Chapter 743
"Jackson." Lillian's voice was soft, but it sent a shiver down Jackson's spine.
But Jackson seemed much better than the cold Mr. Frane; at least it showed that Lillian hadn't completely denied their past.
Jackson watched Lillian's eyelashes tremble rapidly; she was looking extremely nervous, and his eyes deepened.
But he still used all his self-control to leave her soft body that drove him crazy before he completely lost control.
He sat up and reached out to pull Lillian up as well.
Lillian sat up, slightly panting, and tidied her messy hair.
She tucked her hair behind her ear and inadvertently glanced at Jackson's spread legs, her cheeks instantly burning as she hurriedly turned her head.
She cursed him in her heart, calling him a rogue, a jerk, and shameless.
"Are you cursing me inwardly?" Jackson's deep, husky voice suddenly sounded beside her.
Lillian was startled, "No!"
She denied it flatly, and Jackson chuckled lightly, not convinced.
"I'm a normal man. From the time you got pregnant until now, we haven't had any sex. Do you know how long that is?"
Listening to his extremely aggrieved and accusatory words, Lillian's face and even her neck started to burn.
She interrupted him in embarrassment and anger, "Shut up! If you can't hold it in, go find someone else."
What did it have to do with her!
Besides, wasn't it all his own doing? She wouldn't feel sorry for him.
However, Lillian's words obviously angered Jackson again.
In a whirlwind, Jackson forcefully pulled her into his arms and laid her down on his lap.
Before she could finish her words, his kiss came down overwhelmingly, putting an end to her annoying words.
The kiss was aggressive, and Lillian instinctively struggled, but her leg seemed to touch something it shouldn't have, and a low, husky groan escaped from Jackson's lips as they tangled.
The kiss stopped abruptly, then deepened with more desire.
Lillian didn't dare to move, forced to endure his plundering and wildness.
Lillian felt like a fish on a grill, hot all over, gasping for breath but only getting more thoroughly roasted.
It wasn't until she was really out of breath, her eyes filled with mist, that Jackson finally let her go.
For a moment, the enclosed backseat was filled with the intertwined sounds of a man and woman's heavy breathing, extremely suggestive.
Lillian's long hair was disheveled, and she lay limply on Jackson's lap, pressed by him.
She shamefully wanted to get up, but Jackson suddenly reached out and pinched her chin.
Jackson looked down at her, warning her. "Lillian, listen to me. I can accept you not forgiving or accepting me for now, but I can't accept you pushing me to other women!"
What Lillian said felt like a barbed knife to him, stabbing into his body and tearing out his insides.
Especially since he had just heard Star say those things in the parking lot.
And he didn't even dare to ask Lillian face-to-face if she had really said those things to Star.
What did he mean to her now?
Lillian was really scared of him, and inexplicably, she felt a bit guilty.
She nodded at him, "I understand."
Jackson's hand on her chin moved to her lips.
He wiped away the crystal-clear moisture from her swollen, red lips with his finger before leaning back and giving her space.
Lillian immediately propped herself up on the seat, moved towards the window, and opened it.
The cool breeze blew in, dispersing the heat all over her body.
The rest of the way, neither of them spoke.
When the car finally stopped at the restaurant, Jackson had calmed down, but the feeling of being repeatedly aroused without release was truly painful.
Terry had booked the restaurant, which was clearly a couple's restaurant.
The surroundings were quiet, the private rooms were secluded, and there were many ambient lights and romantic flowers.
The sofa in front of the dining table was just one.
Soft and comfortable, with brightly colored cushions, it was wide and long enough, seemingly convenient for couples to lie down at any time while dining.
Lillian entered the private room and felt that the restaurant was not very proper.
She glanced at Jackson.
Jackson also looked surprised. He glanced around and then looked at her.
"Terry booked this restaurant. If you don't like it, we can change."
Lillian didn't want to waste time. After asking about Taylor, if it was really as she thought, she wanted to see Taylor herself.
She shook her head, "No need to trouble ourselves, let's just stay here."
Jackson nodded, motioning for her to take off her cardigan. He took it and hung it up for her before they both sat down.
There were no waiters, but a small white robot with a round head and a heart-shaped headband on top of its head suddenly lit up its eyes when it detected them sitting down. It twisted its neck and walked over to them with its short legs.
"I am Cupid, the god of love. I have two questions for you. If you answer them correctly, you can eat. If you get them wrong, your reservation will be canceled."
A cute, childish voice sounded.
Lillian stared at the little robot in amazement and smiled. "Go ahead."
Cupid tilted its head, "Do you like the handsome gentleman in front of you?"
Lillian was speechless. What kind of question was that?
She instantly felt that the little robot wasn't so cute anymore.
Just as she was about to speak, Jackson leaned in and reminded her in her ear.
"This is a couple's restaurant. If you get the question wrong, we might really not get to eat."
Lillian was speechless.
She really didn't believe it. She pushed Jackson away and said to Cupid, "No, I don't like him!"
"Wrong answer. Please accept the punishment."
Accompanied by the little robot's unhappy voice, a balloon not far from Lillian suddenly exploded, startling her.
She was a bit amused and annoyed, and Cupid tilted its head to look at Jackson.
"This gentleman who is not liked, do you like the beautiful lady in front of you?"
Jackson looked at Lillian, and Lillian inexplicably felt like she was being asked if she would be faithful at a wedding.
Lillian's cheeks flushed slightly, and she picked up her water cup to cover it up, only to find that she wasn't even allowed to drink water without first answering the question with the set answer.
"I like her, very much." Jackson's deep, magnetic voice sounded, and Lillian pretended to nonchalantly put the cup down.
"Wow, Great! This lady, if you answered the next one correctly, you can eat."
Cupid's round head turned, its eyes turning into two hearts as it looked at Lillian.
"Lady, when it's late at night and you're lonely, do you close your eyes and think of the handsome gentleman who deeply likes you?"
Lillian was silent.
'Nowadays, even robots are so lewd!' she thought.
She gritted her teeth, "I choose to answer the previous question again!"
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