My Evil Husband
What a Weird Dream

Esme looked down, taking her eyes off Jason's. Her feelings turn to annoyance, “Please put it on and finish it.”

Didn't Jason say that he was just gonna help her out and do nothing? Really, the words of a man are unbelievable! Jason was like this, Dong Fang Xuan was also one of them.

“Your appearance is now very beautiful!” Finishing her work, she left a charming smile.

“This is the first time you've said I'm beautiful. Normally you would use the word ‘smile’ to describe me.”

These words made Jason's eyes turn into a sharp darker one, but his answer was shameless, “Really? I don't remember.”

“That's how men are, always forget what they say.”

Jason grabbed Esme's top shirt and put it on as well.

Esme wants to turn around and get out, but Jason pulls her back, “I'll carry you.”

“It's just a few steps, I'm not an old woman.” He's feeling pissed.

“Doctor says, you can't do intense activity.”

“I'll walk slowly. It was not an intense activity.” He turned around, looking at Jason indifferently, raising his legs before coming out.

This woman ….

Esme dries her hair and then gets into bed. The entire time, Jason was sitting on a chair beside the bed, watching him with a dark expression.

From going out the bathroom, until she dried her hair thoroughly, until she got into bed, this woman never opened her mouth to talk to him.

Jason watched. Did this woman really give up on him?

Esme lay on the bed to rest, but she did not feel sleepy in the slightest.she stared blankly at the ceiling, looking bored.

“Can't sleep?” Jason asked.

“En.”

“Esme, let's talk a little.” Jason asked for it, crossing one long leg to the other.

“Speaking about what?” Esme turned to look at him.

“I have ordered Noe to find out who this Dong Fang Xuan is.” Jason's eyes were fixed on his face, but Esme did not even give the slightest reaction.

Esme's heart was tightening inside. However, on the surface, his expression remained the same. “Oh ...”

Jason's eyebrows go up to his forehead, “You're not curious about the result?”

Without really noticing him, Esme asked, “How did it go? Did you find that guy?”

“Dong Fang Xuan, was an Emperor of the Imperial Dynasty.”

Esme's head was like it broke even though she did her best to control her expression in front of Jason. His pupils shrank sharply.

Seeing the unusual expression, Jason felt the truth. Is that really him?

“This result is really beyond expectations.” Esme said calmly and smiled weakly.

“True, there is no such thing as Dong Fang Xuan here, in modern times.”

“Maybe because this name doesn't sound good.” Esme perfecting.

“Yes, this is really not good. Those surnamed Dongfang are only from a small family.”

Esme remained silent.

“Esme, before you passed out, you said something to me.” Jason continued to look at Esme with pressure.

The woman was surprised, “What did I say?”

“Dong Fang Xuan, I beg you not to execute my nine family connections.”

Jason's lips turned into a sarcastic smile, “I've already judged him. There is no online game with a character named Dong Fang Xuan.”

Esme's mind worked hard to regulate what she was going to say to Jason.

“So, tell me the name of the online game you used to play.”

Guilt attacks Esme. His eyes rolling with a little nervousness, “I play a lot of different games.”

“Really?” Jason chased after him, a mysterious smile hanging over him.

“I'm very sleepy. Don't bother me, I want to sleep quietly.” Turning his body around, Esme faced the other side.

On the other hand, Esme frowned, ‘she was already suspicious?’

He had very little thought Jason would be so capable of figuring out who Dong Fang Xuan was. Biting his lower lip, Esme wondered, did the sentence he spoke unconsciously make Jason suspicious?

At this moment, he was truly regretful after getting out of control. Basically, it dug a hole of itself.

Now, not only is she hospitalized, but Jason continues to chase those few words.he feels like he has lifted a stone to crush his own leg. He's so careless!

Behind him, Jason watched with the same posture. His legs were long over the other legs, and his eyes were getting gloomy at the same time.

On this night, not only did Esme fail to get a good night's sleep, Jason was also awake most of the night. One on the bed, and one on the bed. Both of them were immersed in their own thoughts and were completely confused until finally the morning arrived.

As the light seeped from the bedroom window, Jason rose from his sleep. His sharp eyes instantly narrowed and his brows furrowed. I don't know when, but last night he was really asleep and he was dreaming.

What a strange dream.

He saw that it was the Emperor and Esme was the Imperial Consort Song.

Esme's coughing voice drew her to the present.

Jason lifted his gaze, looking directly at Esme where the woman curled up like a ball and coughed nonstop.

The night passed in a hazy way because Esme could not sleep and her mind was in a mess. He could not sleep well, and when he managed to close his eyes, he was shrouded in strange dreams all night. When morning came, his throat was itchy and he coughed continuously.

Jason got up quickly, walked over and stood by his side. His wide palms touched Esme's back with a slight massage. As one of his hands flew into Esme's forehead, he was shocked.

Esme has a high fever!

Looking at his reddened face, a trace of worry filled Jason's face, “You have a high fever!”

She feverish? No wonder he felt like his head was going to break.

Jason carefully confirmed his position on the bed, then his hand pressed the emergency button.

“I'm very uncomfortable.” Esme involuntarily moved to her chest, leaning against Jason's chest.

Jason's heart ached for her, stroking Esme's temples and rubbing her head repeatedly. “It will be better after doctor come.”

Seeing the worry and sad expression on Jason's face, he smiled weakly. Asked in low tone, “You're worried about me?”

“You are my wife. If I'm not worried about you, who am I worried about?”

“Jason, don't you think I'm a bitch and want to divorce me?”

“Your fever peaked, and you still have time to think about these things?”

“Yesterday night, I had a very strange dream.”

Hearing this, Jason stiffened firmly, “What kind of dream?”

“I died, and my soul drifted to another world.”

Then, what about his own dream of Esme and Esme being the Imperial Consort Song? Wasn't that dream supporting her dream?

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