Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 253

A strange smell filled the air. It was like thousands of tiny thorns piercing Jackson’s body 

Tears came to his eves. 

Uriah– 

Click! Bathroom door opens. 

In an instant, a gust of wind passed. 

There was a bang and Uriah retreated to the bathroom, the door swinging against the wall. 

Jackson came up to him, grabbed his bathrobe and yelled. “Uriah, if you like her, you’re going to go after her. What are you torturing her 

for?” 

He would rather he stood up to him and solemnly said he liked Alva than torture her in such a despicable way! 

Jackson swung his fist at Uriah’s face, but it was pinched before it reached his face. 

Uriah looked at him, his dark eyes fearsome, but also fearsome. 

“Jackson, it’s better to leave people alone.” 

Releasing his hard, shaking hand and pushing him away, Uriah straightened her bathrobe and walked out. 

But soon. 

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He stopped. 

“Wife.” 

Jackson looked at the man at the bathroom door and said, “She’s my wife.” 

“You — violated your sister-in-law!” 

The air in the room dropped to freezing, and Uriah turned, his eyes black and blind, like a terrible hell. 

‘What did you say? 

His voice is very light, very light, even when the wind blows away. 

But his eyes were as terrible as they had ever been. 

It was as if the whole world had no light. 

Jackson stepped forward and looked him in the eye. “She’s your sister- in-law.” 

York saw Jackson enter the bedroom and tried to follow, but stopped after two steps. 

He looked at Alva, who was standing against the wall, and walked over. “Miss Gellar, I’ll take you to the hospital.” 

Alva didn’t answer him. She held on to the wall and vomited until she couldn’t. She got up and walked forward. 

York looked at her and said to a bodyguard, “Follow Miss Gellar and get her safely to the hotel.” 

“All right.” 

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Jackson ran out, and there was no Alva in the hallway. 

“Alva?” 

“Alva! 

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He ran out of the hotel and stopped quickly 

Opposite, on a black bench, Alva sat. looking ahead, like a log, motionless. 

His heart clenched violently. 

Ran over and hugged her. 

Hold tight. 

“I’m sorry… Alva, I’m sorry…” 

He promised to protect her, but as a result, he repeatedly hurt her. 

He wronged her. 

Alva’s out-of-focus eyes moved, and then their look came back little by little. 

She said, “Jackson, I want to go home.”