No one else dared say a word, so everyone just started talking Walter down.
“Carter, don’t be mad—it’s normal for kids to act out a little when they’re young.”
“Yeah, honestly, Jackson’s only rebellious when it comes to marriage. In every other way, he’s doing amazing. My own son can’t hold a candle to him.”
“And look at that acquisition last month—Jackson’s speech was killer. The Dawson family is in good hands with him. Like he said, there’s plenty of time. If he finds the right woman, he’ll spoil her endlessly. Just wait.”
With all the reassuring voices around him, Walter’s face finally softened. He rubbed his brow, looking tired.
“He’s still holding a grudge over the marriage I forced on him back then. But the girl he liked—she just wasn’t the one.”
Back then, Jackson had a girlfriend—a C-list actress with no family background. There was no way the Dawsons could ever accept her.
So Walter broke them up and arranged a new bride for him.
Jackson was furious—he fled overseas for three years. Even now that he’s back, he barely acknowledges his wife.
After leaving the old Dawson house, Jackson climbed into his car, lit a cigarette, and called Dylan.
“Dylan, you haven’t posted on social media for years, and the first time you do, it’s a bombshell. If Walter comes for you with the family rules, give us a heads-up so we can drive you to the hospital.”
He was practically gloating. When Dylan didn’t answer, Jackson just hung up.
He chuckled to himself, but as soon as he thought about Clara, he felt a twinge of irritation.
Dylan must be blind—how could he fall for someone like her?
But Jackson wasn’t one to lie to himself. If a friend’s wife is off-limits, then that’s that. He’d just have to swallow his dislike for Clara and deal with her.
He knew he shouldn’t be hung up on a married woman, but the way she’d flipped the script—from perfect chemistry in bed to deleting him from her life overnight—would mess with any guy’s head.
Married, huh? Then things with her husband had to be bad. Otherwise, how could she go home covered in marks and no one cared?
If that’s really the case, her husband must be useless.
Jackson decided: there was still a chance for him to sneak around with her.
Married? Even better. That just made it more exciting.
When he got to the bar, he spotted her right away in a corner booth.
Kaitlyn was gorgeous. She looked so polished and capable, but deep down, she was fiercely competitive—always had to win, even in bed. That wild contrast was absolutely addictive.
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