Chapter 183 A Man No One Dared to Provoke
Jackson stood there for a long time, watching coldly as she was bullied and put in danger.
Lillian felt a chill in her heart, which quickly turned into anger. She struggled fiercely and slapped the middle-aged man who was pulling her hard across the face.
The man was momentarily stunned by the blow, then erupted in anger.
"How dare you hit me, you wretch!"
He raised his hand to strike Lillian, who tightly shut her eyes.
However, the slap never landed; instead, she heard a scream.
Lillian opened her eyes, and she saw Jackson's tall figure standing in front of her.
Jackson twisted the middle-aged man's arm. Although his expression was cold and indifferent, his presence intimidated the troublemakers, who dared not make a move.
"Let go of me." The man whose wrist was being twisted struggled, but Jackson kicked him away.
The man was sent flying, crashing into the wall and falling to the ground.
Jackson reached out, and the man who had taken Lillian's phone carefully placed it back in his palm.
"Get lost!" Jackson yelled.
With a cold gaze, Jackson scanned the group, making it clear that he was someone not to be messed with. They quickly helped the man in pain up and left in a sorry state.
Lillian kept her head down. After feeling Jackson's gaze on her, she finally looked up.
She intended to say something, but then she noticed Wendy and Daisy approaching behind Jackson.
Lillian didn't want to get involved with them, so she furrowed her brows, took her phone back from Jackson's hand, and said, "Thanks. Wendy and Daisy are looking for you. You should go... What are you doing?"
Before she could finish her sentence, Jackson grabbed her wrist.
He pulled her towards the exit, with Wendy and Daisy calling out behind them.
"Jackson!"
"Jackson, where are you going? Come back!"
Without looking back, Jackson seemed to ignore them. Lillian thought he hadn't seen or heard them, so she tugged her hand to remind him.
Lillian said, "They are calling you."
Jackson said, "I'm not deaf."
Lillian fell silent.
Wendy said, "Daisy, look."
Wendy watched as they disappeared, then leaned on Daisy's shoulder, her eyes red with tears.
Daisy, with a serious expression, stared in the direction of the door, comforting Wendy.
"Wendy, don't be upset. It's not good for the baby in your belly."
"However, it seems like Jackson doesn't want to divorce Lillian, let alone get engaged to me. There should still be feelings between him and her. He walked away with Lillian without even looking back at me, and you saw it all."
Tears streamed down Wendy's face, and she wiped them away, showing a struggle on her face.
Wendy said, "Daisy, I don't want to be a homewrecker. Maybe I should just get rid of the baby in my belly."
Daisy still hoped that Wendy's baby could save Jeffrey, so she immediately held Wendy's hand tightly upon hearing this.
Daisy said, "Nonsense! Just now, Jackson agreed to the engagement in front of Lillian. It must be something she did again. He was momentarily swayed by her out of old feelings. Wendy, she came tonight to ruin the engagement! You already have Jackson's baby; if anyone is meddling, it's her trying to meddle between you and him."
Wendy said, "But just now, Jackson still didn't agree to get engaged to me..."
Just now, in front of Lillian, Jackson went along with her and Daisy's intentions, even saying he would send a wedding invitation to Lillian.
Wendy believed it, feeling pleasantly surprised.
However, as soon as they returned to the private room when Daisy brought up the engagement again, Jackson's demeanor changed, and he directly stated there would be no engagement, then left.
It was then that Wendy realized he never intended to get engaged to her; it was all just to provoke Lillian.
Watching Jackson walk away with Lillian, Wendy's heart was filled with bitterness and resentment at that moment.
"Don't worry, I will speak up for you. I will definitely make sure Jackson divorces Lillian," Daisy assured.
Chapter 184 Jackson Still Wore His Wedding Ring</Chapter>
Meanwhile, Jackson pulled Lillian to the parking lot, and he opened the passenger door.
However, Lillian stood still, looking at Jackson.
"I can go back by myself. Isn't it inappropriate for you to leave your fiancée, Wendy, like this?"
She couldn't understand Jackson's actions. He was supposed to be discussing engagement with Wendy tonight, yet he left Wendy behind and took her away.
Was he schizophrenic, acting like this one moment and another the next?
"I'm not divorced yet, so how can there be a fiancée?" Jackson looked down at Lillian with a mocking gaze.
"However, didn't you just say you were going to send me a wedding invitation?" Lillian was puzzled.
Jackson sneered. "Wasn't that what you said first?"
"I didn't," she retorted instinctively, meeting his cold gaze.
Then she realized that she had indeed asked both Wendy and herself not to forget to send her a wedding invitation, and Jackson happened to overhear it. She clenched her fingers unconsciously.
Was Jackson deliberately trying to provoke her with his words?
Lillian was annoyed as she asked, "So, weren't you supposed to meet the parents for engagement today?"
Jackson chuckled sarcastically. "Bigamy is a crime that leads to jail."
Upon hearing this, Lillian suddenly felt relieved. It was then that she realized she couldn't genuinely bless him and Wendy, nor was she as indifferent as she thought.
Lillian said, "Got it."
"Are you getting in the car by yourself, or should I help you?" Jackson frowned, showing impatience.
Without further refusal, Lillian lowered her head and got into the car.
Jackson sat in the driver's seat, and Lillian wrinkled her nose, asking, "You've been drinking. Can you drive?"
There was a faint smell of alcohol on him.
With one hand, Jackson drove the car out of the parking space without looking at her, replying lightly, "I haven't been drinking."
Lillian was puzzled once again. She had just seen York offer him a drink.
If Jackson really intended to marry Wendy, how could he refuse York's toast?
It seemed that the engagement was indeed a farce.
Lillian suspected that Wendy and Grace deliberately led her to the restroom to say those things, and Wendy and Daisy also deceived her later.
Lillian relaxed her brows and unconsciously exhaled a breath that had been stuck in her chest.
After realizing her happiness, Lillian bit her tongue, finding the situation quite amusing.
Although she had said she would let go and be free, her mind was still entangled. Moreover, Jackson only said he wouldn't get engaged now because she and he hadn't officially divorced yet.
It didn't mean he wouldn't get engaged and married to Wendy in the future.
It was just a matter of time, so what was there for her to be so excited about? It was truly pathetic.
"The address."
Jackson's cold voice brought Lillian back to reality, and she provided the address.
It was the address of the new apartment she and Shirley had rented, which Jackson had never visited.
Only then did he glance at Lillian and ask, "Why aren't you living in Barry's apartment anymore?"
Lillian shot him a look.
With a light chuckle, Jackson didn't press further. After all, she had moved out of Barry's apartment, which pleased him.
He said in a softer voice, "I don't know the way, so you navigate."
"Okay."
Lillian leaned over to operate the navigation system, and the voice guidance started.
The car drove smoothly, and the atmosphere inside was unusually calm for the first time in a while.
Perhaps it was because both she and Jackson had decided to let go and were making efforts towards that goal, so their interaction was less tense and anxious.
She took out a wet tissue, wiping her phone and hands.
As Lillian thought back to slapping that person earlier, she felt a sticky and disgusting sensation on her hands. She carefully cleaned herself, then thought of how Jackson had twisted that person's hand, so she asked, "Do you want to clean up too?"
She handed a wet tissue to Jackson.
Unexpectedly, Jackson didn't take it but instead reached out to her, saying, "I'm driving."
He meant for her to do it for him.
Lillian instantly regretted her unnecessary action when she looked at his slender hand reaching out.
However, if she didn't help now, it would be awkward, making her seem ungrateful and melodramatic.
After a moment's hesitation, Lillian took Jackson's hand and carefully wiped his palm and fingers with the wet tissue.
As she wiped his ring finger, her movements gradually slowed, and her gaze fell on the ring on his finger.
"Why are you still wearing your wedding ring?"
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