Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 896:

Marissa stared blankly at the burning cruise ship for what felt like forever. Now and then, she strained her eyes in hopes of catching a glimpse of Tiffany, but the waters were too dark.

“Let’s go,” Connor said.

“Marc and Terry are here to pick us up.”

His voice pulled Marissa out of her reverie. She turned in the direction he was pointing and spotted a yacht coming toward them. It halted just in front of them, and they heard Marc’s and Terry’s yells of excitement.noveldrama

“Mr. Daniels! Chief Instructor! Please come aboard!”

They wasted no time and got on the yacht. Terry was in charge of driving, and they quickly sped away from Q’s cruise ship. As the distance widened between them and the burning vessel, several more explosions rocked the ship. It was all in ruins, each part slowly sinking to the depths of the sea. Marissa was stewing in disappointment and frustration. They were unable to take Tiffany home as they originally planned.

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Connor sat quietly beside her and let her fume in silence. It had been a while since Marissa last had a proper rest. Before she knew it, her head was resting on Connor’s shoulder, and she was fast asleep.

They traveled on the yacht for quite some time, and eventually transferred to a cruise ship. Then they sailed back to Plebert.

By the time they disembarked, Domenic was already waiting for them at the dock.

Connor led Marissa over and opened the backseat of Domenic’s car.

“Get in.”

But she only shook her head.

“I want to go back to my mother’s place.”

“Why?” Connor asked, visibly confused.

“Grandma and the kids all miss you. Aren’t you eager to see them? It has been confirmed that you are Lawrence and Lindsay’s biological mother.”

The thought of being the children’s mother warmed Marissa’s heart. She might not have delivered them into this world, but she still loved them deeply and intended to take responsibility for them for the rest of their lives.

“I miss them too, but I need to be with myself first,” Marissa explained.

“Just for a while.”

“I understand.” Connor respected her need for space.

“Let me give you a ride, then.”

But Marissa refused him again.

“Thank you, but I’d rather take a taxi. We are divorced, Connor. Even if we share Lawrence and Lindsay, I have no plans of getting back together with you. I need some time to reevaluate our relationship. After all, it was a mistake, to begin with. It would be best if we don’t see each other for now. I need a clear mind and a fresh perspective so I can come to a decision.”

Connor nodded in agreement. Marissa had her own outlook on life, and he knew he couldn’t afford to push her too hard.

“Be careful on your way,” he said after a moment of contemplative silence between them.

“Tell me if you need anything. I’ll tell Marc and Terry to send you photos and videos of the kids every day.”

Connor hailed a taxi for her, helped her inside the vehicle, and watched her leave.

Upon her arrival at the Sanchez family’s house, Marissa checked on Caylee first. Then she had dinner with the family.

After the meal, Ferris delivered the newly developed Serene Rest Pills to her.

After a brief chat with her mother, Marissa retired to her room with the pills. Then she messaged her father to give him an update on Tiffany.

She apologized for failing to bring her sister back.

“I’m really sorry, Dad. Not only was I unable to bring Tiffany back, but I lost all traces of her.”

“Please stop blaming yourself, Marissa,” Paul replied.

“None of this is your fault. Tiffany is my daughter as well, so have faith that she is just as brilliant as you. She must have her own reasons for doing what she’s doing. We’ll just have to stay put in Plebert and wait for any news of her.”

“Have you decided when you are coming back to Plebert, Dad?”

“I’ve always been eager to return. I only held back before to keep Q from hurting Tiffany. But now that that’s out of the way, I have no reason to delay it. I can’t wait to go back,” Paul replied.

He paused, as if to consider something, then added, “Tomorrow. I’ll be back in Plebert by tomorrow.”

“Great! I’ll tell Grandpa and Uncle Sergio the good news tonight. Otherwise, you might give them a heart attack when you suddenly appear in front of them,” Marissa replied.

“Yes, yes. Do that.”

Something else occurred to Paul then.

“By the way, are you and Connor divorced?”

“Yes, we are,” Marissa answered.

“Good for you! That bastard doesn’t deserve my precious daughter. I’m taking my grandchildren in once I’ve settled down in Plebert. Right, I forgot to tell you something important. I have actually arranged for a marriage for you…”

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