How My Ex Became My Next

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Jackson scoffed coldly, his words layered with stress. “That depends on who truly came first and who followed!”

Jensen’s eyes flickered with suspicion. “What do you mean by that, Jackson?”

Jackson didn’t bother to hide his intentions, saying straight out, “It’s been three years, enough is enough. Jensen, this time around, Gilda won’t be going back to you.”

His declaration was pointed and clear, catching Gilda’s attention and stirring something within her, as if she’d missed an essential piece of the puzzle all this time.

Hearing his words, Jensen laughed in disdain. “And you think you stand a chance? Jackson, who do you think runs this

city?”

“Maybe the Harringtons used to,” Jackson retorted, unfazed. “But now and looking forward, Mr. Harrington, I dare you to

try.”

The air was thick with tension, signaling an imminent confrontation.

Jensen nodded slightly, exhilarated by the challenge. It had been a while since he found someone who could be his match.

“You want to compete with me? I have never lost since the day I was born.

Gilda is mine and will always be!”

“I’ll show you what it means to be taught a lesson,” Jensen added with a smirk.

Jackson’s return was a devilish grin. “That remains to be seen, Mr. Harrington!”

Upon finishing, both men then turned their gaze to Gilda.

Jensen, eager to assert dominance, was quick to command. “Gilda, come with me!”

Jackson, however, remained silent, placing the decision squarely in Gilda’s court.

“Mr. Harrington, I am not a possession. I am a person with a life of my own!” Gilda asserted with conviction. “There might

have been a time when I harbored some feelings for you, but now, they’ve been completely erased by your actions.”

After saying that, she turned to Jackson. With just one glance, Jackson understood everything.

He didn’t want to force anything or pressure her.

A childhood jest he had taken to heart was all it was between them.

Jackson looked down, veiling the flicker of loss in his eyes.

But then, in the next second, Gilda approached him.

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With courage gathered, she spoke, “Jackson, let’s go home,”

Jackson looked up, a gleam instantly lighting up his previously dim eyes.

The little girl who used to follow him around had now become a strong, independent woman.

He realized then that his feelings for her had deepened over time, beyond his own awareness.

“Alright, let’s head home.”

He took her hand in his, holding on as if she was his entire world, and they walked past Jensen.

“Gilda, are you certain about this?” Jensen shouted after her receding figure.

Gilda didn’t look back, her steps unwavering and resolute.

Jensen clenched his fists, his heart feeling empty. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

In the car, Gilda seemed uneasy, cautiously observing Jackson before finally gathering her courage. “Jackson, about what I said just now-”

“Gilly! Do you remember what I told you on your eighteenth birthday?” Jackson interrupted.

Gilda paused, her memories stretching back, before smiling widely. “You said that I didn’t have to pretend around you, that I could be brave and honest with myself.

“But, Jackson! I want to say that I’m not ready for a relationship right now.”

She didn’t want to deceive him.

Of all people in the world, he was the last one she wanted to lie to

“I know,” Jackson replied softly.

“Gilly, don’t feel pressured.”