Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1143 Cool Her Down

Jacky stood at the entrance of the stairs in a daze. He watched the heavy rain outside the door, completely lost in thought. When he finally came back to his senses, Deanna was already miles ahead. Jacky hurriedly chased after Deanna. She initially thought that Jacky would not be able to catch up as she was sprinting, but before she knew it, he had already caught up to her in half an hour and dragged her back towards the house as if he was carrying a chick.

As soon as they entered the house, Deanna immediately retreated to one corner. She cowered in fear, not saying a single word.

Jacky was drenched. His hair was dripping with rainwater when he looked down.

"Why did you run away?" Jacky asked after a moment of silence. Deanna shook her head in a flurry and shrunk like a tortoise. She did not dare look at him.

Jacky walked towards Deanna and stopped to observe her. She looked like a mudskipper and was also drenched from head to toe. How many times had she tripped and fallen?

Deanna suddenly said, "I did not run away. I wanted to find the old lady. She's not back yet, and it's raining so heavily."

After saying that, she lowered her head, panting cautiously.

Jacky frowned. "If you had not run away, then why are you so afraid?"

"I'm not," Deanna stammered as she spoke.

Jacky swept his eyes across the entire room before turning around to check the pot. The pot was still warm. He then placed some firewood underneath the pot and lit it up before pouring in some water. In no time, the water was boiled.

Jacky turned around and placed both his hands on his hips as he stood there and said, "You have two choices. You can either choose to accompany me in the shower, or you can call your brother and ask him to give me thirty million dollars as compensation for you running away."

"I did not run away." Deanna was adamant, but she did not dare to meet his gaze.

Jacky then said, "So, are you going to accompany me to sleep?"

"I've been doing that every night, haven't I?" Deanna muttered in a low voice. The corners of Jacky's mouth curled upwards. "It looks like you're planning to have my kids, huh?"

Deanna hurriedly raised her head and shook her head. However, she pressed her lips together and did not say a word.

Jacky sneered and asked, "Were you running away just now?"

Deanna hesitated for a while and finally gave in. "I... I did run away."

In the end, Deanna had no choice but to admit to it.

Jacky walked towards Deanna and lowered his head to look at her drenched self before asking, "So, are you going to choose between the former or the latter?"

"I'll choose the second option." Deanna did not hesitate. Jacky turned around and went to boil the water. After the water was boiled, he opened the lid and poured the water into two separate buckets. He then turned around and carried the two buckets of water into the bathroom. A few moments later, he emerged from the house with a bucket of cold water.

"Go and take a shower."

"Are you... Are you asking me to take a shower?" Deanna looked at Jacky in shock. Jacky's face was full of amusement as he said, "I thought you did not want to shower with me?"

"Right. I'll go and take a shower." Deanna hurried into the bathroom. Jacky turned his head around to take a look before boiling another pot of water. After the water was boiled, he fetched Deanna a set of dry and clean clothes he had worn when he was fourteen. That time was no exception. Jacky pushed the door open and entered.

Deanna was so frightened that she curled up in the barrel and did not dare to come out. She entered the bathroom in such a hurry that she had forgotten to bring in a new set of clothes.

When Jacky entered the bathroom, Deanna hurriedly hid in the barrel. She already had a plan in mind because she had anticipated him to come in.

Jacky stood at the entrance for a while. After putting the clothes aside, he turned around and left.

Deanna briefly glanced at the shirt. It was a white shirt with blue stripes.

After Jacky left, Deanna immediately came out, wiped herself dry, and put on her clothes. She lowered her head to look at the shirt and realized that it was still oversized.

Jacky turned around to look at Deanna when he heard her coming out of the bathroom. He was slightly taken aback by her appearance. However, he did not say anything as he carried the bucket into the bathroom. He poured the used water out of the barrel and refilled it with clean water. He then took his drenched clothes off before climbing into the barrel. Deanna hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands as her heart began pounding in her chest.

"Come here," Jacky called out to her. Only then did Deanna put her hands down and asked Jacky, "What do you need?"

"You'll know when you come over."

"My brother will give you the money."

"It's not about the money. Rub my back."

"Oh."

Deanna was naive, so it was easy to fool her. She would do whatever others told her to.

Deanna walked towards Jacky with a towel in hand. She then soaked the towel before helping Jacky rub his back.

Jacky let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Why did you want to run away?"

Deanna thought for a moment before saying, "You were really fierce. I was afraid, so I decided to run away. In fact, I knew I could not escape from here because I had no idea where I was. I couldn't differentiate the directions. Don't you agree?"

Noticing Deanna acting very cautious, Jacky narrowed his eyes. "I've never talked to anyone this nicely before. So, I'm warning you, if you ever run away again, then I'm going to catch you and violate you." "I won't. I won't!" Deanna hurriedly said. Her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She felt as if she might have a heart attack.

Jacky was leisurely enjoying himself while Deanna helped him clean his back. In fact, he had just taken a shower not too long ago before the rain. He was considered quite clean. He just wanted to fool Deanna.

"Have you ever helped anyone wash their backs?" Jacky asked. Deanna thought for a moment before replying, "I once helped my brother. He would occasionally help me too."

Jacky's face sank. With a splashing sound, he turned around and faced Deanna. "You've taken a shower with your brother before?"

"Yes, when we were younger." It seemed like Deanna was panting heavily. Jacky stared blankly for a moment. "How old were you?" "Three years old."

With a splashing sound, Jacky turned around. She was indeed a fool!

"I'm nTristany done here. Go upstairs and get me a pair of trousers."

"Alright."

Deanna wanted nothing more than to leave the bathroom. Upon hearing Jacky's words, she hurriedly put the towel in her hand down and turned around to leave, behaving like a child as she skipped up the stairs.

Jacky stood up and stepped out of the bath barrel. He grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist before walking out.

It wasn't long before Deanna emerged from the house with a pair of trousers in hand. She then handed it over to Jacky. She gathered her drenched clothes and placed them in a basin, preparing to wash her clothes.

Jacky put his pants on and looked at her.

"Stop washing. You can wash it tomorrow. Head back upstairs," Jacky instructed her. Deanna's face was unusually flushed. It was raining heavily, and it was autumn. It was easy to catch a cold in that weather. Deanna shook her head. "I'll come back after washing up."

"There's no need for that. Go on." After saying that, Jacky turned around and made his way upstairs. He had managed to catch her that time, so he doubted that she would try to run away again right then. Jacky was confident about it.

However, at that time, Deanna did not follow him obediently. Instead, she stubbornly washed her clothes downstairs. Jacky waited impatiently upstairs. By the time he decided to come down and check on her, Deanna had already finished washing her clothes.

When Jacky came down from the stairs, he realized that Deanna was hiding something behind her back.

"What are you hiding?" Jacky stood at the landing of the stairs. Deanna shook her head and said, "Nothing."

"Do you want me to come over to you?"

Deanna then showed him the lace panties she had been hiding. It was dripping with water.

When Jacky saw what it was, Deanna immediately hid it behind her back and lowered her head. "I don't have any clean panties left."

Jacky's sword-like brows twitched as his gaze fell on Deanna's body. He turned around and walked up the stairs. "Come up now."

"Oh." Daeanna hurriedly ran up the stairs, with her feet stomping on the stairs. Jacky turned around to take a look. Deanna was making her way up the stairs but she was immediately chased back downstairs. "Wash your feet before you come upstairs. Your feet are full of dirt, and you're going to soil the entire floor. There are shoes in the box. Find one that suits you." After saying that, Jacky went back upstairs. Deanna hurriedly washed her feet and went to find the right pair of shoes before making her way into the house, wearing a pair of striped home slippers. Jacky looked at her shoes and frowned. "Take them off."

Deanna looked at him before taking off her shoes at the door. She entered the house and secretly found a suitable place to hang her panties.

When she returned, she felt much better. Then, she walked over and sat down.

The weather was a little cold, and Deanna's hair was still wet. She found a dry towel and tried to dry off her hair as best as she could.

At that moment, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. There were even sounds of thunder. Deanna had always been afraid of thunder ever since she was a child. Whenever there was thunder, she had the urge to burst into tears and would always bury herself in Zorion's arms.

However, Zorion was not there that day, so she hugged herself tightly and sat in the corner. Jacky took a look outside before walking over to Deanna. He sat down and pulled her into his arms. Deanna was so scared that her entire body was trembling. She raised her hands over her head and started shuddering.

He hugged her tightly and said, "Lightning is a natural phenomenon, so it won't enter the house."

Deanna shook her head. She then wrapped her hands around Jacky. It was as though she would not leave the corner even if she had been beaten to death.

Jacky lowered his head to look at her before pulling her back into his embrace and soothed her. Soon, she fell asleep. She thought that she was in Zorion's arms.

She whispered, "Zorion, I want to have some cake."

Jacky lowered his head to look at her only to realize that she had fallen asleep. What a fool!

The sound of the rain soon died down, and thunder could no longer be heard. Jacky wanted to lay her down, but she had been tugging at his clothes the entire time, not letting go. Jacky had no choice but to lie down beside her, tugging both of them in.

Deanna suddenly developed a fever in the middle of the night. Her entire body was trembling.

Jacky had already fallen asleep. He opened his eyes and lowered his head to look at the person trembling in his arms.

Jacky got up and turned on the lights. He lifted up Deanna's chin and lowered his head to look at her.

At that moment, Deanna's face was flushed, and her entire body was burning hot. She would open her eyes from time to time in a daze.

"Little fool." Jacky had started addressing her in that manner from the beginning. Deanna was unwilling to have him do so, but in the end, she could do nothing about it.

That time, when Jacky shouted, Jacky's name immediately appeared in her mind. She muttered in a low voice, "Jack... Jack..."

Jacky sat up and pushed Deanna away. He turned around and went downstairs to fetch two bottles of wine as well as some paracetamol.

He went upstairs and took off Deanna's clothes. As a result, he was stunned.

"Cold. It's so cold." Deanna was flailing in front of him. Jacky swiftly opened the bottle and drank two mouthfuls of white wine. He then poured the rest of it on his hands and rubbed it on Deanna in an attempt to cool her down, but as he rubbed on her body, he couldn't control himself!