Moonlight came through the white gauze curtain and sprinkled on the gray wool carpet.

Gabrielle did not turn back, and she could feel that the man behind didn't allow her to go. But Jackson was about to be engaged, and he had said he would never marry her.

Why would Gabrielle stay with a man who couldn't marry her?

She did not want to live forever in the dark. Even though she had no experience of love, she knew that a man was not willing to give up everything to marry the woman he didn't love.

So why would she stay?

She quietly clenched her fist and suddenly remembered that he had told her that if she left him one day, he would kill her.

Suddenly, she shuddered but watching him marry another woman was no difference with killing her.

So she had better leave before she got hurt.

She seemed to know nothing on the surface, but she thought about this matter perfectly well.

So she went to Avery.

Jackson strode forward, reaching for Gabrielle, but bodyguards pressed guns against his chest.

Jackson was fearless and went straight to Gabrielle until bodyguards stopped him with their bodies.

Gabrielle came to Avery quickly. She dared not look at the eyes of Jackson. Feeling a bit guilty, she said to Avery in a low voice, "Avery, could you please ask Evan to let Jackson go?"

Avery kept silent. She didn't like Jackson, but when she saw Jackson wanted Gabrielle to stay under the guns without fear, her heart softened.

Avery and Evan looked at each other, full of prayer.

Evan frowned. Why has Avery been so merciful recently? She not only wanted to let Charles go but wanted to let Jackson go?

"Do you know what you are doing?"

After the decline of the Clifford family, only the Oliver family could compete with the Howel family.

Now Jackson was in Ancient Country. Otherwise, how could Evan easily take him down?

Avery bit her lips. The drug didn't work any longer, but Avery's face was still red.

In the room, there were two handsome men. One was tied to the bed, and the other was tied to the chair.

Before Evan left, he ordered a bodyguard to shave Charles' hair.

Jackson had had a fight with dozens of bodyguards. After Gabrielle resolutely had followed them to go, he had lost his spirit and had been brought into Charles' room.

When he saw Charles, he frowned, "This bald head suits you well."

Charles darkened his face, "I hoped you could save me, but I did not expect you to be caught."

Although Jackson was tied to the chair, he slightly squinted his eyes and said, "It seemed that we underestimated Evan. Mr. Black was taken away by them."

They had expected no one to compete with Evan in A Country, but Evan was still powerful in Ancient Country.

"Did Gabrielle go with them, too?" Though Charles had been shaved, he didn't care about it and teased Jackson, "You cannot keep a woman with you."

"Don't worry. She won't run away."

"You're just calm."

"She couldn't get out of my hand," Jackson said with a smile.

But his voice was full of intense and complex emotions.

***

Servants were busily shuttling through the porch and the bedrooms. Some were with hot water basins in their hands. The towels in basins were swinging in the water as they walked. Some were with clean pajamas in their hands, hurriedly pushing the door into an extremely luxurious bedroom.

Several doctors in white coats lined up in the bedroom. This has happened a second time since Jessica came here.

Everyone was careful with fear of any mistakes, which would bring them disasters.

The pale woman closed her eyes and lay on the bed. The pure white quilt only revealed her head and hair.

Jessica had a few blood marks on her face. It was said that she had jumped from the balcony on the third floor and been scratched by branches.

Servants bowed their heads, but they looked at each other quickly. They had gossiped about Jessica. Jessica jumped down from the balcony, but there were only a few blood marks on her face.

Fortunately, under the balcony was a haystack; otherwise, she would have been hurt badly.

A servant pushed his companion to the side, "I heard that her brain was hurt. She refused to speak and open her eyes after waking up."

"Isn't she the sex slave Mr. Arlington bought?"

"Keep your voice down. You didn't hear that Mr. Arlington punished two servants who gossiped about her?"

"What are you afraid of? Perhaps, Mr. Arlington asked her to jump down; otherwise, why would she want to commit suicide?"

"She must be insane."

"..."

Jessica knew what people said about her, and she didn't care about it at all, but she was not used to that. The room was full of so many people, most of whom were doctors.

James asked all people to get out as if to feel her uneasiness.

Servants put down the hot water and clean clothes and went out.

James went to the hot water, wrung the towel dry, and pulled down the white silk quilt to expose her face. He wiped her face with the towel.

Her eyelashes quivered slightly like the wings of a butterfly.

James wiped her fair skin. The blood marks on the face were particularly shocking.

He touched the wounds, and at last, she reacted.

"Why did you jump?" Jessica was depressed, but he didn't believe that she would kill herself, but that she wanted to run away.

Jessica hadn't thought about it but jumped down. She had wanted to run away, so she had jumped down directly.

After she fell and was rescued, she regretted it.

But she was happy that perhaps this man would not touch her.

She understood what sex salve was, so she was afraid he would touch her.

This strange but familiar man let her confused.

"Why don't you answer my question?" James was irritated, but he controlled his temper, "You know, I have a lot of ways to let you talk. Guess which way I would use?"