for things she might need that evening.

Leila had a very busy afternoon. First, she went to her old friend and finally got an electric baton from him.

"Electric batons are prohibited items. I had a hard time trying to get you one. Please be careful. Don't let anyone know you have it," Leila's friend cautiously reminded her. It was heavily forbidden to possess electric batons in the country. If the police ever found it on her, not only would she be arrested for illegal possession, but her friend would also be taken away.

"Don't worry. It's to defend myself. I'm always on edge when I'm outside late at night. I think I'll rest easier with this," Leila explained as calmly as she could. Her friend never noticed that she wasn't being truthful. He handed the electric baton to her.

"Thank you," Leila said with gratitude. "I owe you one. Let me know when you'll be free for dinner," Leila added, chuckling softly. She beamed at her friend elegantly, without a single trace of gloom or anger on her face.

She then asked the same friend to buy her a bottle of pepper spray. Her friend was less hesitant to provide her with one, as pepper sprays were legal and more common to have. It was also easier to use in defending one's self.

After saying goodbye to him, Leila stood by the sidewalk, still feeling uneasy. 'What else can I do if the electric baton and the pepper spray don't work on him? I need to make sure he won't overpower me, or else, it might provoke him more. I'll be done for if I let that happen, '

Leila thought, frowning. She had to plan this carefully. One wrong move, and she could lose it all.

She already learned a valuable lesson from Shirley's kidnapping. She had no room for mistakes this time around.

She walked along the street, pondering on what else to get, before she thought about getting poison as well, just in case. The poison was odorless, tasteless and water-soluble that would be hard to detect.

'I hope I'll never have to use it. If I get caught, I'm dead.' Leila was anxious. She knew how dangerous it was to use poison. She thought about how she could get herself out of the case if she ended up poisoning him.

Being thrown into prison wasn't new to her. She now knew that she had to be more careful or else she would get caught again.

Killing Jim, however, was more important to her than avoiding more prison time. He deserved to die. The world had no place for men like him.

She lost sleep every night. The moment her eyes shut, she could immediately feel Jim's hands and body on her. It choked her up until she was forced to open her eyes again out of fear. It made her restless, and she tossed and turned every night.

She knew that Charles was a smart and powerful man. It wouldn't be hard for him to replace out that she was the mastermind of the kidnapping, and Jim helped her do it.

Leila then realized that Jim was her hidden problem. She had to get rid of him, fast, before he even began to injure Shirley.