How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch ) novel Chapter 454

Chapter 454 

Jackson then said to Peterson, “You don’t have to hide my schedule from her. All you need to do is tell her the truth.” 

As soon as she said this, 

Peterson’s eyes flashed with shock. Jackson had a lot of social ties behind him, and he had been in business for many years, so there were also many competitors. 

His itinerary has been kept secret for security reasons. 

He had been with Jackson for many years and never appeared in front of anyone. But today, Jackson told this woman about his existence without reservation. 

Visible. 

He already had 100% trust in Gilda. 

“Okay, Mr. Moore.” 

He never doubted Jackson’s words at all. 

If Jackson asked him to trust Gilda, then he must have 100% trust in her. 

“Okay, you can leave now…” 

“Okay.” 

After Peterson left, Jackson took Gilda’s hand and said, “Gilly, I have some special things to deal with these days.” 

Gilda had sensed something, but she didn’t ask more. 

She just nodded and raised her eyes to look at him, “I see, Jackson! Just a little bit, don’t let yourself get hurt again…” 

“Okay.” 

Jackson stared at her side face, and her figure was reflected in his eyes. The 

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atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous. 

Gilda subconsciously took two steps back and was about to run away. “Jackson, I’m going home.” 

Unexpectedly, his arm was grabbed. “It’s too late. It’s not safe.” 

“What?” 

Gilda seemed to think of something and blushed instantly, “No…” Not so good.” 

Jackson smiled dotingly, but he never thought of crossing the boundary between them. He could feel that Gilda was already quietly accepting him. 

They were never in a hurry at this moment. 

“You sleep in the master bedroom, and I’ll sleep in the guest room. Let it go for one night. Otherwise, my mother will blame me if she knows.” 

With Helen as a shield, Gilda had to give up. 

“Okay, Jackson. I’ll go upstairs and have a rest. Good night!” 

Gilda turned around and trotted away, as if something was chasing her. 

She hurried upstairs into the master bedroom and closed the door. Then she let out a deep breath and reached out to rub her face, feeling annoyed. 

“Gilda, why are you running away?!” 

When she calmed down, Gilda looked at the bedroom carefully.