Jackson put his hands into the pockets. He looked at Gabrielle without expression, and Gabrielle also happened to look back at him.

The two people looked at each other, each of whom was with different minds.

Jackson knew that if he did not go back with Eric, perhaps Gabrielle would be brought back by Eric.

And Gabrielle also understood that there would be no more interaction between them if they were apart this time.

"We're going back too," Avery said to Gabrielle.

Avery came here to pick up Gabrielle, but she did not expect that so many things had happened in such a humble place.

It made her want to leave the place more quickly.

Gabrielle hesitated for a moment and said, "Avery, I want to go back to get something. You wait for me here, and I will come back soon."

With that, Gabrielle went back to the hut.

In the hut, Gabrielle stood by the bed. When she put the folded paper into her pocket, she suddenly felt a little sad.

She didn't know why she felt sad.

At this moment, the door of the hut was pushed open and closed again. Someone came in.

She didn't look back, because she knew it's Jackson.

"Why haven't you..."

Before Gabrielle finished her words, Jackson held her by the waist.

Gabrielle raised her head. The yellow light reflected his shadow on the wall. He held her in his arms.

She bit her lips and did not know what to say for a moment. The man kissed her hair and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to go back?"

Gabrielle shook her head, "No."

"I've asked them to stay here for a night. If you want to go back, I'll let them leave now."

With that, Jackson loosened her and turned away.

"Jackson!"

Gabrielle quickly stretched out to pull his sleeve.

Jackson suddenly pulled her into his arms, holding her waist and holding her off the ground.

"Ah! What are you doing? Put me down!" As her feet suddenly left the ground, Gabrielle was a little panicked.

"Where is my sister? Did she agree?" How could her sister agree with his request?

"Yes."

Gabrielle couldn't laugh anymore. It turned out that even her sister could see what would happen between them.

"Let me down. Let's go." Anyway, they had to go. There was no big difference for them to leave tomorrow or tonight.

Jackson stepped forward and put her against the wall. She held his neck and put her forehead against his.

He no longer stood high above the masses, but he whispered and begged, "Please stay with me."

It was the tone that Jackson would never use.

She dared not go to see his eyes and could only whisper, "You put me down first."

Jackson gently put her down and still kept her in his control. But he knew that there were many things that he couldn't control.

Perhaps, when he reached the top of power, he would know that control was actually the most lonely thing in the world.

The happiest time he had in his life was the period when he loved her, when he had been with her in the small apartment she had rented and when he stayed with her in this small fishing village.

The two hugged each other for a while. Gabrielle held his neck, "I want to take a bath."

He gave a low reply.

"Well, I haven't had a bath in two days. You help me prepare hot water." Two days ago, his back had been injured, and she had been guilty of letting him cook for her. As they were going to leave, should she ask him to do something for her?

Jackson took his hands back, "Wait for me."

The hut didn't have a water heater, so he had to boil water by himself first and then poured it into a large bathtub. If hot water was to be filled with a bathtub, it would need about a dozen buckets of water.

Gabrielle was a little curious. If the bathtub was full, the previously boiled water would be cold again?

It turned out that her fear was superfluous. Jackson was quick enough not to let his men help. After a while, there was a bathtub in the hut, which was full of hot water.

A simple screen just surrounded the wooden bathtub. Gabrielle stood behind the screen and undressed, knowing that she might have to face more problems after tomorrow, such as the woman named Tina, the wolves, and Ancient City.

Lying on the edge of the wooden bathtub, the water was immediately over her chin. Her black hair was floating on the surface of the water.

The hot air made her sleepy. There was a steady sound of footsteps coming to her. Someone was coming.

Who was it?

Gabrielle quickly stretched out to protect her chest. She raised her head, only to see Jackson carrying a bucket of hot water in.

"You."

She really did not expect Jackson would come in. He poured more hot water into the bathtub and then looked at her. Gabrielle put her hands in front of the chest, looking at him alertly.

Jackson took off his clothes. He said with a hoarse voice evilly, ��Let's take a bath together?"

His tone was full of orders.

He was not asking her but informing her.

Gabrielle blushed. There were special forces and bodyguards outside. In this case, if they took a bath together, it would be embarrassing.

And then she shook her head, "No. If you want to take a bath, I'll let you wash first."

Gabrielle knew he would not listen to her. After all, it was Jackson, who was never kind when he bullied her.

The man has taken off his clothes. Gabrielle covered her face with her hands, but through the fingers, she saw her healthy skin and muscles, which were so sexy.

Jackson knew that the woman was peeking at her. Unexpectedly, Gabrielle suddenly raised her head and screamed.

Bastard! How could he deliberately use that place against her?

Jackson did not want to let her go, and suddenly lowered his head to whisper in her ear, "Did not you see it?"

"I didn't look at you!"

"Oh, you didn't see it, and then I'll tell you it's greeting you." Jackson smiled evilly.

"Jackson, why are you so shameless? Get out."

As Jackson put one leg into the bathtub, he said, "I'll show you how shameless I'm. If you look like this and don't react, that's shameless."