My Evil Husband

My Evil Husband
Ten Thousand Years


Apparently Jason took the medicine box, then very seriously put the medicine in his wound. A gentle blow Esme felt from the surface of her skin. It feels warm and soothing.


At the same time, he felt confused and anxious at once.


Jason suddenly took care of her?


In the past, ruthless Emperors had also treated him while injured with the same seriousness, like this. By blowing, it was as if she was afraid that it would make her even more in pain.


He remembered that time, he took an arrow for the Emperor. Unintentionally, it actually injured his own hand until the head of the arrow stuck into his palm.


At that moment, he caught the anxiety in the Emperor's eyes while putting the medicine in his palm.


Now, what he saw in Jason's eyes reminded him of the Emperor. Although the man was also the reason for his suffering, but still the beautiful memories they had missed could not be erased just like that.


Afterwards, they spent time together on the battlefield. Although every second of the day was filled with danger and lives were ready to be floated at any moment, but in his eyes, his heart, there was only him ….


However, when the new palace was already built, all these feelings began to unfold. The love and affection he had for her was divided among other women.


After the feeling had gone, all that remained was a cold attitude and abandonment.


Recalling these memories, Esme's eyes suddenly turned red. Looking at Jason's face, he felt as if the cruel Emperor he loved was in front of him right now.


Jason caught Esme's expression in which the hue of her face turned red. Jason was depressed because of this.


Then he thought, a husband taking care of his own wife is something to be expected. Why was Esme looking at him like this?


After cleaning the wound with disinfectant and wrapping it with plaster, Jason looked up. The eyes of this woman still looked pitiful as she looked at him.


Esme's gaze like this hit him directly. Like a hand gently stroking his heart.


The inside of his heart felt melted.


“It's done.” Jason's low voice was like a magnet attracting Esme's consciousness.


Esme was puzzled for a moment, before she quickly pulled her hand back. “Thank you.”


Is this an illusion?


Why does he feel Jason is too soft now? And the man's gaze ..it was not as usual.


Esme saw the wound on her hand. The wound is well treated, gauze and plaster to cover the wound area well.


Something passed through Esme's eyes. He was not sure, whether it was because Jason who resembled the cruel Emperor, or, whether it was the residual love of the original body owner.


“Why are you suddenly looking for a job?”


This question completely made Esme gain common sense. He answered without emotion. “I don't want to act like a beggar who every month asks for pocket money on Roy Andreas.”


Hearing this answer, Jason raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment before he spoke again, “I can support you.”


Esme froze and then she was surprised, “Did I not hear wrong?”


“You did not hear wrong.”


“I remember ... This is not how you treat me.”


Jason's gaze grew even more. “Do you remember what I said, that this all depends on your performance?”


“What depends on my performance?”


Jason looked at her coldly, getting sharper before he took out his wallet. A few seconds later, Jason slipped a black card from the wallet into his hand, “Take it!”


“For what?” Esme looked at her pretty hand with the shiny black card she was holding.


“Don't you say if you don't want to ask Roy for money every month like a beggar?”


“This is how you support me?”


“Not enough?” Jason showed a demonic smile. “Do you want me to choose using another method?”


Esme's not in the mood to argue with Jason. He refused and returned the card. “I don't want your money.”


Esme blinked her eyes, hiding a deep disappointment. “Twenty-one years I have lived a vacant life. After the car accident, I learned about it. Time to take off some things and some people.”


Jason's expression grew darker.


“I will work to prove my worth,” his journey again calmly.


“But you haven't found it.”


Esme keep smiling with it, “I'm not short of money at the moment.”


Esme is very confident. Winning one of the competition's prize modes was enough to make him rich. At that moment, he could even get out of this place without fear of having nowhere to stay.


“Take it!” The feeling of being rejected is not good at all. In the past, she had never been rejected by Esme, but she had never shown her kindness.


“Quite put it on the table.” Esme stood up and said, “I'm so tired. I want to rest early.”


“Esme Andreas!” Jason's hand suddenly shot out, grasping Esme's wrist and stopping her from leaving.


Jason did not hold back his strength, and it caused pain to appear in Esme's hands.


“Jason Hall, my hand hurts!”


Jason directed a glance at her hand, but disapproved of Esme leaving just because she said that.


The man's long fingers forced him to accept it in the palm. “Take it!”


Esme really felt this whole situation was so ridiculous. “I said I don't want it, why should you force me?”


“No reason.” A complex emois trail surged deep within his eyes.


“What does this still mean? When I expressed my concern in the past, all you showed me was a cold demeanor. Now I don't care about you, but you forcefully put money in my arms. Mr Jason Hall, are you doing this to please me?”


“I've said if I want to know you again.”


“I've always been me, and you don't need to know me anymore.”


“At the time before we legally divorced, you were still my wife. Isn't giving money to you something very normal?”


“Good, I'll go up and sign the instant divorce papers.”


After all, the divorce agreement was in his hands.


Jason's eyes tapered as if it was the tip of a dagger. “You want to do it now?”


Esme really doesn't like him anymore?


Oh, shiont!


Why would he feel so upset knowing Esme doesn't love him anymore?


He did not like this feeling in the slightest!


Esme smiled, very real and sincere. “Isn't this what you're looking forward to?”


Noticing the pouting in Jason's deep eyes, Esme laughed lightly. “Could Young Master Hall change his mind and not want to divorce again?”


“Divorce papers on your hands are off.”


A cunning light flew in Jason's enchanting eyes unknown to Esme.


The smile on Esme's face disappeared, but she managed to modulate her tone, making her sound relaxed, “I understand. You are ‘King.’ Be it null or effective, determined by you.”


“I will prepare a new agreement. So, you can rip the one in your hand.”


“What?”


“Either I spoil you, or you spoil me. Its duration is ten thousand years. Before the new agreement is ready, you must take this.”


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