'My husband?'
Gabrielle hardly stopped herself from making a sudden, surprised movement. The way that she never disclosed her marriage in the studio and yet Jackson knew about it was no small thing. Even Jason didn't know that Gabrielle was in wedlock. If there was someone aware of it at all, it was only Austin.
'Nevertheless, Jackson actually knows.'
Gabrielle was almost frozen. Her stupefaction wasn't hidden at all.
"Don't give me that surprised look. Your kind cousin told me, thinking that I had an affair with you," Jackson scoffed, sarcasm evident in his cold tone.
"I..." Gabrielle stuttered, thinking how Jackson must be feeling, "I'm truly sorry that you heard such ridiculous rumors because of me." She felt no need to explain herself and just made an apology.
And when her mind whirled towards Mindy, Gabrielle sighed. She couldn't doubt that Mindy wouldn't scheme against her in every possible way. Of course, Mindy wasn't able to digest Gabrielle's pureness, the reason she was always busy making it muddy in front of the world.
And this time, Mindy thought that Gabrielle was having an affair behind Westley's back when she saw her with Jackson in the mall. 'Dirty brains think dirty forever!'
Surely, Mindy's next aim was to tell Jackson that Gabrielle was a slut who changed men like clothes and that he was her next target. Mindy must have wanted to warn Jackson away from Gabrielle, ruining her reputation in his eyes.
'Mindy is exceptional in thinking evil.'
"Don't be sorry. After all, we don't share that kind of a relationship. Plus," Jackson said, looking Gabrielle in the eyes, and making himself as much straightforward as he could. "You're not my type, and since you're married, you can never provoke my interest."
Those words might have been prickly for another girl, but to Gabrielle, their explicitness was rather amusing. "I guess I am relieved to know that I am not your type then." Gabrielle stopped a smile coming to her lips before continuing, "Jackson, you disliked me from the beginning, didn't you?"
"Well," Jackson paused before continuing to explain his divergent thoughts. "It's not that I disliked you particularly, Gabrielle. I just don't like people who try to approach me. Also, I don't much love teaching new disciples. So you can say that I'm halfheartedly doing it just because Jason forced me to do so," Jackson explained calmly.
It was who he was. He didn't like to aim at someone and make them feel bad. He just didn't like getting too close to anyone.
"I understand. And I know it's not your fault that I lack in experience and knowledge and that you have to teach me everything," Gabrielle honestly admitted.
Being well aware of her strengths and flaws was a virtue Gabrielle used beautifully.
"That's nice to hear that you know your liabilities." Jackson felt relaxed to know how well Gabrielle had a clear estimation of herself.
Hearing him, a small smile appeared on Gabrielle's lips. "I'll take it as a compliment."
"So," Jackson started the topic again that kept intriguing him. "What in heaven's name went so wrong that you decided to get married at such a young age? But, if you think you won't be comfortable telling me, don't tell me. I am surely not interested in talking about your private issues." Jason asked, curious but resistant because of asking about a personal matter of someone else, "And I guess no one, even Jason, knows about your marriage in the studio, right?"
Nevertheless, the idea of a young girl getting married at the age when most girls desired dresses, outings, freedom, and endearing romantic relationships, seemed quite contradictory.
Gabrielle was just twenty, a college student who should enjoy her life, but surprisingly enough that Jackson asked, she'd already been wedded.
"Jackson, I may feel better if we won't talk about my personal life. Whether I am married or not, I don't think it should affect my professional life in the studio. No one said that married women can't work, after all," Gabrielle said in a confident tone, avoiding showing her heartfelt guilt.
She came as a bachelorette employee in the studio but within a flash, Gabrielle got married. Her marriage was too much for her to take, let alone for her to spread the fire of it in the studio, the reason why she thought the better of it than telling everyone.
"I have no objection with that." Jackson didn't control
the faint smile coming to his lips.
Of course, he wasn't one of those old-fashioned people to whom work was a ban for married women.
But doubtless, to admit, Jackson met a polar version of Gabrielle. Before today, she was just an intern, a student of Jason, and a hardworking girl who got too immersed in work that she was seldom noticed by others.
But today, Jackson was quite stunned to comprehend her new identity.
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