
"Jackson, I'm pregnant," Jackson fell silent, while I covered my mouth with one of his palms.
“Tonight you came home? I want to talk to you about something" Zea continued.
"Of course, I'm definitely home. There's good news there's no way not to go home" Jackson replied casually.
Hearing the two of them interacting was quite familiar, a slight wound was scratched inside the bottom of my heart. I'm really crazy, how could the love for him not diminish in the slightest, even though Jackson has tortured me to the point of being completely tormented.
Missus! Both are demons. Why did Zea get pregnant? You bastard Jackson. Obviously he didn't like Zea, but he still touched her. I hate you so much to the bone.
"What's wrong with your face?" Ask Jackson.
"Why? My face was beautiful long ago" I said.
"You jealous?"
"Jealous? Don't overdo it, why jealousy anyway? Does a mistress have a right to be jealous?" I walked to the sofa and sat there, folding both hands.
"You better get home now, isn't your legal wife pregnant. Go, meet him. She must be in desperate need of her husband, and your son, must be very eager to be spoiled by his father" I said again.
"I'm leaving, but don't expect you to leave either" Jackson threatened and grabbed his coat and car keys.
"Storage is not only stored, but also imprisoned," I quipped but not in Jackson's opinion.
"Go, meet your pregnant wife," I called again, and Jackson left without even glancing at me.
"Well, go motherfucker ...." My tears broke as Jackson disappeared from my sight. I hate Jackson so much, but damn it, I somehow felt so sad when Jackson left me alone.
When I was tired of crying, I came out of the study and walked into the kitchen. Passing through the dining room, I ignored the food presented at the dining table. I walked to the fridge, got a big ice cream cup. Then I take it to the living room.
I watch movies and eat so much ice cream. Just half the movie I was watching, suddenly my phone rang a sign of a call coming in. Madame Lia's name was on the screen, I immediately picked her up.
"Hallo Madame Lia," I pressed the phone to the right ear.
"Hallo is also Miss Cecilia, how are you? Does Miss still remember me?" Ask Lady Lia across there. Lady Lia is one of my best clients.
"I'm good, Madam. Of course I still remember Lady Lia." Answer friendly.
"No, I'm not busy, ma'am. It just so happens that we are on a working holiday."
"Right, then, may I take Miss to see the show this afternoon."
"Of course you can, madam. I will come" I replied.
After deciding on the call with Madam Lia, I immediately stood up despite the difficulties, it seems like I ate too much ice cream.
Towards the room, I took a shower and prepared to meet with Lady Lia. Once completed. I'm going downstairs. Arriving at the main door, the Guards stood against me.
"Mr Jackson allowed me to leave, if you don't believe me, you can follow me." I answered trying to convince the guards. They exchanged glances, but eventually got into the car with me.
Arriving in front of the performance building, Madame Lia waved at me and I went straight to her. Madam Lia took me inside the Hall, sitting in the VIP row. Lady Lia took me to see a fashion show. When we entered, the show started. The models with the latest clothes bercatwalk one by one spread the charm of the beauty of the clothes they wear.
Guards stood in the front row to watch over me. Secretly, I borrowed the phone from Lady Lia to send Hadden a message.
All my movements were very neat and the bodyguards were not aware of it at all.
Now, I was alone sitting on the chair when Lady Lia said to go to the toilet.
"Listen-heard Miss Zea's pregnant, huh?" The question of someone in the front row seat was unintentionally heard. I glanced at him a little and watched him. Apparently, he was one of Brigita's friends who also hit me at that time.
"Yes. But pity, because Mr. Jackson cares more about his stash,"
"Cecilia mean?"
"Of course, who else is the cheap lady who keeps getting close to Mr. Jackson."
"The cheap woman is really shameless!" His saute was disgusted.
"Just calm down, look at it later, he will definitely receive his karma. After destroying someone else's household, I'm sure he'll also be destroyed."
"You're right, haha," both laugh.
I kept listening to their babble that vilified me. This time, I tried to be patient.