The CEO’s Ex-Wife Can’t Escape

The Ceo’s Ex-Wife Can’t Escape

Chapter 44: Tending to Him Airina gritted her teeth, looking at the man who was happily grinning at her and was carrying some boxes which seemed to be meals for her. She touched her stomach, feeling the growl of it but decided to neglect even if it means she didn’t eat dinner. What for is missing one meal when back then she couldn’t eat due to busy schedules.

Jackson approached her, giving the boxes to his assistant and extending his hand towards her.

“Milady,” he beamed at her, “Would you take my hand?”

Airina’s heart wavered for a while then she slapped his hand away, dismissing the pound of her heart. Merely, the man before her smiled and clicked his tongue without feeling disappointed.

From a distance, a black-clothed man adjusted his hat while uncannily wetting his lower under his mask.

“Take my hand, it’s dark at night. What if you stumble?” Jackson said, unnoticing the impending danger near them.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Airina warned him through his eyes, so he gave a faint agreement. He stood beside her, feeling someone rushing over them and covering Airina with his left hand. In a dash, the back-clothed man pulled out his knife, intending to stab Airina.

But Jackson faced the man around, seized his wrist and kicking his leg before twisting his hand behind his arm.

“AH!! You! …  Ah!, let go of me!”

Airina widened her eyes, holding her breath in both surprise and fear. She unhurriedly turned towards the man, who was trying to kill her using his knife. She swallowed her saliva roughly, hugging her arms uneasily.

Jackson’s assistant came over to their side. He wanted to help Jackson but the man in black clothes strongly pulled Jackson down. He then took the time to punch him on the face, causing him to fall down miserably. The man then scurried away in a dash. Jackson grunted, touching his arm in a painful way. When he gazed up, he saw that the CCTV was broken and the knife he had stolen was nowhere to be found.

“You..” Nervous, Airina stepped back with a dark frown on her face.

Jackson rose from the ground, ordering his assistant. “You may go now.”

The assistant wiped the blood from his lips, sighing deeply. “But, Sir, you…”

Jackson raised his hand calmly, “No need. I will take care of it, go.”

The assistant hesitantly went away with a deep sigh he heaved. Afterward, Airina faced Jackson who smiled at her as if assuring that he was fine. He faintly touched her arms and asked in a worried tone.

“Are you… are you hurt in any way?”

He wanted to check if she was hurt but then she sighed and grabbed his wrist. She pulled him inside her house, searching the first-aid kit the moment she saw a scratch on his palm due to the knife earlier.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes were watery as she scanned his small wound.

“Are you insane? Why would you do that without guarantying your life first?”

Jackson pondered, tenderly looking at her face – with both adoration and love. Unconsciously, his lips turned into a sweet smile as he stared into her. She was so pretty and lovely.

“Do you know how many people die from stabbing and their recklessness?” she sniffled, “People who don’t have anyone to take care of them when they get hospitalized is sad, do you know?! Besides, why would you try to put that man down alone when you don’t even know how to fight? Do you know how dangerous that is? What if you got hurt in the process?”

“Hm?”

“Do you not even think about yourself?”

Jackson smiled in happiness, “I wish I had been stabbed.”

Airina scoffed, looking at him in disbelief. “If you got stabbed, how long would you stay in the hospital? How will you be able to take care of yourself? If that knife had gone into your stomach, do you know the consequences?”

Jackson’s smile turned even wide, releasing a sound which was neither a laugh or a scoff – he was just happy he doesn’t know whether to laugh or smile.

“I don’t worry much.”

“You don’t worry? How can you not get concerned…” Airina became uncontrollable, her anger was growing.

But he cut her words, saying, “Aren’t you here to take care of me? Look, you’re sweaty which means you’re completely anxious.”

“Jackson!” “Yes, milady?” He tilted his head in a teasing manner, “Did this mere subject make a mistake?”