The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)

Chapter 329

But now, he had refused her request.

"Jackson..." Gece bit her lip, and immediately, tears began to well up in her eyes. She hesitated, looking at Jackson, with her mouth opening as if about to speak. That's when the maid walked into the bedroom, heading straight for Cece to apply ointment.

"Get away from me!" Gece suddenly snapped, yelling at the maid "I don't need you!"

She didn't want the maid's help with the ointment.

Cece clenched her teeth, a fierce look in her eyes. She was already bottling up so much frustration, and now, she took it all out on the maid. Startled by Cece's outburst, the maid nearly fumbled the ointment jar in her hand. She instinctively looked back at Jackson, her expression troubled. And Cece was looking at Jackson, too.

Cece's message was clear. She didn't want the maid's assistance; she wanted only Jackson.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense..

Jackson's expression remained mostly unchanged.

His deep and tranquil gaze fell on Cece, and he said calmly, "Cece, don't be capricious." His tone was light, but it carried an inexplicable authority. This shook Cece to her core. In that instant, she found herself speechless and no longer rejected the maid's approach.

Just like that, Cece was silently treated with the ointment.

The maid left.

The room fell silent once more, leaving just the two of them.

Cece thought Jackson would turn and leave, but he strode towards her.

Jackson stood by the bed, looking down at her. His eyes, beautiful and profound, were like unfathomable dark seas, impenetrable. "Jackson..." Cece was transfixed, almost lost in the depth of his gaze.

"Cece." Jackson's lips barely moved as he called her name softly.

Cece pouted, feeling wronged. She thought Jackson was about to comfort her, to say something sweet. Her heart fluttered with excitement.

But Jackson narrowed his eyes and said, "Oneida is my wife." He spoke with a seriousness and gravity she had never heard before in his voice,

Cece was suddenly at a loss for words.

Then, her voice a little hoarse, she responded, "Jackson..."

What did Jackson mean by that? What was he trying to emphasize?' Cece didn't dare to think further, feigning innocence as

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she called out to Jackson.

I hope there won't be a next time for what happened today." Jackson's expression was still serene, untroubled-even his voice, light as a breeze, carried an intense force capable of shattering something fragile.

Cece felt that Jackson was intimidating at that moment. She would have preferred if he had lashed out at her, scolding her fiercely, rather than this- appearing neither happy nor angry, his demeanor grave.

He looked as if he wasn't upset, his expression peculiarly indifferent, yet his entire presence emitted an indescribable sense of authority.

"Today?" Cece bit her lip, trying to play dumb, "What about today?"

With a profound and shadowed gaze, Jackson glanced at Cece, a flicker of faint disappointment crossing the depths of his

eyes.

"Cece, you've changed." He said, his tone suddenly taking on extra weight.

This made Cece's heart skip a beat.

Changed?

She couldn't remember how she used to be anyway!