Chapter 3
“Ruby, what are you doing?”
I froze for a moment.
I thought, “Jaxon cared so much about the scarf I gave him. Does that mean he has feelings for me too?”
But before I could figure it out, Ruby’s eyes reddened, and tears started to sparkle in them.
“Jaxon, I… I just thought the scarf was so beautiful. I wanted to try it on, but I didn’t expect it to tear.
“This scarf has your name embroidered on it. I’m guessing Olivia gave it to you, right? I’m sorry. I ruined it…”
The scarf clearly looked like it had been cut.
Ruby’s lie was full of holes, but Jaxon believed it.
He didn’t blame her. Instead, he took her hand with concern.
“It’s just a scarf. Are you okay? Did you hurt your hand?
“If you like it, I’ll have Olivia make another one for you.”
At this, my heart slowly turned cold.
Jaxon wasn’t panicking because of my scarf. He was worried about Ruby getting hurt.
I thought, “And he even wanted me to have Olivia make another one for Ruby?
Was my sincerity so cheap in his eyes?
In the end, I was just fooling myself.”
I didn’t want to watch them being so close, so I tried to escape mentally, but my soul could only linger around Jaxon.
Helpless, I turned my head away, hoping not to see.
Seeing that Jaxon wasn’t angry, Ruby grew even bolder, asking if she could sleep with him tonight.
To my surprise, Jaxon avoided her touch, pulling away and coldly saying, “Ruby, this is just an act for others. Don’t push it.”
Ruby reluctantly went to the guest room, her eyes flashing with bitterness as she left.
After she left, Jaxon lay on the bed, tossing and turning. After a while, he took out his phone and repeatedly read through our chat history.
But the messages were still stuck at the ones from the morning.
This made Jaxon a little puzzled, even when I was angry. I would never go this long without replying.
Conflicted, he still sent me a message.
[Still, sulking? If you just apologize, I can let you out anytime. You’re just too stubborn…]
But there was still no reply.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to reply, but that I couldn’t.
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After all, how could a dead person reply to messages?
Jaxon scratched his head in frustration, deciding not to bother with me anymore, and turned off his screen to sleep.
But he, who usually slept well, couldn’t fall asleep for the first time.
The next day, Jaxon woke up with dark circles under his eyes and immediately grabbed his phone to send me a message.
[I’ve punished you long enough. I’ll come to get you in a bit.]
He was about to leave to find me when Ruby stopped him.
“Jaxon, my relatives back home already know about our marriage. They really want to meet you.
“Can you please help me out one more time?”
