How My Ex Became My Next

I see, grandma. Don’t worry.”

Marilyn sighed lightly, “Now you are the only one in our family. Why don’t I miss you?”

“By the way, how is Gilly?”

Speaking of Gilda, Jensen just said, “Grandma, don’t worry. She is fine.”

Hearing this, Marilyn knew what she meant. “Hey! Gilly is a good kid. But unfortunately, it’s too early for you to know each other. If I had… Forget it. I don’t want to talk about the past. “It’s getting late. You should go to bed early…”

“Yes, grandma. Please go to bed early.”

After getting out of Marilyn’s room, Jensen went back to his bedroom. He remembered that in the past three years, he seldom stayed at home and it was Gilda who had been helping him with family affairs.

On the contrary, he went home more often after divorce.

But from time to time, he missed the days when Gilda used to live here.

Jensen pushed open the door. There was no trace of Gilda in the room, and even her existence was gradually erased by time…

Jensen walked to the floor–to–ceiling window and looked at the night scene outside. He couldn’t help taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and hung it on the corner of his mouth.

The smoke was filled with melancholy.

Marilyn didn’t know when she stood at the door of the room. A servant supported her and was about to make a sound, but Marilyn stopped her.

She looked at Jensen by the window and sighed helplessly.

Then he whispered to the servant, “Let’s go. Take me back!”

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Marilyn could feel the change of Jensen during this period. She couldn’t help but say, “Give me my phone and I will call Gilly early tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, Mrs. Green.”

The next day.

When Gilda woke up from Jackson’s room, she was a little confused. She looked at her phone and found it was almost eight o’clock.

“Phew, why are you sleeping so hard?”

Gilda complained and got up quickly.

Suddenly.

Her eyes saw the clothes neatly stacked on one side. Obviously, they were prepared for her.

Gilda took the clothes to the cloakroom and changed them. The styles of these clothes were all in line with her preference, even the size was just right.

“Isn’t that too appropriate?”

Gilda changed her clothes and went downstairs. Jackson’s voice came

unexpectedly from the direction of the dining room, “Get up? Come and have breakfast!”

Gilda followed the sound source and ran into Jackson. With a smile in his eyes, Jackson naturally reached out to take her by hand and said, “Come here for breakfast.”

Gilda let him lead her to the dining room. There was a delicate breakfast on the table with lotus seed paste buns, which were her favorite food.

“These… Did you do all this?”

Gilda asked in surprise.

Jackson smiled and pulled out the chair for her. “Have a try!”

With a touch of curiosity, Gilda picked up a lotus seed paste bun with

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chopsticks and took a bite. It tasted very authentic.

“Jackson, it’s so delicious

Jackson handed her a glass of milk and said, “Have more if it tastes good. III take you to the company later.”