How My Ex Became My Next

They looked up at the same time and found that it was Jackson.

He was dressed in a pure black coat, solemn and cold. Standing in the luxurious place, he also looked heroic.

Gilda stood up subconsciously and asked, “Jackson, why are you here?”

Jackson didn’t answer but said to Jensen, “Mr. Harrington, you are in the way.”

Jensen put his long legs on the side and blocked Jackson’s way.

He didn’t take it back immediately, and he was no less aggressive than Jackson. “This is not the way Mr. Moore should go. If you get in the way, you will be blocked.”

The two men were both excellent and attracted the attention of passers–by.

“Maybe it’s not the way I want to go, but if my man is here, I have to go.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The meaning is clear.

Jensen frowned, “Mr. Moore, how do you know that the person you want also wants you?”

Jackson smiled and looked at Gilda.

“Stay here or leave with me?”

Gilda’s scalp was tingling. In her memory, Jackson rarely appeared in such a place. He was always decent and self–disciplined, and never had anything to do with the complicated environment here.

She found her bag and was about to go out. Unexpectedly, Jensen grabbed it and got up. slowly.

“She doesn’t want it. Why do you insist?”

Gilda stood still. She was really embarrassed to have such an episode with Jackson.

Jackson fixed his eyes on her face all the time and said, “Mr. Harrington knows that she is unwilling to ask for help. Then why did you make coincidence encounters with her in Andy’s house? Don’t you see how troubled she is?”

Gilda raised her eyes slightly and felt that Jensen loosened his grip.

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“Did you tell him?”

Turns out they’ve reached the point where they can talk?

Gilda didn’t answer, so she couldn’t say that Jackson knew it through eye informers.

In a moment, Jackson directly held her hand and pulled it to his side. He raised her chin and asked, “How much did you drink?”

Very intimate.

Gilda pushed him away and said, “Half a bottle. Vicky is also here.”

“My plane will take off in three hours. If you want to stay here, I won’t force you.”

Gilda looked up with tears in her eyes, half complaining and half helpless.

“What does it have to do with me if your plane takes off?”

Hearing this, Jackson smiled and said, “I won’t see you for at least half a month after I go back. Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?”

This man was really annoying. He knew that she had taken her bag, but he still deliberately asked me this question.

Gilda glared at him and turned around to walk out.

Her back was so charming that the two men looked at her.

Seeing her leave, Jackson stopped smiling. He looked at Jensen and said, “You saw it.”

Jensen looked unhappy. “What does it mean?”

“Mr. Harrington’s ex–wife doesn’t care about you anymore.”

Jensen sneered.

“It turns out that Mr. Moore also knows in his heart that she was married to me, and it’s not easy for you to forget her love for so many years!”

Jackson also smiled. He leaned against the edge of the booth absent–mindedly.

“If it hadn’t been for some accident, she wouldn’t have become your wife and would not. be wronged like that. How could a man who couldn’t even protect his beloved woman come to pursue her again?”

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His words were so meaningful that Jensen didn’t speak for a moment.

“I missed one, but it doesn’t mean I will miss the second time!”

After saying that, Jackson gave Jensen a disdainful look and left.