"It may only be a few days from one chasing another crazily to giving up. From two people chatting to going to bed, it may only take one..."
Jacob leaned over and Bridget instinctively took a step back. She blinked and asked curiously, "What?"
Jacob smiled and deliberately lowered his voice. The atmosphere seemed to be quite confusing. "It only takes one drunk night." At this point, he paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, we are no stranger to each other. We're a couple..."
Bridget's eyes were wide open. What did he mean?
They had sex?
Really?
In an instant, Bridget's face suddenly turned red.
She couldn't say a word for a long time.
She didn't know how should she face him? In what kind of mood?
"That..."
Bridget couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Just as Bridget was feeling extremely embarrassed, her phone rang.
"I have to answer the phone." She was like a gust of wind and ran into the bedroom very quickly, leaving Jacob there before he could react.
Jacob stood there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Your phone is on the coffee table in the living room."
Bridget didn't dare to go out and face Jacob. "Well, will you get the phone for me?"
Jacob walked to the table and picked up the phone.
"Hello."
It wasn't Bridget's voice. Arya was a little stunned. When she realized it, she said, "Jacob. Where's Bridget?"
Jacob glanced at the bedroom. He wanted to say that Bridget was hiding in the room and didn't dare to come out.
"She was sleeping." But Jacob couldn't say that.
"Are you free tonight?"
Jacob looked up at the sky silently. He didn't know if he was free or not. Recently Xavier had treated him like a dog and asked him to handle every business stuff. He didn't know if Xavier would assign him to work tonight.
He found out that he had to deal with everything of the company. Ever since he married Bridget, he had more power in his hands.
"Yes."
Even if Xavier asked him to handle business stuff, he had an excuse to get off work early today.
"Well, I want to invite you and Bridget to come over for dinner tonight."
"OK. We'll go." After hanging up the phone, Jacob walked to the bedroom door and said at the door, "Arya asked us to go there for dinner tonight."
Bridget was sitting on the bed, pinching her fingers and biting her lips. She replied softly, "I see."
"Well, I'll pick you up after work tonight. We go together."
Bridget responded again, "I see."
But she had no intention of opening the door. Jacob frowned.
Why was this woman so coy?
So what if they had sex?
"Bridget, I just teased you. We don't have anything. I'm not that beast to sleep with an unconscious woman. Even if I really want, I want to sleep with you when you're awake."
"Get out!" Bridget shouted.
Jacob smiled. "Don't be coy. I have to go to work. Recently, your brother has been exploiting me all day..."
Before Jacob could finish his sentence, the door of the room suddenly opened. Bridget stood at the door and stared at him. "Stop badmouthing my brother."
Jacob was speechless.
Was that badmouthing?
"Bridget, who do you like more, your brother or me?"
Bridget raised her head. "Of course, I like my brother more."
"I was stupid to ask such a stupid question." Jacob regretted what he had just said.
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