Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1139 Meeting Logan

When she thought of her tragic fate, Deanna pursed her lips and suppressed the urge to cry, forcing herself to hold back her tears.

What was she supposed to do?

Jacky thought of stopping, but he could not bring himself to do so.

If he wanted to stop, then he would have stopped long ago. He would not have waited until then.

After kissing for a little while longer, Jacky finally pulled away. He seemed to be in a good mood that day. After taking a look at the food, he walked over and sat down. He took a bite of his food and looked at the dumbfounded Deanna, saying, "Come over and eat."

Deanna thought for a moment. She had to eat in order to replenish her strength.

Deanna turned around and picked up the steamed bun that had fallen to the ground. She did not mind that it was dirty. If she was at home, then she would definitely not have picked it up. However, at that point she was willing to eat anything.

She briefly brushed the dirt away and was about to put it in her mouth when Jacky said, "It's dirty."

Deanna raised her head to look at Jacky. Her lips were red and swollen after Jacky's kiss, and her cheeks were puffed up. When he saw her appearance, he gulped. He looked away and exhaled deeply. He picked up a steamed bun and handed it to Deanna. "Here, eat this one. Give me yours."

Deanna knew that her reaction was usually slow, but at that time, that was not the case. She truly did not understand what Jacky meant.

Right then, Deanna could not tell whether he was telling the truth or whether he was lying.

"Are you dumb?" Jacky reached out for the steamed bun in her hands and put it aside. He then gave her a fresh bun and said, "Have this one."

Deanna slowly wiped her hands and accepted the steamed bun. She looked at Jacky with a face full of suspicion but she did not say anything. She took a bite of her steamed bun hesitantly, not daring to taste the other dishes on the table.

Deanna was scared out of her wits. Right then, she felt that as long as she obeyed his words, she could do anything.

If she threw a fit, then he would kick her out of the wooden hut. There were a lot of mosquitoes outside, and the mosquitoes there were much bigger than the flies. If she was bitten, then it would take a long time before the itch went away.

She did not want to get bitten by any mosquitoes again.

Deanna swallowed the steamed bun and said, "My brother is rich, and he keeps his promises. Don't worry. I'm sure he'll give you a lot of money." Jacky took a bite of the food and served it to her, mouth-to-mouth. He waited for her to open her mouth.

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After a while, Deanna opened her mouth and swallowed the food Jacky had given her. She neither thought about rejecting it, nor did she know how to handle the situation. However, when she saw the plate of meat on the table, she drooled at the sight of it.

When Jacky saw that Deanna was finally eating, he took a bite of his steamed bun.

Jacky rested his elbow on the table and crossed his legs underneath the table. He was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons unfastened. It exposed a large portion of his chest.

However, Deanna was not interested in it at all because Zorion, too, was very hunky.

"Do you know how to drink?" Jacky stood up. He picked up a bottle of white wine and placed a glass on the table.

Deanna had never tried any alcohol before, so she shook her head and said, "No, I don't."

"You're from a rich family. How could you not know how to drink?" Jacky's dark gaze swept across Deanna. It was as if he did not believe her words. Deanna explained, "My brother does not allow me to drink. The same goes for my parents. So, I usually resort to drinking fruit juice."

"Fruit juice?" Jacky found it amusing. Deanna lowered her head and took a bite of her steamed bun. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

"Do you want me to prepare some juice for you then?" Jacky asked. Deanna hurriedly shook her head. "There's no need for that. I'm good."

"In that case, drink with me. Just one sip. I'll give you three meals today."

"I really do not know how to drink." Deanna hurriedly shook her head. She managed to eat one steamed bun and a few pieces of meat. She knew that she would not starve to death that day, so she did not want to drink.

Jacky's face was full of amusement. He picked up his glass and chugged the wine. He drank it as if he was drinking a glass of water.

Deanna became even more nervous. Her heart was thumping in her chest. Even though she did not want to drink, Jacky had already started. What would happen if he got drunk?

"My brother said that alcohol is harmful to one's health," Deanna said as she took a bite of her steamed bun. Jacky laughed. "Are you afraid that I'm going to violate you when I'm drunk?"

"No..." Before she could finish her sentence, Jacky patted the spot in front of him and beckoned for her to sit down. Deanna did not move at all as she stared at her surroundings. It was only after a long time that she ate a mouthful of the steamed bun and went over to sit down.

Jacky untied the scarf that was wrapped around Deanna's head. Her long black hair dripped over her shoulders like a waterfall.

Jacky fixed his gaze on Deanna, who had her head lowered to avoid his gaze. He asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Deanna shook her head, not daring to speak. Her hair covered her face.

After drinking another glass of wine, Jacky continued to ask, "If you don't have a boyfriend, then have you ever slept with a man?"

Deanna was like a tortoise shrinking into its shell, not saying a word.

Jacky put down the glass and tucked her hair behind. His gaze was depthless as he asked, "Don't you rich kids like to sleep around in your teenage years?" Deanna hurriedly shook her head. "No, no..."

Jacky lifted his eyebrows. He let go of Deanna's hair and continued drinking. After he emptied the contents of the wine bottle, he got up and went to sleep.

When Deanna realized that he was heading to bed, she immediately finished the bun in her hands as well as the dishes on the table. When she saw the dirty bun, she hesitated before reaching out to grab it. She did not mind that it was dirty. She quickly took a bite and eventually finished it.

Since he was drunk, he would certainly have no idea what he had done. When he woke up, he would have forgotten that he had eaten.

After Deanna was done eating, she wanted to go to the washroom. There was no bathroom upstairs, and it was Jacky who would usually bring her to the bathroom. Even though it was a little troublesome and it was in the middle of the night, she had to go. Whatever the case was, it was still better than relieving herself right on the spot.

Deanna knew that the door was locked and that she could not get down.

She went over to the bed and gently nudged Jacky. "Jack..."

Deanna hesitated and wondered if he would get angry with her calling out his name?

Deanna had no idea whether he had heard her or not.

After nudging him for a few minutes, Jacky opened his eyes and looked at her in a daze. "Have you finished eating?"

Jacky was slightly tired and wanted to sleep.

"Yes, I need to go to the bathroom." Deanna did not seem comfortable. Jacky remained lying on the bed for a while before raising his hand to hug Deanna. "Then, give me a kiss."

Deanna pursed her lips. "I... I..."

"Are you going to kiss me or not? If not, then you can relieve yourself right here."

Deanna's face instantly flushed red. She felt rather aggrieved as she looked around. Where was that place? Why....

She pursed her lips. He was drunk and no one would know anyway.

After thinking for a moment, Deanna lowered her head and pecked Jacky on his lips. She could taste the alcohol in his breath as she choked. She hurriedly pulled away, but Jacky pulled her into his embrace and held her head as he kissed her. Tears started streaming down her face as she whined and shook her head.

He smelled bad.

Only after a long time had passed did Jacky finally let go of Deanna. He wanted to go to the bathroom as well. Only then did he get up from the bed and bring Deanna downstairs, opening the door, heading down the stairs. Deanna stumbled down the stairs as if she was drunk. When she arrived at the simple and crude toilet, she hurriedly entered the stall and relieved herself. When she was first brought there, she refused to enter, but she eventually got used to it and did not mind it anymore.

It was true to say that people can adapt to their surroundings.

It was something that could not be changed.

When Deanna finally emerged from the toilet, she saw no signs of Jacky. She found it strange.

She looked around and eventually found Jacky with his back facing her as he relieved himself. By that time, Jacky had already pulled up his pants and was about to turn around to approach Deanna. Deanna hurriedly turned around to avoid looking at him.

Jacky came up from the back and started walking back to the wooden hut with Deanna following behind. As soon as they arrived back at the hut, Jacky lay down while she stood by the window and looked downstairs.

Jacky then asked her to come over to accompany him. She did as she was told.

However, if Deanna were to lie down, then she was afraid that she would be taken advantage of and would not dare to move. She could not object to Jacky and would usually allow him to hug her to sleep, but something wasn't quite right that day. Jacky frequently ran his hands along her body. She kept swatting his hand away, but it was pointless. It wasn't long before his hands started roaming all over her body again.

He suddenly ripped her clothes apart and placed his hand on Deanna's body. She was so scared that she was on the verge of tears.

Only then did Jacky close his eyes and sleep. He slept until the sky turned dark before he brought her out for dinner.

Zorion called Rossie, but she never answered the phone. So, he personally drove over to Waverly Village to find her. When he got out of the car, he entered Jack Town Hotel alone.

After entering the lobby, someone came out to greet him. Zorion went to a table and sat down. After placing an order, he waited for Rossie to come out.

After waiting for an hour, Zorion saw no signs of Rossie. He then sent her a text message, informing her that he was waiting outside of Jack Town Hotel.

Soon after he sent the text, Rossie emerged from the hotel and walked towards Zorion when she spotted him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came here for you. Come on, let's go," Zorion said as he stood up. He wanted to leave with Rossie, but she did not get up.

Zorion took two steps forward and turned to look at Rossie. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not leaving. I want to stay. You can go." Rossie stood up and turned to look at those who came out from the back.

Logan was the one leading the group of people with several people behind him. He had never seen any of them before.

Zorion thought for a moment and asked, "Are you worried that I won't be able to leave this place?"

"No, I want to stay. You can leave. Logan doesn't care about my purpose. We reached an agreement."

Zorion smiled. He turned around and walked over to Rossie's side. He glanced at Rossie and looked at the few people walking over. "Rossie is mine. I've already notified Jacky that I'll be taking her home. If you have anything to say about it, then you can take it up with Jacky."

"Jacky is not here. I have the final say. If you want to leave, then I won't stop you, but Rossie has to stay. She has already promised to be my girlfriend."

Logan glanced at Rossie. Rossie did not speak. Zorion did not ask her either. Instead, he raised his head and shot a calm glance at the others. "I was the one who sent her here. Why must you make things difficult for her? If you want her to stay, then it's fine, but you'll have to fight me. Come on. All of you can charge at me at once. If I win, then she'll come with me. If I lose, then you can have her."