How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch ) novel Chapter 483

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Ollda nodded and ordered two ice cream sets. 

Jackson, have a try. This is strawberry flavored, this is vanilla flavored, and this is chocolate flavored… 

Jackson took the spoon and tasted it under Gilda’s expectant gaze. 

“How is it? Is it tasty?” Thomas asked. 

Jackson nodded and said, “Not bad.” 

Gilda said happily, “I knew you would like it.” 

Jackson took another bite of the spoon and said, “It tastes good. No wonder you like it so much.” 

“Right? The ice cream is not only delicious, but also the advertising slogan.” 

With that, Gilda found one of the ice cream boxes and saw a slogan printed on it: “Rolls- Royce in the car. Haagen–Dazs for ice cream.” 

“And this, with you and love every moment, always brings you the most meticulous and considerate care when you don’t expect it.” 

“If you love her, treat her to Haagen–Dazs.“ 

Gilda counted the ice cream boxes in the set meal. Each box was printed with different advertising slogans, “Look, it’s really quite innovative.” Unnoticed, Gilda said sincerely. Jackson’s attention was fixed on a box of vanilla ice cream. 

I saw the words on the box: “If you love her, treat her to Haagen–Dazs.” 

In the evening, when Jackson returned home, he greeted the electrical shop worker and said, “Move this refrigerator to the bedroom on the second floor.” 

Helen came out of the kitchen and saw the new refrigerator. She couldn’t help but ask, “Son, what are you doing buying a refrigerator?” 

“Oh, it’s for holding things.” 

Helen was more curious, “Isn’t there a refrigerator at home? What is this for?” 

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them in. 

Helen was even more surprised. Her eyes were full of incredulity, “Didn’t you always hate sweets? Why did you buy so many ice creams today? 

Big crates. How long do we have to eat? 

But Jackson didn’t change his expression. “Try it today. It tastes good. Mom, do you want to try it?” 

“No, I don’t want to eat this.” 

Although Helen refused, Jackson still handed her a box. 

Helen took a sip and said happily, “Son, this ice cream is good. Give me another box.” 

Hearing this, Jackson hid the ice cream as if he was hiding a treasure. 

“Mom, if you want to eat it, let my dad buy it for you…”