Chapter 184 Jackson Still Wore His Wedding Ring
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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