The CEO’s Ex-Wife Can’t Escape

To Love You Again, My Husband

Chapter 3: ProvocationText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

However, rather than feeling scared and dominated, Airina mockingly snickered which reached to his ears. Make her mine? Did he not even hear himself lying?

“Did you not hear me?” A husky voice came out of him.

Airina slightly bit her lower lip and then tapped his lower lip with her forefinger. She was proactively seducing him.

“Did you not hear YOURSELF?”

He frowned, “I do. I am completely sane, in fact.”

Airina attempted pushing him away but to no avail, his force shouldn’t be belittled. They had never once been intimate or close to each other. Yet experiencing it right now didn’t make her feel wonders.

However, Jackson was feeling differently. Her shoulders and collarbones were bare, even a little of her cleavage graced his desire while her waist incited his self-restraint. Her hair was donned beautifully he wanted to mess it up with his own hands. Not to mention to have her innocent eyes shed tears as he makes her mine. Her legs were so slender he wanted to squeeze and bite them.

“You’re deliberately provoking me, Airina.”

Airina held her breath under his hot gaze. She would be lying if she said she didn’t feel intimidated or embarrassed.

“I don’t know about that. You’re just like another man after all.”

Briefly, after she finished her words, his index finger stroked her lower lip agonizingly slow it caused her to twitch. It was fine if he grabbed her hand or kissed it, but his hand that threatened her to think straightly provoked her greatly. In terms of seduction and flirting, Jackson definitely surpassed her, who had only done it for the first time right now.

She gave his hand that was grabbing her waist a passing glance before sighing. Not only did she feel surprised, but she could also feel that his hands were becoming hotter as each second passed.

His strong grip prevented her from escaping so she looked down on his collar and smirked. She gulped her saliva and met his eyes, which were heated up with desire. It seemed that even without her doing anything, Jackson was turned on so much. With her free hand, she touched his chest under his suit and slowly made its way to his back as his grip heightened and he flinched at her touch.

“Did Nicole touch you like this?”

“… What?” a restrained breath was released.

“Or like this?”

Airina slowly caressed his rolling Adams Apple.

“Airina. Are you testing my patience?”

“I am questioning you.”

Jackson breathed out, frowning. “Do it for real and don’t be a coward.”

Airina’s eyes turned mocking. Before his lips could even touch hers, she blocked it with her palm and then forcefully pushed him away.

“I am neither a coward nor a seductress. Rather, I am just Airina Beverly.”

He narrowed his eyes, “Is this your way of revenge?” His low and hoarse voice tickled her ears.

“Not yet since I am not starting.”

“Are you still upset because of our divorce?”

She didn’t whether to laugh at his sudden worried voice. “Why do you care?”

If she had to be frank with him, it was thanks to his infidelity that she finally regained her true self and picked up what was best for her and Evan.

Airina cutely giggled, “Is that how you see it?” She then innocently tilted her head, as if not understanding his words.

“Absolutely.”

She shook her head in disagreement. “I can’t help it then.”

“Where are you going?” He witnessed as she grabbed her skirt.

“You’re smart so get my hint and get out because, in any way, you are not in the same league as mine.”

“You….”

Airina then walked past him while saying, “I am not into dishonest men, you see.”

Jackson held his breath while his eyes wavered. He was reminded of what he had told her the night of their divorce signing. He was incapable of chasing after Airina who had stopped him midway through her words.

Evan was the first person to notice his sister was back, hastily asking what happened on the balcony which she merely gave a smile to assure Evan. Among all those who knew her situation, Evan was the one who supported and had always detested Jackson.

Yet again, the tension which sparked when Airina and Jackson faced each other, dissipated with time. Airina scanned the area, smiling at the person who was strangely similar to Jackson – face-wise.

“Miss Beverly. I’ve heard of your accomplishments, and I have admired you from then onwards. Perhaps, do you recognize me?”

Airina blinked her eyes, “My apologies, I have a bad memory.”

The man understandably nodded his head and didn’t mind her for not knowing him.

He whispered, “I am Daniel Georgiñia. We’ve met each other at your wedding ceremony. Since I only stayed for a few minutes, it’s natural you didn’t see me.”

“You… Are you Jackson’s sibling?” Airina gaped.

Daniel shook his head and whispered, “We have different mothers.”

“Forgive me for not noticing that sooner.”

“No, no. That’s all right.”

Airina held a goblet in her hand, “Should we clink this goblet and forget that embarrassing situation had ever happened?”

Daniel delightfully laughed, “I’d love that.”

Oblivious to these two, Jackson’s angry eyes were fixated on them. He couldn’t understand that among all men, she had to smile prettily at Daniel. That lousy, stupid man?

The night deepened while some of the people bid their farewell. As for Airina and Evan, who were drunk, staggered. She touched her head, opening her phone. They decided to go home since they were tipsy and couldn’t manage well with socializing due to that. They arrived outside of the venue while unsteadily standing.

As she clumsily opened her phone, a man’s hand wrapped smoothly around her waist and breathed against her ears. She hiccupped, almost dropping her phone had it been not for the man who caught it before handing it over to her hand.

“Where’s your car?”

Airina knew that voice – It was Jackson. She didn’t want to get further entangled with him after that heartache, especially when she was yet to exact her revenge.

“Mhm, i-it’s the cheating ex-husband… ha, ha.” She almost hysterically laughed had it not been for her hiccupping.

Jackson narrowed his eyes. Airina… seemed to be more drunk than he thought.

Airina pushed him. “… Go away, (hiccup).”

She was hiccupping while speaking and Jackson’s head throbbed. “My car is here, let’s go.”

“I-I’m fine. I don’t need your help.”

Due to her drunkenness, she didn’t have the adequate strength to push him from her.

Jackson lifted his brow, “You’ll stumble if I let you go. I’ll take you home. Evan, come here.” Evan squinted his eyes, looking at where Jackson was pointing, and aimlessly climbed inside ineptly.

Airina grumbled but couldn’t refute him since Evan had already gone inside his car. Besides, the effect of the champagne was quite strong. She pursed her lips which Jackson noticed, then he lifted his hand near her lips.

His frown got deeper when their eyes met then he spoke, “Bite my finger if you want to bite something.”

Airina glared at him, leaning forward.

“Ah…” Jackson blinked his eyes, speechless. Her bite was so faint he could barely feel it. He smirked. “If I had known, I would have let you bite my lips.”