Chapter 335 A Slap In The Face

Hester was so flustered that the pillow fell from her right hand. Had she been staying here all night? Last night, she felt a little dizzy after drinking a glass of ginger syrup in the dining room. A few minutes later, she fainted away on the table.

But as for what happened after that, no matter how hard she tried, she recalled nothing.

"What the hell have you done to me?"

Facing her question, Jackson looked at her leisurely with his hands crossed in front of his chest. He sighed deeply as something unusual flashed across his eyes.

"How did you grow up with such a short temper?"

With these words, he raised his head slightly, indicating her to look at the washbasin on the table. He shook his head and seemed to be dissatisfied with her misunderstanding of the whole situation.

"Don't worry. I have done nothing inappropriate or wrong. That's why I spent the whole night here. Don't worry!"

Hester furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at the direction of the washbasin. Her heart trembled a bit, and a complex feeling sank deep into her mind.

"Did you look after me the whole night?" she asked in surprise.

"It's as plain as the nose on your face. Don't such me such a naïve question," he sulked.

Jackson raised his eyebrows and looked into her eyes. He put his hands on his neck and massaged it softly. He closed his eyes and felt tired after having taken good care of a girl all night.

"Since you are all right now, I will let my assistant send you back! You can take a day off today. Have a good rest and get better as soon as possible. Don't let my efforts wasted,"

he said to her and then yawned.

"I see. Thank you, Mr. Jackson."

Hester sat on the bed, holding the quilt tightly and thanked him in a soft tone. Unconsciously, their relationship had changed. It seemed that they were no longer strangers.

Jacksen just felt extremely tired after spending the night taking good take of her. He yawned lazily and told her some matters needing her close attention, afraid that she would forget them.

"I told my assistant to buy some new clothes for you. They are on the bed and I hope you like them. Get dressed and leave. I'm tired. I'm going back to my room. Goodbye," said Jackson.

A lump came into Hester's noise when she looked at the quilt. She had had no experience of being taken care of since the death of Mrs. Qi.

When she was a little girl, Brother Austin was always good to her. She had felt dependent on him, although sh

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

saw a beautiful figure walking down the stairs and coming to them. She clenched her fist with anger burning in her chest. That women was in their house!

Melody looked at Hester with an arrogant smile, touching her belly with her hand, and walked down the stairs slowly. She felt great when she heard the quarrel between Hester and Terence downstairs.

When she heard about the divorce agreement, she couldn't help but go down the stairs to personally witness the ending of their relationship, which surely would mean so much to her. By the way, she could show her unborn baby to Hester and told her who was the winner and the loser.

"Hester, you're finally back. I was worried about you the whole night!" She just pretended to be nice and kind.

Things changed so quickly that before Hester could respond, Melody had already come to her and gripped her right hand tightly. Hester felt a terrible pain on her wrist, and found Melody's sharp fingernails have sunk deep into her flesh.

Hester furrowed his eyebrows and pushed her away. She was just disgusted by Melody's affected kindness. She wondered how Melody could keep pretending to be somebody else she was not day by day. Would there be an end to this?

"Stay away from me, and don't touch me ever! I'm warning you," Hester shouted at her.

"Ah!" Melody screamed and stepped back. With a screech, she lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground. However, before she could hit the ground, she was rescued by a familiar figure.

The figure came to her rescue almost at the speed of light.

It was Terence. He took Melody in his arms, and then slapped Hester in her face hard.