Semua Bab A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Bab 951 - Bab 960

Life was funny that way. You hope and hope for something to come, but it never does. Then, when you least expect it, it arrives like an accident.Jackson noticed her staring at him and turned his face to the side to look at her. “Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?”She hurriedly turned away. “No, I was looking at the scenery. Don’t be so vain.”Jackson wasn’t in the mood to joke around with her. He dropped her off at the ground floor of her condo. “Here.”She opened the door and got down from the car then suddenly stopped. “If I told you that I was the one who got pregnant and not Tanya, would you take responsibility?”Jackson stared at her as if lost in thought, then said, “If you really could get pregnant, I’d love to see it. Even a chicken would have laid an egg by now after taking care of it for so long.”The corners of Tiffany’s lips twitched. “I really… can’t be bothered with you. Fine, fine. Go home and get some rest. Be careful on the way home.”Sh

Arianne flashed Tiffany a weirded-out expression. “Okay, what are you talking about, Tiffie? Did you skip sleep last night and are now trippin’?”Tiffany rolled her eyes. “What I’m talking about is the truth, hon! If we count the dates, I actually got pregnant waaay before Tanya! Ha! Okay, okay—so, yesterday, I was like, hey, I haven’t gotten any visit from Aunt Flo. And so I went to do a body checkup and bingo! I hit the jackpot—I hit the goddamned jackpot! Holy hell, I was praying left and right, every day, so that I could finally bear a child, but nothing worked. And now, I have my child after Jackson and I are over… Like, am I supposed to be pleasantly surprised, or should I be like, a bit more mortified?”Arianne became quiet. “On one hand, news of Eric’s suffering has just broken to us. On the other, you’re eagerly telling me one of the best news ever. It’s making my head spin. I don’t know if I should feel sad or happy… So, what do you plan to do? Get back together with Jackso

The accountant threw his arms around Jackson’s leg just as he started toward the door, crying, “No, no, Mr. West, please! I’m begging you! My parents… They are in ill health, Mr. West! My mom needs meds to survive! If they heard of this, I don’t think they would be able to stomach it at all! Please, please… I can return that money, I swear, I swear—”The accountant wept, but no amount of tears could soften Jackson’s heart. Everyone had that little line in their mind that, when crossed, would compel one to deny others mercy. Jackson’s happened to align with the law.Shrugging the accountant off of him, he returned to the office without sparing the teary accountant so much as a glance.Tiffany and Amy, whose ears were perked up to listen in on everything, sat up straight and solemnly when he walked in.Jackson’s steam did not seem to have petered out, though, which was evident in the way he furiously flipped through the documents in his desk as though he could not find the exact pape

Jackson went into the elevator first, followed by a very dawdling Tiffany. To accommodate her, he courtly reached out to the side of the elevator doors to stop them from shutting.It was a little gesture, but it was enough to add a few more regrets into Tiffany’s mind. She was really beginning to wonder if she had been jinxed by some kind of vodou when she wanted to break up with him.Jackson had said nothing the whole time they were inside the elevator. He stared ahead while wearing a stoic, uncaring expression as he casually tucked his hands into both pockets of his jeans. He had rolled up his sleeves to about his elbows, hence exposing a small section of his ivory-fair skin. Clasped on his left wrist was an expensive luxury watch that betrayed his social status.If one were to describe the aura Jackson exuded, it would be that he was seventy-percent gallantry blended with thirty-percent knavishness.During their descent, several other guests in the hotel boarded the same elevato

Jackson immediately rose to his feet. “Okay. I’m coming home at once. Where is she hurt? Is it serious?”Jackson heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Summer had only hurt her leg. After ending the call, he turned to Tiffany and said, “You enjoy your meal. My mother’s been in an accident, so I have to rush home. I’ll pay for the meal. We’ll talk on the phone later.”He had already disappeared before Tiffany could answer. She felt slightly disappointed but was worried about Summer at the same time. When she arrived home, she waited until Jackson had nearly arrived home before calling him. “Is Mrs. West alright?” she asked.Jackson was in the hospital. “It’s nothing serious. Her right leg is broken. She’s complaining about her troubles in her old age, that she’s always getting hurt and is worried that she’ll end up a cripple. She’s in a pretty good mood. It’s late, why aren’t you asleep? Get an early night’s rest. Gotta go.”She did not insist on continuing the conversation. She