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Chapter 78: Keeping Her Old Clothes
To Love You Again, My Husband
Chapter 78: Keeping Her Old Clothes Airina’s POV
If you were thinking that we do something romantic for that night, we didn’t. My mother called, nagging, and telling me what happened. Evan also pledged that he would kill Jackson when he meets him, and if that wasn’t enough, the directors want explanations from me.
That night was hectic so both of us can’t get into the mood. In the end, we just lied on the bed and slept as if there’s no tomorrow.
I groggily woke up, groaning and rethinking my life decisions. Last night, I made a to-do list so before anything else, I should go to Halton group and make an explanation. The media was pressing both of the companies that I am neither one of their spies but the netizens think that I just faked my divorce with Jackson, therefore, I was sent to the Halton group to spy and report everything to Jackson.
Well, if I was one of the spectators, I would have believed the same thing.
Upon washing up, it finally hit me that I didn’t carry any clothes with me so I had to tiptoe and open Jackson’s cabinet only to find a few clothes of a woman. My clothes, to be precise. All of these were worn during when we had dinners alongside his parents. Since he didn’t want to make me ugly and unpresentable, he purchased a few of them.
When I moved out, I left them here to move on. I was deeming he had thrown them but from the looks of it, he had them taken care of.
There wasn’t a dust on them. When I slipped my hand to the end of the cabinet, I felt a frame which I frowned upon and pulled it out.
It was a small frame, but I was stunned when I saw it.
“What are you looking at?” he glanced to what I was holding and cleared his throat.
“I told you that I have our frame hidden, too. Did you forget?”
I shook my head, “… I did, for a moment. I was just surprised finding it beneath my clothes.”
He let out a chuckle then he blinked his eyes, looking down on me. I instantly covered my chest, not giving him the consent to stare at my body.
“I’m sorry for staring but… isn’t this my shirt?”
I shyly laughed and stammered, “I-I mean, I don’t have any clothes with me so, I.. I will wash it, okay?”
I noticed his grin widening. Currently, I am wearing a big white shirt of him, but is it hideous?
I gulped my saliva, “Do I look weird?”
“… You look, ahem. Anyway, you left some undergarments, too if you don’t recall.”
I darkly frowned at him then he suddenly lifted his hands as if surrendering.
“I promise it wasn’t intentional that I found them,” his cheeks were now slightly red, “T-they’re in the same drawer.”
I felt my cheeks heating up, so I pushed him outside the bedroom, “Get-get out, you pervert!”
“I didn’t do anything wrong,” he teased, “Oh, and you also have some bra there.”
“I know, ok. Ju-just stop, argh!”
I don’t know why but I feel embarrassed for some reason. How could he keep those things? What if I didn’t return to him, will another woman wear them instead of me? Shoot, what am I thinking so wildly.
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After the breakfast and all, Jackson took me the Halton group with a peck to my cheek.
The real fight begins now because Nicole made an entrance and an advantage that I could take as an opportunity to defeat Georginia group.
Upon arriving inside, I had expected the gossips and whispers but all I could feel were the mocking gazes and humiliating words that were said every time I passed by them.
I clenched my fists, managing my complexion. Jackson told me if I can’t do it, I should come back to him or best that I don’t do anything at all. Yet I refuse to let him do all the work. Jackson will be facing the media tomorrow while today, he will deal with the company and his family first.
“Feeling distressed?”
I didn’t even sense that Matthew was inside the elevator, causing me to slightly gasp in surprise.
“… How come you’re here?”
He scoffed at me, “This is my company, but I am not allowed to go in and out of the elevators? Come on, you’re irking me.”
I don’t have time to get involved with him for I am stressed about to better say.
“Don’t worry, those directors won’t be able to chew more than they could.”