Chapter 228 Her Trump Card
- “I know! Jackson, you must have been exhausted from the past few days, right?” Estelle’s voice was gentle while she tugged on his hand lightly.
- “You’re right. I’m quite tired.” Jackson frowned before extricating his hand from hers and turning away.
- Sensing movement from behind him, he guessed that she was about to hug him from the back again. He spun around and met her dumbfounded eyes.