Chapter 147 Who Truly Cared About Him
Mary also knew that some things couldn't be said, and she had just accidentally let it slip. She immediately nodded and said, "That's true. However, she has always been disobedient since she was young, so I still have to rely on you."
"Don't worry. I'll remind Rose to send the money when I go back." Wendy lowered her voice and whispered in Mary's ear, "If Lillian finds out about her background, do you think she will send you to jail?"
Mary's face turned pale and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
At night, the atmosphere in a private room of Sky Gate Club was luxurious.
Jackson and Mike finished their business and sat back in their chairs drinking.
Mike raised his glass and said, "In the past two years, you and Henry have been abroad, so we haven't gathered much. It's rare for us to be together today, and when Henry comes back, we must have another good gathering."
Henry mentioned by Mike was Henry Price from the Price family, which was a well-established family. Henry's parents were also Jackson's godparents.
Henry, Mike, Jackson, and Gray grew up together.
Gray nodded and said, "That's true. Henry is busier than Jackson. Last time I went to Australia to shoot an ad and wanted to see him, he didn't even have time for me."
Jackson furrowed his brow slightly, raised his glass, and drank it all in one go.
Seeing that Jackson's mood seemed to worsen and he was not interested in their conversation, Mike leaned over and asked, "Jackson, have you and Lillian made up yet?"
Jackson glanced at him and said, "You don't understand. Even if we argue, our relationship is still good."
Mike sighed silently, understanding the bit of pride Jackson had. "Alright, your relationship is good, but constantly arguing can damage it. It's been many days now."
Jackson silently thought to himself, ‘It has been 29 days since she first mentioned divorce.’
"Do you want me to help you?" Mike asked.
Normally, Jackson would not entertain such advice. But today, he unexpectedly looked at Mike and raised an eyebrow.
Mike found it amusing in his heart. He thought, 'Jackson can't keep pretending to be calm anymore.'
He immediately put down his glass and became serious. "If you can't coax Lillian, you have to pull out all the stops. That means you have to pretend to be miserable. As long as she still cares a bit about you, she will soften. Moreover, Lillian cares a lot about you. If you feel a little uncomfortable, she will be anxious and worried."
Jackson thought Mike had some good ideas, but when he heard this, he withdrew his gaze, lacking interest.
In the past, Lillian was very caring and attentive to him. When he was slightly ill, which he didn't take seriously, she would stay up all night, never leaving his side. But now she was much colder.
He had even pretended to have a blood disease before, but she didn't even bother to stay a few more days at the Peace Mansion.
Mike was still brainstorming. "l message Lillian now, saying that you have had too much to drink and ask her to come pick you up. When she arrives, you pretend to be drunk and then sleep with her. Tomorrow you two will make up. How about that?"
Jackson raised his glass and drank the liquid in it, smirking. "Not a bad idea, but don't bring it up next time."
Mike shrugged, just as his female companion twisted her waist and called him over. Seeing that Jackson didn't want to talk anymore, he got up and left. But when he reached the pool table, he still took out his phone, took a picture, and sent it to Lillian.
He had done his best. Whether the plan would succeed depended on how much weight Jackson held in Lillian's heart.
Little did he know that as soon as he put down his phone, Gray approached.
Gray glanced at Mike's screen and also took a picture to send to Wendy.
"What are you doing? Don't send it randomly." Mike said.
"Are you the only one allowed to send? Jackson should also see who cares about him," Gray said.
Mike tried to retrieve the phone, but Wendy's reply had already popped up in the chat box.
Wendy: [Has Jackson had too much to drink? I'll be there soon, please take care of him for me.]
Mike fell silent.
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