Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1139

When she thought of her tragic fate, Deanna pursed her lips and suppressed the urge to cry, forcing herself to hold back her tears.

What was she supposed to do?

Jacky thought of stopping, but he could not bring himself to do so.

If he wanted to stop, then he would have stopped long ago. He would not have waited until then.

After kissing for a little while longer, Jacky finally pulled away. He seemed to be in a good mood that day. After taking a look at the food, he walked over and sat down. He took a bite of his food and looked at the dumbfounded Deanna, saying, "Come over and eat."

Deanna thought for a moment. She had to eat in order to replenish her strength.

Deanna turned around and picked up the steamed bun that had fallen to the ground. She did not mind that it was dirty. If she was at home, then she would definitely not have picked it up. However, at that point, she was willing to eat anything.

She briefly brushed the dirt away and was about to put it in her mouth when Jacky said, "It's dirty."

Deanna raised her head to look at Jacky. Her lips were red and swollen after Jacky's kiss, and her cheeks were puffed up. When he saw her appearance, he gulped. He looked away and exhaled deeply.

He picked up a steamed bun and handed it to Deanna. "Here, eat this one. Give me yours."

Deanna knew that her reaction was usually slow, but at that time, that was not the case. She truly did not understand what Jacky meant.

Right then, Deanna could not tell whether he was telling the truth or whether he was lying.

"Are you dumb?" Jacky reached out for the steamed bun in her hands and put it aside. He then gave her a fresh bun and said, "Have this one."

Deanna slowly wiped her hands and accepted the steamed bun. She looked at Jacky with a face full of suspicion but she did not say anything. She took a bite of her steamed bun hesitantly, not daring to taste the other dishes on the table.

Deanna was scared out of her wits. Right then, she felt that as long as she obeyed his words, she could do anything.

If she threw a fit, then he would kick her out of the wooden hut. There were a lot of mosquitoes outside, and the mosquitoes there were much bigger than the flies. If she was bitten, then it would take a long time before the itch went away.

She did not want to get bitten by any mosquitoes again.

Deanna swallowed the steamed bun and said, "My brother is rich, and he keeps his promises. Don't worry. I'm sure he'll give you a lot of money."

Jacky took a bite of the food and served it to her, mouth-to-mouth. He waited for her to open her mouth.

After a while, Deanna opened her mouth and swallowed the food Jacky had given her. She neither thought about rejecting it, nor did she know how to handle the situation. However, when she saw the plate of meat on the table, she drooled at the sight of it.

When Jacky saw that Deanna was finally eating, he took a bite of his steamed bun.

Jacky rested his elbow on the table and crossed his legs underneath the table. He was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons unfastened. It exposed a large portion of his chest.

However, Deanna was not interested in it at all because Zorion, too, was very hunky.

"Do you know how to drink?" Jacky stood up. He picked up a bottle of white wine and placed a glass on the table.

Deanna had never tried any alcohol before, so she shook her head and said, "No, I don't."

"You're from a rich family. How could you not know how to drink?" Jacky's dark gaze swept across Deanna. It was as if he did not believe her words. Deanna explained, "My brother does not allow me to drink. The same goes for my parents. So, I usually resort to drinking fruit juice."

"Fruit juice?" Jacky found it amusing. Deanna lowered her head and took a bite of her steamed bun. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

"Do you want me to prepare some juice for you then?" Jacky asked. Deanna hurriedly shook her head. "There's no need for that. I'm good."

"In that case, drink with me. Just one sip. I'll give you three meals today."

"I really do not know how to drink." Deanna hurriedly shook her head. She managed to eat one steamed bun and a few pieces of meat. She knew that she would not starve to death that day, so she did not want to drink.

Jacky's face was full of amusement. He picked up his glass and chugged the wine. He drank it as if he was drinking a glass of water.

Deanna became even more nervous. Her heart was thumping in her chest. Even though she did not want to drink, Jacky had already started. What would happen if he got drunk?

"My brother said that alcohol is harmful to one's health," Deanna said as she took a bite of her steamed bun. Jacky laughed. "Are you afraid that I'm going to violate you when I'm drunk?"

"No..." Before she could finish her sentence, Jacky patted the spot in front of him and beckoned for her to sit down. Deanna did not move at all as she stared at her surroundings. It was only after a long time that she ate a mouthful of the steamed bun and went over to sit down.

Jacky untied the scarf that was wrapped around Deanna's head. Her long black hair dripped over her shoulders like a waterfall.

Jacky fixed his gaze on Deanna, who had her head lowered to avoid his gaze. He asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Deanna shook her head, not daring to speak. Her hair covered her face.

After drinking another glass of wine, Jacky continued to ask, "If you don't have a boyfriend, then have you ever slept with a man?"

Deanna was like a tortoise shrinking into its shell, not saying a word.

Jacky put down the glass and tucked her hair behind. His gaze was depthless as he asked, "Don't you rich kids like to sleep around in your teenage years?"

Deanna hurriedly shook her head. "No, no..."