My Evil Husband
What the hell are you doing?

Clara's overly suspicious reaction has been noticed by Esme. I don't know what happened after that, but it's obviously a bad thing.

“Take it!” Jason gave the glass to Clara's hand which had frozen in the air.

Clara held the glass in confusion. I don't know what to say in a situation like this.

Esme said to him, “Is that counting, if my husband drinks it on my behalf?”

As the word ‘suami’ slid off his tongue, it managed to stir up a bubble of moisture in Jason's heart. Iris the man glittered. He could not find any interference with the reference ‘suami’ that came out of Esme's mouth.

Old Grandfather Hall laughed to himself seeing his granddaughter acting like this for Esme.

Layla on the other hand, seemed unable to handle this public display of affection anymore. Clenching his hands, he turned around, asked for permission and fled up the stairs.

He was afraid that he would lose control in front of everyone. Her image of the delicate and graceful Eldest Miss of the family she had built so hard she would not be able to let it crumble just like that.

Clara caught a glimpse of Layla's figure running upstairs, jerking her back to her senses. Stammering and clumsy, he followed Layla's silhouette from behind.

Goddamnit! He was very guilty this time. He had to admit it to Layla immediately.

Jason looked coldly at Esme, and said in an authoritarian tone, “Back.”

“Oke.” Esme maintained a smile on her face, saying goodbye to Old Grandpa Hall before following Jason out of the Andreas Estate.

Some people watched them as they left, and shook their heads. “Didn't they say that Young Madam hall is disrespectful and very spoiled? But, it doesn't seem like it to me.”

“Although what she was wearing was not a branded item, her figure and skin were excellent. Having such a worldly temperament, is completely contrary to the rumors circulating around him all this time.”

“Someone who can get into the eyes of Old Grandpa Hall and become the daughter-in-law of the Hall family, how bad is that person? in my opinion, someone has made this rumor out of envy.”

“Maybe ... thinking Young Master Hall is married, which girls are not envious? My son goes on a rampage every day if he remembers that.”

Hearing these people cultivating praise for Esme, Roy Andreas' face became even blacker than the bottom of the pot. He almost kicked everyone out of the house.

On the other side ….

Esme sat in the front seat of Jason's car. His head tilted to the side, watching Jason driving with curiosity and confusion.

With both hands on the steering wheel, Jason maneuvered with ease.

Whatever cool people do, it always looks cool. Even something as simple as driving paints his incredible face.

Never mind to drive, just sitting and breathing alone is fascinating.

Suddenly, a frown appeared on Esme's face. Although he had most of the memories of the original body owner, but why did he feel alien to driving?

A conclusion was drawn. Could the real body owner melt into the memories of driving right after he had an accident?

Starting from him who came out of the hospital, then went to the shopping center, he always used a taxi, sat on the back passenger bench.

Now, putting him next to the driver, gives Esme a chance to observe Jason's actions closely. And he was amazed to see Jason driving.

“Ingin driving?” Jason could not bear to not notice the gaze filled with Esme's interest aimed at the steering wheel.

“No!” Esme pulled her gaze quickly and looked in the other direction.

“When did you learn to play the Chinese harp?”

“Since the beginning.”

“More specific.”

“Five years ago.” Esme origin guess.

“How old were you five years ago?”

“How old am I now?” Esme's head turned, glancing at Jason from the side.

“Twenty-one.”

“Hehehe I think you don't know my age.”

“Didn't you have bothered me since you saw me? Where do you have time to learn Chinese harp?”

“Do you know what I do around you all day? Did you really notice my presence, or not at all?” The smile on Esme's face was a mockery that bloomed perfectly.

Jason raised an eyebrow at him, and the atmosphere inside the car changed completely.

However, Esme did not want to know and cut off their views. He looked back out the window.

“The song you played today is called The Last Flag of Banana Leaft?”

“Ya.” Esme nodded her head as an affirmation.

“This good song should be famous. But, why haven't I heard this song before?”

“I made it myself.”

Hearing this, Jason's head immediately moved towards him, looking at him very deeply. “you even know how to write a song?”

Facing his gaze, Esme turned towards him and smiled brightly. “Many things I know.”

The corner of Jason's lips curved upwards with a mysterious smile.

To be honest, Esme had no idea what the man was thinking and definitely she was not interested in Jason's thoughts either.

“Looks like I should get to know you a little earlier.”

“Serah.” In fact, there is no point in repeating the process. He will remain the same as his new self, and his face remains as the old Esme.

Jason turned on the car cooler.

Moments later, Esme who was wearing a thin dress felt cold.

“It's so cold,” complained Esme by rubbing both her hands.

Jason glanced at her. “Cold?”

But she felt ... very hot.

“Ya.”

Glancing at Esme from the side, Jason realized Esme was wearing a short-sleeved dress. Assuming he is still weak after the accident, Jason takes off his coat.

Seeing Jason controlling the steering with one hand, Esme was suddenly startled, “What are you doing?”

In just a few seconds, he had already removed his coat and handed it to Esme. A masculine scent attacked his nose.

“Wear!” Jason was so hot that he was reluctant to turn off the AC.

“I don't want to wear it.” Esme even shuddered, unwilling to take her suit.

When he fell from the hospital in the past, Jason didn't even care. Now that he was just cold, why would he suddenly take off his coat for her? Show him attention?

Too bad, Esme doesn't care anymore ….

“Wear!” Jason threw the suit in his lap, commanding him arrogantly.

Jason frowned.

Goddamnit! He took off his suit, but why did he feel hotter?

Esme picked it up, and very reluctantly put on her suit while glaring from the corner of the eye. “If you really pay attention to me, you won't blow up an AC that high.”

“I feel hot!” Jason snapped, a little annoyed.

As if detecting something in Jason's voice, Esme couldn't help. But look carefully in silence for a few seconds.

It's been very cold, but this guy still feels hot?

Even Jason felt the heat seem to increase every second. It felt so hot and so uncomfortable that he pulled his tie in annoyance. It looked like it wanted to tear it into pieces.

Realizing the red hue on Jason's face, Esme asked, “Did you drink a lot there earlier?”

“The only drink I picked up was in your name.” Completely annoyed, Jason jerked his answer.

Esme finally solved the problem of hearing Jason's answer.

Repeating the scene in her mind, and Clara's reaction when she sees Jason swallow the brandy in one gulp, Esme is increasingly convinced that the problem lies with the liquor.

“Only one drink is enough to make you feel hot and disturbed like this?” Esme pretended not to know and made a cynical comment.

Jason ignored Esme as he continued to pull his tie with violent gestures.

Hoping for cold air, Jason's hand grabbed the AC button which turned out to be already in the lowest setting. It can't be taken any further.

He then opened the car window, raising the speed, causing a strong wind from outside to explode inside the car. Instantly, both of their hair was in a mess.

Esme used both of her hands to press down on the long hair that flew in all directions like a madman as it smashed onto Jason's face.

“Jason, close the window! The wind gives me a headache!”

Whether it was due to a lack of practice, or he was actually still recovering from the accident, his current new body was extremely weak. Too weak for his taste.

Jason's eyes swept over Esme's face, seeing the woman frowning as if enduring the pain.

He wordlessly closed the window, but the gloom on Jason's face deepened. Even this discomfort increased significantly.

A gust of cold air from the car AC hit him after the window closed. But it only lasted a few seconds before disappearing ….

Jason's thin lips formed a straight line, even his neck as if it was bulging. The furrow in Jason's eyebrows deepened. Obviously he's very uncomfortable.

“Could Clara put the medicine into the drink you were drinking?”

Just after Esme said that, the brake squeaks of the intense friction between the road and the car tires made a terrible sound.

The effect of the sudden brake caused Esme's body to be thrown forward. His head hit the dashboard.

Before the pain in his forehead was felt, he was already pulled back by the seat belt mechanism, and threw him into the seatback.

Shaken consecutively made Esme's body lose control and she became confused for some time.

“You ...” He glared angrily at Jason.

Before Esme showed her ferocious evil face, fear filled Esme's unprepared eyes with the closeness of Jason's face. The man was right in front of his two eyes.

“Jason, what ... what are you doing?”

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