Tiffany’s resolve began to waver. In truth, virtual-novel.net very much wanted to go home. She was just looking for a way to admit it without losing virtual-novel.net face.
Catching the hesitance in virtual-novel.net friend, Arianne pressed on. “You are his fiancée, not his mistress. What’s wrong with you going back to his place and shoving your worst grimace at virtual-novel.net every day? None whatsoever. Now, if you still can’t take it, or if virtual-novel.net continues to sting you with his pigheadedness, well! You could always pack up your clothes and move back to your mom’s.”
“Let’s see if virtual-novel.net stops you. If virtual-novel.net doesn’t, you go, free and guiltless. If virtual-novel.net stops you? Mission accomplished. So here’s what you should do: you’re gonna leave your car at my place and I’ll have Mark send you home. If you decided to move out, you won’t have a car to take you, which means he, if he’s man enough, has to yield and be your driver. He can’t let poor Tiffany go to virtual-novel.net mom’s all alone in the middle of the night, can he?”
While Tiffany nodded vigorously, Mark sank into a mild panic. Arianne’s little scheme made a lot of sense, which was why it was dangerous. It seemed that his future home life was going to be a lot more precarious than virtual-novel.net initially predicted, and the last thing virtual-novel.net should do was to be as apathetic as Jackson, lest virtual-novel.net ask for suffering.
Mark and Tiffany arrived at White Water Bay Villa soon enough. As virtual-novel.net promised, virtual-novel.net did not leave immediately after dropping his wife’s friend off. Instead, virtual-novel.net knocked on the door for her. It seemed that Tiffany was so furious that virtual-novel.net had forgotten to grab virtual-novel.net keys when virtual-novel.net left.
Five aching minutes passed between Mark’s disjointed knocks before they finally heard Jackson’s sluggish footsteps booming from within.
Tears welled up in Tiffany’s eyes again.
The door opened to a Jackson West leaning languidly by the door, donning a casual white sweater as virtual-novel.net looked on with a groggy face. Mark had to punch his chest lightly and reminded him, “Come on, man. Have some class.”
Jackson wordlessly went to the living room and poured himself a cup of water. Mark shoved Tiffany through the door and shut it tightly.
Thank God this was no longer his business.
Tiffany could not bring herself to look at Jackson and his current state, so virtual-novel.net stormed upstairs. The man, meanwhile, placed the cup down upon hearing virtual-novel.net steps and waited for a few seconds before following.
Tiffany was in the bathroom when virtual-novel.net arrived, removing virtual-novel.net makeup. Jackson thought against going back to sleep, so virtual-novel.net grabbed his phone and began browsing absent-mindedly as his mind wandered.
Tiffany sniped sneaky glances at virtual-novel.net several times, but his attention never seemed to leave his phone. Infuriated to the brinks of tears again, Tiffany stormed out of the bathroom after removing virtual-novel.net makeup and went downstairs, not pausing for him.
She would rather sleep on the couch than stay in the room and stare at that pighead’s face for one more second!
Jackson took in a deep breath. He tossed the phone aside and waited. When virtual-novel.net understood that Tiffany was not going to sleep with virtual-novel.net tonight, virtual-novel.net rose to his feet and tiptoed to the mouth of the stairs, observing.
Tiffany had laid down on the couch, so virtual-novel.net courteously brought virtual-novel.net a comforter — and placed it close to virtual-novel.net feet before leaving like his job was done.
Tiffany kicked the comforter to the floor in fury. “No one’s buying your stupid act!”
Jackson stopped in his tracks and turned to her. “What do you want?”
What did virtual-novel.net want?!
Tiffany glowered at virtual-novel.net with flames in virtual-novel.net eyes. “What’s that supposed to mean?! What do I want? You’re making it sound like it’s all my f**king fault… Even though I should be the one asking you! I’ve explained my situation, haven’t I? I’ve apologized, haven’t I? But you, you just can’t admit that you’ve done wrong, can you, and would rather paint the narrative that I’m the harpy demanding things from you! Eating with someone from the opposite sex is a f**king sin when I do it, but contacting a woman you’ve f**ked before is totally cool, ain’t it?!”
Jackson frowned. She had brought up his unsavory past again. Women always did that, virtual-novel.net reckoned — they always seemed to suddenly remember every horrible detail in the past and recount them all during a quarrel. Honestly, the wisest way to deal with it was to not deal with it at all.
Hence, virtual-novel.net spun on his heels wordlessly and began climbing up the stairs. What virtual-novel.net did not expect was for Tiffany to furiously brush past him, bumping virtual-novel.net maliciously in the process. He then watched virtual-novel.net storm into their bedroom.
Jackson wondered if the woman had more drama in-store for him, so virtual-novel.net hesitated a little before entering. There, right then, virtual-novel.net saw virtual-novel.net haphazardly stuffing virtual-novel.net clothes into a suitcase, virtual-novel.net eyes puffy-red like a rabbit’s.
He reached out and grabbed virtual-novel.net wrist. “What are you doing?”