Chapter 21 She Just Wanted a Kiss
The car pulled up to Shirley’s building. Lillian unbuckled her seatbelt, but her clothes got caught at the corner, and she couldn't pull it open.
"Let me see." Barry leaned over and helped her open the seatbelt.
"Alright!." He smiled at Lillian. They were very close for a moment.
Feeling uncomfortable, Lillian quickly showed gratitude, got out of the car, and waved through the car window as Barry drove off. "Take care on the road."
The old neighborhood's driveway was narrow, and Lillian watched Barry safely drive the car out before entering the building.
The sky had completely darkened and the voice-activated lights were malfunctioned, Lillian was about to use her phone for light when a strong force suddenly wrapped around her waist.
"Oh!" Lillian exclaimed as her back hit the wall heavily.
"Are you reluctant to part? Is he the next man you've found? Fool, what makes you think he's a good person?" Jackson's voice was cold.
Lillian recognized the voice, her legs went weak, sliding down before being held against the wall by Jackson's waist.
She stared at his blurry face, feeling annoyed, and retorted, "So what if he is? Even if he's not good, he's better than you!"
"Mrs. Frane, don't forget that we're not divorced yet!"
Lillian froze, realizing Jackson had misunderstood.
She instinctively wanted to explain, but before she could speak, Jackson's cold voice interrupted, "So eager for company, no wonder an eighteen-year-old dared to climb into my bed!"
Tears welled up in Lillian's eyes. She held back her tears. "Yeah, so please sign the agreement and let each other go!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Jackson pinched her chin.
"Besides divorce, you have nothing else to say to me, right?"
Lillian's lips curled slightly. "Yes. You even won't kiss me. Can you truly be considered a husband?"
Jackson's aura lowered, his fingers under her chin lifted slightly. His thumb and forefinger exerted a little force, causing Lillian's lips to involuntarily open, like a fish out of water.
"So, you just need a kiss? Fine, I'll indulge you."
Lillian's heart pounded, but tears filled her eyes.
Since she entered the Frane family at the age of eight, and Jackson told her she belonged to him, Lillian had always yearned for such a kiss, but she had never received one. What she desired was a kiss brimming with love, not the humiliating torment she faced at this moment.
The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the dim corridor, and the malfunctioning sensor light suddenly illuminated the entire corridor, casting a faint glow on Jackson's sullen face.
The sensor light silently went out again, and an oppressive atmosphere pervaded the corridor, making Lillian feel suffocated.
Finally, Jackson let her go, said nothing, and walked out of the building.
"I think I saw Jackson's car. Did he drive you back?" Shirley asked loudly as soon as Lillian entered.
Lillian sat on the sofa, changing the bandage. When she thought about the recent slap, her hand trembled slightly as she held the cotton swab.
"You're so clumsy. Don't move! Let me do it!" Shirley hurried over, took the cotton swab, and carefully treated Lillian.
Lillian smiled. "Shirley, I don't know what I'd do without you."
When she was young, Bob would often abuse alcohol and abuse her, and Lillian would often seek refuge at Shirley's place.
Shirley's parents favored boys and didn't intervene much with Shirley, so Shirley saved her food for Lillian. They formed a bond in hardship, like sisters. Whenever Lillian encountered a problem she couldn't solve, she would ask Shirley .
"Jackson refuses to sign the divorce papers." Lillian sighed.
"He doesn't want you, but you can't let go of him first. The more arrogant a man is, the more he's like this. Jackson is just an ordinary man!" Shirley shook her head, feeling sorry for Lillian, whose eyes dimmed.
Lillian thought so. Jackson wouldn't miss her, let alone suddenly fall in love with her. It was just a blow to his ego.
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