My Evil Husband
He cares a lot!

Hearing this question from Esme, Jason was completely unaffected. He answered with a question as well, “Do you like this one of you, or before?”

Esme was shocked because she did not have a good impression for the original body owner, but it was only towards her personality. The owner of the original body bothers Jason, yes, and all that to get his attention.

The original owner of the body loved him, there was no mistake in that.

“I've never liked myself.” Esme revealed with a smile. Hearing this, Jason's gaze deepened.

Esme doesn't want to go too far about her feelings and love. Therefore, he changed the topic. He moved his chin forward as he said, “Cut quickly, I'm hungry.”

“Don't you see I've cut the steak in front of you?” Jason said as he pointed at the plate in front of Esme with a glance at his eyes. “Do you not know how to eat it?”

“But I've eaten what's in front of you.”

“This is fine.”

For a moment, Esme was confused by the answer.

The memory of the original body owner says that Jason was the one who paid attention to cleanliness. Someone who puts a cleanliness at the very top of his life list.

Is he okay eating with his saliva?

Seeing Esme dazed instead of eating, Jason urged her, “Why don't you eat? Didn't you say you were hungry?” When Jason finished saying this, he stuffed the steak piece into his mouth, chewing while looking at Esme.

A pair of dark phoenix eyes with a charming alluring light, caused Esme's heartbeat to beat faster and she dropped her gaze.

Esme continued to eat dinner in confusion. While avoiding Jason's sharp gaze that was fixed on him the entire time, he really couldn't feel the food properly.

Everything felt bland, slid into his throat just like that when the complex emotions he was feeling at the same time.

“You still haven't told me the company you work for.” Even Jason was waiting for him to tell it himself.

Jason looked at the scar of the red prick and the purple bruise on Esme's fingers. Eyebrows wrinkled, “You work at the embroidery?”

Esme felt empty once again. Is making a dress in it as a embroidery work?

He nodded, “Ya.”

“ Embroidery work is a low-level job that does not provide much salary.” Jason said coldly. This damn woman, should she trouble herself like this?

“It will increase in the future.” Esme answered with indifference.

“How is your work? Bari know I'm the name of that company!”

How dare that company allow his wife to do such menial work! At the very least, he should be a permanent member of the office staff.

Esme raised her head, then smiled, “What's wrong? Are you feeling depressed?”

Before Jason replied, Esme confirmed, “Don't ask. I won't tell you where my company works.” Stop for a while, Esme added, “I don't like you interfering in my work affairs.”

Jason grinned coldly hearing this. Even now he would not allow her to interfere in his work? In the past, he liked to show off in front of him. I hope to get compliments from him. But now, everything he did was kept secret from him.

At first, he was really angry when Esme did not return at lunch. Not knowing why, when he saw the wounds on the woman's fingers, his anger evaporated. Not only that, there are even feelings .. heartache.

His health is not in good condition to work. In the past, Esme who likes to push herself, in the end she herself who is exhausted then shut herself in the room.

Before, he had never felt this kind of heartache.

Feeling depressed about a woman, feeling worried about a woman, this really makes her feel uncomfortable and makes her doubt herself.

“Eat quickly.” Jason said, covering up the confusion in his eyes that kept swirling.

After dinner, Jason and Esme leave the restaurant. As they walked out of the hotel lobby, Clara who was having dinner with Layla immediately saw them. His eyes almost jumped out and his hand hit the table in an urgent voice, “Sister, look quickly! Isn't that Young Master Hall and Esme?”

Layla immediately stopped her movement, turning her body to look.

Esme and Jason leave the hotel. One in the front, and one in the back. Layla's face changed significantly. They come for dinner?

Jason Hall had dinner with Esme?

Many thoughts weighed on Layla's head, as Jason Hall never brought Esme to dinner.

“Esme Andreas, the whore!” Clara stared ruthlessly at Esme.

There was an inexplicable feeling in Layla's head. He felt a little worried and afraid that the most precious thing would be snatched away by the person he hated the most. Because he knew, if that happened, Jason would never get back into his hands again.

Of course there is also hatred ….

Without fancy and expensive makeup and clothes, ‘Tokalah’ it looks pretty neat. Clara was upset by this vision.

Why does neither she nor Layla have the genes for such a beautiful face and a good body shape?

“Eat!” Layla turned around, glaring at Clara.

Clara could already see Layla's mood turning bad. He said, “I didn't snatch your man, why are you glaring at me?”

“This is all your fault because Jason likes Esme!” Layla recalled her sister's failed attempt at drugging Esme and gritting her teeth angrily.

Clara felt very guilty. “How could it be my fault? I hate that bitch more than you.”

“If Jason Hall is really in love with Esme, it's because he slept with her last time.”

Clara was dumbfounded, then she appeared to lie in front of Layla.

Layla's gaze turned cold and hard. “What if Esme has a way to get Jason Hall back on her?”

“How is that possible?!” Clara's reaction became exaggerated. “Didn't she herself also anesthetize Young Master Hall before that, even until she was pregnant? Young Master Hall forced her to have an abortion.”

If Jason really wanted Esme, why would Jason act so cruelly, forcing Esme to abort their baby?

“What do you know?” Layla snaps at Clara. “Jason Hall cares deeply about that baby!”

“What?!” As Clara asked mixed in with a surprised tone, it was the same as a clash.

“I told you, Jason Hall cares about their baby. There's a reason Jason did it first."

Clara did not want to hear the true story, because from Layla's words and gaze, this had shown something bad.

However, the other side in his heart wanted to know that. "Sister, what do you mean? I don't understand."

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