Time passed very quickly too. Today is the last day Hanna is the wife of billionaire Jacky. Although the wound on the body has not completely healed, it is not as painful as before. Early in the morning she goes to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, she wants to cook a hearty meal as a farewell party with her 'fake husband'. She even prepared a cake for Juna, because Juna's birthday is two days away but she is no longer here. So she decided to make a cake in advance to put in the fridge. Juna treats her very well, she also wants to do something to show her gratitude.
She cooks and cooks all day long. After she finished everything, she called Jacky, but when she pressed the call button, she heard the bell ringing outside, so Jacky had returned. She happily opened the door to greet him. Anyway, from tomorrow the two will not see each other again, so she also wants to leave a little good impression in his heart.
"You're back? I've cooked a few dishes for a farewell party, you should go wash your face and wash your hands so we can eat together." Hanna smiled happily.
"You're not going to poison me to death, are you?" Jacky raised an eyebrow.
The smile on Hanna's face stiffened. Why couldn't he pretend to keep a good image in her heart? Why are you still deliberately messing with her until now? Hanna took a deep breath, trying to control the anger in her heart. I told myself to try to hold on to him for a bit, tomorrow is already out of his world. No more will he hear his sarcastic sarcasm.
Hanna went first to the kitchen to pick up the rest of the dishes, then pulled up a chair and sat down to wait for him. Jacky walked into the dining room, looking at a table full of food he was quite surprised. It is true that she also gave up a lot of thoughts. Did the divorce with him, leaving him make her so happy? He pulled out a chair and sat down, but not knowing what to think of it, he got up and turned to go upstairs.
"Where are you going? can't we have one last meal together?" Hanna was surprised to see that he had already sat down at the table and got up to leave.
"I'll go get some stuff." Jacky echoed.
Hanna tapped her finger lightly on the table thinking, what could he get up to? Is it supposed to be a divorce petition? Probably so. She was still thinking when Jacky returned. She saw him holding a bottle of wine in one hand and a document bag in the other. She raised her eyebrows, must be the divorce papers in the document bag he was holding? So what about alcohol? You're the one injured. He's also not cruel enough to force the sick to drink.
"All of these papers need your signature. Of course there's also the divorce papers I signed." Jacky handed her the bag of documents as he spoke.
Hanna took the document bag and opened it. It includes many different sheets of paper. At the top is a signed divorce petition. She smiled, took out a pen and signed the divorce papers, then looked at the rest of the papers. She was surprised when she reached the second page. House papers, the owner's name is Ms. She did not rush to sign, but turned to the next pages. There are three house papers, including a beachfront villa, a luxury apartment, and a house in the downtown neighborhood. The corner of her mouth could not help but twitch, she turned the rest of the pages and widened her eyes. The remaining four sheets are vehicle ownership papers, which are BMW, Lexus, Audi, and finally Mercedes-Maybach Excelero. He was too generous with his hand, but she couldn't get these things.
"I can't accept...you..." Hanna didn't finish her sentence when Jacky interrupted.
"You just take it all, it's your pay." Jacky's voice was cold.
"You misunderstood, I mean can you convert it into money for me? Save the effort later I also have to sell it for money." Hanna smiled honestly.
Jacky froze, how could he think this girl would refuse to accept what he gave him. She loves money so much that she doesn't know how to ask for a permanent free meal ticket. So is there any reason for her to give up some possessions that she may not be able to earn in her whole life. He tried to take a deep breath so he wouldn't get mad and strangle her. He nodded to her offer, if she wanted the money then he had no reason not to please her. Anyway, it was the last money to 'send' her out of his world.
"I'll do as you please. Can we have a drink together now?" Jacky poured a glass of wine and handed it to her.
Hanna was about to refuse because she was still injured, but when the glass of wine was brought in front of her, she smelled a delicious smell. She thought that drinking a little bit would not affect the wound much. So she didn't refuse to accept it.
Half an hour later.
"Jacky, I want another drink, this is so good." Hanna finished her wine glass and set it down on the table.
At first, she wanted to try a little, but then the more she drank, the more delicious it became and she couldn't give it up. leading to now she was drunk, she asked Jacky to go get more for her to drink. Jacky, although not as drunk as her, was still drunk. He stopped her from drinking, but she kept asking and talking and he was deaf so he got up and went up to the room to get another bottle.
Hanna saw Jacky get up and go upstairs, so she got up and followed. Jacky just opened the door to the room and saw that Hanna also followed. So the two of them were in the room opening another bottle of wine.
Fifteen minutes later.
"Jacky, you're so handsome, but it's such a shame to be gay." Hanna rested her head on his shoulder and said.
"I am not gay." Jacky closed his eyes to answer.
"What's the deal with two men? Jacky, are you on top or bottom? Is there an erection here?" Hanna dreamily asked while touching Jacky's 'little boy'.
As her hand touched, Jacky took a deep breath. He took her hand to stop her from touching it, but she didn't know whether to live or die, not only trying to touch it, but also gently 'squeezing'. The mouth is also really loud. then also used his other hand to poke his chest, complimenting him on his firm chest, good physique, so big 'little guy' that he couldn't use it. Always lament.
Jacky was drunk, but still sober enough to know what she was disparaging about him. He tried to open his eyes wide, raised his hand to her face and looked her straight in the eyes.
"I'll tell you, can I or not?" Then he bent down and kissed her passionately.