Billionaire Defiant Wife

Chapter 808: Tell Them Who Climbed Into My Bed Last Night

Gabrielle thought the man didn't belong to her, no matter how perfect he was. They will separate each other soon.

She would rather not pay attention to him if she couldn't forget him, it will not be painful, and the affection she had for him will die naturally. 

So she grabbed the basket and said, "Forget it. Let me do it. I can cook,"

"Can you do it?" Jackson was suspicious.

"Why can't I? You wait outside, and I'll make you an unforgettable lunch."

Gabrielle said so as if it were their last meal, which made Jackson slightly upset. He loved this woman so much, but right now, he can't tell her directly.

Gabrielle looked adorable on the surface, but she knew Jackson couldn't give what she wanted.

He was not unable to give what she wanted. He was afraid of implicating her. Nothing was as important as her life. Could he protect her through her life?

If there were people hunting her down, what he could do, perhaps, was to jump down with her or stand in front of her to protect her from bullets.

But what if he was not with her?

Gabrielle wasn't fit for the position of Mrs. Oliver. She is not the right woman for him. A pain of pain came across her heart. She doesn't want to be sad, but with him around, it even becomes worse for Gabrielle. 

She was not scheming but naive. She couldn't cope with the trickery, and he wouldn't let her fall into the hidden traps.

Gabrielle pushed Jackson out of the kitchen with a confused look.

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Thirty minutes later, Gabrielle went out of the kitchen with spaghetti in her hands.

Perhaps it was too hot, so she was gasping while she went out, which was so cute.

"It's done." Gabrielle staggered to put the spaghetti on the table. Her fingers were burned red, and she subconsciously retracted her hands to pinch the ears. 

But her hands have been held by Jackson, who blew her fingers with cool air.

He took it so seriously. He has been staring at her fingers as if to compete with them.

Gabrielle was really going crazy. Holly's face suddenly flashed through her mind.

She quickly took her hands back and put them behind her back, "It's not hurt."

Jackson's hands were still frozen in midair. When he noticed that she was a little angry, he looked at those two plates of spaghetti on the table, frowning instantly.

"What's this? Is this spaghetti?"

He saw the black burnt thing on the spaghetti. That's what she said to make a lunch that he would never forget?

It seemed that she had achieved her purpose. The spaghetti she made was really unforgettable.

"Don't you see it's spaghetti?"

"I can't see it."

She pouted her lips in displeasure, "Then leave it alone."

She reached over to collect the spaghetti back, but Jackson was quicker than her, snatched the spaghetti back, and began to eat.

Jackson was choked and coughed. Spaghetti was almost choked out by him. The black thing on the spaghetti was burned chili. Gabrielle curiously looked at him, "How does it taste? Is that awful? I mean, does it taste bad?"

Jackson had eaten the fried rice she had made for him. Though it had not been delicious, it was at least less awful than the spaghetti. He thought she was intentional.

Jackson stared at her and shook his head, "It's tasty."

It was said without great conscience.

Gabrielle, of course, knew it could not be delicious.

But that's what she wanted. She wanted him to remember this lunch.

Jackson didn't know her intention. He hesitated and didn't know whether to continue to eat.

Just in hesitation, outside the door suddenly came the voice of the chief in the village, "Mr. Oliver, please come to my home for lunch."

Jackson put down his fork, looked at Gabrielle, and did not hesitate to respond. "We'll come later."

Gabrielle, "..."

The two came to the village chief's house. Adam and several young men in the village were there, and they gathered around the table to eat together.

These men surrounded Gabrielle, "Gabrielle, I heard that you came to Ancient Country to film. What kind of movie are you filming?"

"Gabrielle, help yourself."

"Gabrielle, I got two tickets. When the weather is fine, let's go to the movies together."

Many men in the village were not married. Gabrielle was attractive and beautiful when compared to the women in the fishing village. As she came here, she naturally attracted the eyes of single men.

These men scrambled to express their love, and Gabrielle was a little embarrassed, "Thank you for your hospitality and warm invitation. Actually, I do not have time."

She turned the invitations down.

"Gabrielle, you must accept it. If not, we will be very sad. Are we your friends now?"

"..."

Gabrielle did not know what to say, and a familiar voice flashed through her mind: Gabrielle, you are naughty again."

"..."

Gabrielle raised her head and saw Jackson and the village chief walk in together. Jackson wore a black shirt and trousers.

Jackson stepped forward, came over, put his arm around her, and then kissed her face.

In front of the crowd, his lips rubbed her little face deliberately as if this kind of thing was a habit between them.

"Why don't you sit down?" Jackson became particularly gentle, and he rubbed Gabrielle's head, "You forgot what the doctor said?"

"Doctor? What did the Doctor say?"

"The doctor told you to stand as little as possible and rest more, or it wouldn't be good for your pregnancy."

Pregnancy? Did she hear it, right?

When was she pregnant? What had Jackson been playing now?

Gabrielle looked at him doubtfully and found that he was staring at her belly, and instantly knew what he meant. Was he crazy?

The men were shocked, "Aren't you brothers and sisters?"

Jackson had no expression, but stared at Gabrielle, "Brother and sister? Oh, tell them, who climbed into my bed last night?"