Chapter 5 The Engagement Necklace Is Yours

Elsa earnestly advised me as if she was genuinely worried about me and the baby. It was no wonder she was such a great actress. If I didn't know her true nature already, I might've been fooled by her fake kindness. She was just worried that if I had Jeremiah's child, it'd make it harder for her to take my place. I smiled nonchalantly and looked at her. "Why do I feel like you're more anxious than I am? Are you afraid that I might be pregnant?" Elsa froze. Then, she quickly explained, "What are you talking about? I'm just worried for your health. Who's going to take care of you and the baby if you give birth? Jeremiah is busy, and he might not have time to look after you both." Her words revolved around Jeremiah. She seemed to know him more than I did as his wife. But then again, it made sense. They worked in Cornell Group and spent more time together. And with both of them having feelings for each other… But it didn't matter to me anymore. I absentmindedly fiddled with the necklace around my neck and asked, "Why are you here?" "To apologize," Elsa replied innocently. "I saw the news. Jeremiah told me I'm the reason you two fought. I feel so guilty, so I've decided to explain. I had a difficult client last night, and Jeremiah helped me out of the tough situation. That's why he couldn't make it back to celebrate your birthday." I almost laughed out loud. Jeremiah did tell her everything. We had the fight just last night, and she knew about it first thing in the morning. I smiled faintly and didn't respond. Then, I noticed Elsa's gaze repeatedly flick to the Light of Dawn necklace around my neck. Her eyes were filled with a yearning she wasn't even aware of. I took off the necklace without a second thought and placed it in her hand. "You really like this necklace, don't you? It's yours now." The necklace was a gift from Jeremiah when we got engaged. I had cherished it for years, but I no longer wanted it. Elsa knew how much I treasured this necklace. As she watched me take it off, her tears fell. She tried to explain in a choked voice, "Don't do this, Jane. There's nothing going on between us. Don't misunderstand, and don't test me with something this precious. "You know I've always seen you as my sister. How could I ever have any inappropriate thoughts toward Jeremiah? Don't you trust me after all these years of sisterhood?" Though Elsa's words might sound sincere, the way her fingers clutched the necklace so tightly told another story. It seemed as if she was trying hard to suppress some kind of emotion. I sneered and said, "I do trust you. Giving you the necklace isn't a test, so don't overthink it. I just don't like it anymore, which is why I thought of giving it to you. It's fine if you don't want it. I'll just give it to someone else." With that, I reached out to take it back. But Elsa quickly pulled her hand away. "That won't do. You shouldn't give something this valuable to others. I'll keep it for you, and if you ever want it back, I'll give it back to you." My gaze lingered on her fingers, which were pale from clutching the necklace tightly. The corners of my lips curled into a sneer. Everything I just said was to disgust her. In my past life, she accused me of giving her items I no longer wanted and treating her like a beggar.