The CEO’s Ex-Wife Can’t Escape

The Ceo’s Ex-Wfie Can’t Escape

Chapter 52: You Hate Me

Airina, looking down on the eating while purring Gly, the cat given to the man named Jackson. Although she wasn’t sure if it was really him, she knew that there would be no one sane to send someone gifts like this. Resting her head on her knee, she heard a commotion from her door. It was between Mrs. Staun and a man – whose voice sounded familiar.

The man spoke rather gently, “A-Ah, no. I am fine, I just…”

“Young Man, just get inside. My employer isn’t usually at home this hour so I could give you some water. You don’t need to be so wary,” Mrs. Staun laughed merrily, “I hadn’t seen someone as persistent like you, young, handsome man. You’ve waited for a long time for someone to open the door, right? So just get in and take a rest. Maybe just a little five minutes.”

Airina, not knowing what she was feeling, stood up from her seat. Her movement was heard from the outside and the alarmed Jackson was about to run away when Mrs. Staun held his wrist, and mischievously smiled.

“Young Man, forgive me but I didn’t know Madame is here,” Airina opened the door in that exact moment, looking at them both in bewilderment. Mrs. Staun continued with, “Ah, Madame. You’re here.”

Airina moved her gaze towards Jackson who was clearly wanting to run away from the situation but due to the hold captive of his hand, he couldn’t. Other than that, he didn’t want to hurt or offend this old lady. However, seeing Airina’s furious face made it clear that she didn’t want to see him ever again.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Airina fluctuated at the sight of Jackson appearing before her after a long time. She didn’t know he had affected her so deeply that not being able to see him for almost a month made her eagerly waiting for his return, his light yet affectionate touch, his sweet smile etched vividly in her mind, and those sneak peeks he did while she was eating. Even when he was cooking, the light yet happy smile on his face was the testament that he was happy being with her.

But how come that making her waver when she shouldn’t had been so, left her waiting and anticipating? How come she couldn’t even point a blame to him?

She turned around, roughly wiping the tear that had left from her eye. Mrs. Staun noticed how her faced changed and she didn’t need any word to confirm that there was something between this young man and her madame. The best thing to do now was to help them reconcile. She smiled at Jackson, pushing him inside even when he tried to stop her and then closed the door with a loud thud which made Jackson flinch.

Upon moving towards Airina as he was left without choice, he scratched his head, gathering the courage to greet her.

However, he was cut off by the trembling voice of Airina – which seemed to be on the verge of breaking down.

“H-how… why did you come back? Didn’t you always leave?” She lowered her gaze, fanning her hot face and trying to prevent the tears that had threatened to fall.

Jackson was surprised to hear her sad voice so he ultimately swirled around to face her and hastily wiped her tears away from her eyes using his thumb. Airina, despite that she was shocked, disregarded his hand from her face but he didn’t obey, only putting it back.

“Why are you crying again?”

Yet again, seeing her cry was the only thing that had extinguished the wariness from his heart. Rather, he was showered with concern as to why Airina was shedding tears again.

He opened his mouth, reluctant. “D-do… you want a hug?,” then realizing that his question might have offended her, he rushed into correcting and adding, “I-I mean, if you want, uhm, console from me, if you are willing, I can give you a hug. As long it’s fine for you.” He cracked a gentle smile.

Airina sniffled, allowing him to wipe her tears and brushing her hair away from her face.

She asked, “I don’t need you to take care of me.”

Jacksom merely laughed, “I know, you can definitely take care of yourself just fine. I just… want to help. Like Mrs. Staun does, she cooks, cleans, fold your clothes…”

“So, you’ve been here a lot of times, but you didn’t come to see me?”

Jackson froze, widening his eyes after realization hits him.

“Wh-what I mean to say is…”

She glared at him, “Did you come here without my permission or not?”

“… N-no, let me explain.”

Airina lifted her brow, “Jackson. Yes or No.”

“… That….”

“You can’t pick?”

He stuttered, “No, I mean, yes I did.”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

He blinked his eyes, his cold sweats running on his spine downwards due to nervousness. “I couldn’t, I didn’t dare.”

“Why?” Airina frowned, not understanding why he stopped on informing her.

“Because you hate me.”