The CEO’s Ex-Wife Can’t Escape

The Ceo’s Ex-Wife Can’t Escape

Chapter 37: Not Bad

Jackson handed her the newly cooked barbeque with a wide grin on his face. Airina kept her silence though she tried to break the ice surrounding them. They had never been romantic like this, hell, they never even shared breakfast or dinner throughout their marriage since he was so busy that he didn’t have time for his wife.

Airina felt like she wanted to laugh but had no voice to do so.

Jackson curiously looked at her, “Does it taste delicious?”

Airina blinked her eyes at him, “… It’s not bad.”

Jackson clicked his tongue in disappointment, “I’ve been studying hard to get the best taste that suits yours so if you want to add something, tell me so I can cook a new set of them.”

Airina simply shook her head with a sigh. She chewed the steaming hot barbeque and almost got burnt with the heat had it not been for Jackson, who handed her fresh milk. Back then she used to be the one who cooks food and wash laundry for him unlike now when she was the one receiving them. Yet she felt bitterness in her heart.

She set the stick onto the plate, finishing the barbeque and the milk.

She stood up, intending to leave without saying anything but Jackson gently held her arm, supporting her.

“Are you tired? I’ve rented this whole place so you can pick any room you like. Hm?” He beamed at her innocently.

She gave up, looking away. “Lead me to the best room, then.”

He vigorously nodded, “Of course. Here, hold my hand so you won’t fall. It’s dark outside…,” Airina held his arm, not his hand, but he still resumed, “And you might stumble.”

“Mhm.” She acknowledged with a simple hum.

“Do you like the barbeque?”

“… Not bad.”

“What breakfast do you want tomorrow?”

Airina stared at his back figure, “… Depends.”

Jackson arched his lips upwards. “All right. I will cook a satisfying breakfast for you.”

“…”

Airina averted her eyes from his back the moment he glanced at her. When they reached the room, she hastily removed her hand from his arm and headed inside. Jackson looked at her cold face, attempting to say something but she had already closed the door right in his face. He blinked his eyes, and then unwillingly went away.

For the left barbeque, he handed them to the hotel employees so that it wouldn’t go to waste which they were thankful for. As he had gone to the next room after Airina, he smiled while hopelessly looking into the wall that separated them.

He mumbled, “…. If I hadn’t just cheated and hurt you,” he regrettably sighed, “We wouldn’t have been in this situation.”

As the night deepened, the rain also poured on the rooftops making Airina tremble. She hates rain since on the night she saw Jackson and Nicole making out, it was already raining when she left the house, and crying in both pain and devastation.

She clutched her chest and couldn’t breathe properly. She wanted to drink water, but her legs had no energy to spare. She longingly looked at the closed door and then just looked away.

“Rina, Rina, are you asleep?”

Then, a worried voice rang from the door. She straightened her posture, realizing it was Jackson who came. She closed her eyes and lay on her bed; she wanted time to think about what she really wanted.

However, her action made Jackson anxious, and gently trespassed inside. He softly called out.

“Rina… are you asleep?”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

She gritted her teeth, “You now came in without my consent?”

He anxiously approached her, “S-sorry, I was just concerned. It’s raining so I went to check on you.”

She glared at him, “If I was sleeping, what would you have done?”

“Return to my bed,” he replied without hesitation, “I really just want to see if you’re still fine.”

“Still fine?,” she frowned, “What do you mean?”

Jackson didn’t immediately reply, “Matthew told me you hate rain so… I want to check if you’re fine now that it’s raining.”

Airina looked at the window where the rain was dripping down. She clutched the sheet, “I feel better if I was alone here.”

“I know but until the rain is over let me tend to you.”

“I don’t need to…” She was about to dismiss him away, but he leaned forward and wiped the sweat off her forehead, “What are you doing?!”

Jackson smiled, “You’re sweating. Don’t be so hard on yourself, I won’t take advantage of you or hurt you.”

She stared at him as if wanting to interrogate him. However, she gave up and grunted in annoyance. She tossed around – now her back was facing him. Jackson sighed. At least she didn’t yell or make him leave.

“If being a guard is your fourth job, then all right.”

Jackson giggled, “Gladly so. Sleep tight, I’ll be on guard.”

Somehow, it felt warm – warm that someone takes care of her despite her showing hostility towards him. It wasn’t that bad an idea, but it’s not a completely good idea to keep him around.

Jackson grabbed the sheet, covering her up to her neck and tapping her shoulders as if coaxing a child to sleep.

“Sweet dreams, Rina….”