Page 294 of Billionaire Temptations

“Doesn’t matter. The damage is done. You walked out on me when I told you that I loved you, and guess what, Jackson? Time passed, and I don’t love you anymore.”

He rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen.

“You will, and you know why? Because I love you.”

“Stop it!”

“I love you, Emily.”

“Stop it, Jackson!”

“I love you.”

I threw my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. I didn’t have the strength to argue with him right now.

Jackson

She fell asleep, which was good. She had a bad attitude. Hopefully, she’d be better when she woke up. She said she didn’t love me, but I knew she did. She was punishing me for walking out on her, and I didn’t blame her one bit. I wasn’t worried. She fell in love with me once and would fall in love with me again. We were good together, and I wasn’t stopping until we got back to the way we were.

I took my suitcases into the bedroom and hung up my suits in her closet. Grabbing my laptop, I took it over to the loveseat across from the couch where Emily lay so I could do some work. About an hour had passed, and there was a knock on the door.

“Hello, Terrance. Thank you for coming.”

“Hello, Mr. Caine. My pleasure. How is Miss Wade feeling?”

“She’s feeling a little bit angry.”

“To be expected. She’s been through quite an ordeal,” he spoke as he headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

“Jackson?” I heard Emily call.

“I’m right here.” I walked over and took a seat on the edge of the couch.

“I need a pain pill.”

I gave her a small smile as I kissed her forehead. “Coming right up.”

“Don’t do that again.”

“Do what?”

“Kiss my head.”

“Would you rather I kissed you somewhere else?” I winked.

She placed a pillow over her face and screamed into it. I couldn’t help but laugh as I went and got her a pain pill.

As soon as dinner was ready, Emily got up from the couch and took a seat at the table.

“Thank you, Terrance. This looks delicious. I’m so sick of hospital food,” she spoke as she smiled at him.

“You’re welcome, and I’m happy you’re okay.” He kissed her cheek. “I’ve also prepared lunch for tomorrow. It’s in the refrigerator.”

“Thank you.” I placed my hand on his shoulder.

Sitting next to Emily, I reached over her to grab the basket of rolls, and she stabbed my hand with the fork.

“Ouch. What was that for?”

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