Chapter 112 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

“Huh?” Jackson stared at the entrance in confusion in the middle of our meal.

Macy took one look at him and said blankly, “What is it, monkey? Did you see one of your own kind?”

“Shut up if you’ve nothing nice to say,” he huffed. Then, he added while glancing at the entrance, “I saw someone I know.”

Feeling curious, I turned to look. It was indeed someone he knew, Nick Harrison. And there was a woman beside him.

It was the woman from the last time.

I turned back to Jackson and couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Do you know him?”

He nodded. “Not only do I know him. Back then, I almost…”

He stopped talking halfway as he stared at the woman beside Nick. “Why does she keep tailing him like that?”

“That has nothing to do with you. Just focus on your food, will you?” Macy said as she took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl.

Jackson turned back to the table and said unappreciatively, “I don’t eat meat.”

“You’re acting like a woman, Jackson. Are you gay?” Macy loved to irritate people whenever she was bored.

He became livid upon hearing her words but only hissed after hesitating for a moment, “You are saying I’m gay just because I don’t eat meat? So are monks gay then?”

Both of them continued with their childish bickers while I turned back to look at Nick.

I noticed that he and the woman had already gotten into their seats. There was quite some distance between our tables so they couldn’t really see us.

After our meal, Jackson tugged on both Macy and my arms while he said, “We should go have some fun tonight. I finally came back after such a long time, you two wouldn’t just leave me in the hotel and rot there, would you?”

She became speechless at that. “What do you mean have fun? Don’t you see that we’re both pregnant? Dragging two pregnant women out with you…”

“Oh damn! Two pregnant women? Since when did you get pregnant, Macy? Who’s the baby’s father?”

Jackson’s voice was quite loud since he was a bit excited.

It attracted the attention of those sitting by the neighboring table. I quickly hinted at him to lower his voice and said, “I’m pregnant which means she is also pregnant. We’re both pregnant. You know how we’re like conjoined twins. Don’t think too much about it.”

The thing was Macy didn’t want to let anyone know.

She heaved a sigh of relief when she heard what I said. Then, she said to Jackson, “It’s such a shame if you don’t become an editor with a brain like yours.”

“What the f**k!” he cried. “You’re the one who’s not using your brain when talking, alright?”

The sky was getting dark by the time we exited the restaurant. My phone was running out of battery but Jackson kept tugging on my arms as he said in a babyish voice, “Come on, you girls. Please, can we just go have some fun for a little while before we go back?”

Macy was dumbfounded. “Gosh, stop dilly-dallying. Sienna is pregnant now! How is she supposed to go partying with you?”

He smacked his lips in response. “Is there a rule which says that pregnant women can’t party? It’ll be fine if she doesn’t drink. Besides, there are some things that she has to talk about now that I’m here. It’s going to harm the baby if she keeps everything in her heart and not talk it out.”

Macy froze for a moment before looking at me. “How about we go and chat for a bit?”

I nodded and put my phone back into my pocket. “I don’t think bars or karaoke clubs are suitable. The smell of tobacco and alcohol is too strong. Let’s go to a café.”

“No way. What kind of café opens so late at night? Let’s just go to the hotel I’m staying at.” Jackson said. With that said, he dragged us into the car and added, “There were times when three of us used to sleep in the same bed back then. What’s there to be embarrassed about?”

Macy shrugged as she didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

Well, it was true. We didn’t have money during our college days. Whenever we went out on a vacation, we’d try to save money by cramming in the same room. Three of us had been friends for such a long time that Macy and I see Jackson as a friend and nothing more than that.

He started driving after turning on the navigator and he kept on chattering throughout the way there.

Macy found him annoying and didn’t bother with him anymore. She closed her eyes and slept but I listened quietly. He took a glance at me and said, “The most obvious symptoms of depression are feeling dejected, and those who have it wouldn’t sleep when it’s time to sleep and vice versa. They’d feel indifferent most of the time and wouldn’t be interested in anything…”

I started to feel frustrated as he continued to talk so I changed the topic, “Have you settled down in M Country? Are you planning on a long-term career development there?”

“Of course not!” His hands remained on the steering wheel when we stopped at a traffic light. “I’ve finished my studies on psychology and I’m preparing to return to K City. I plan to open up a clinic and live there.”

I knew that K City was Jackson’s hometown. After pausing for a moment, I asked, “Are you planning to stay now that you’re back?”

He shook his head and replied, “I still have to get back to M Country after I know what has happened to you. There are still some things I have to settle there.”

He stopped the car once we arrived at the hotel and tossed the car keys to the valet. By then, Macy had already woken up and she got down from the car, saying, “Why don’t you just open up a clinic here at J City? It’ll be much convenient for us too.”

Jackson chuckled as he glanced at her. “Why? What’s wrong with you? Is there something wrong with you emotionally or mentally too?”

She rolled her eyes but said nothing else afterwards.

He had reserved the room beforehand so after registering, we went up to the room together.

Once in the room, Jackson said listlessly, “I hate staying in hotels. It’s so boring and lonely.”

I took a glance at my phone and realized it had already turned off on its own. Macy seemed to be exhausted and had already fallen asleep on the couch.

“Since when did you notice that there’s something wrong with your emotions?” Jackson asked.

“Half a year ago,” I answered, feeling a little unsettled. “I would feel down very easily and do some very extreme things that would hurt myself or my child.”

It rarely happened and I would only lose control occasionally.

He pinched his nose bridge and said, “You know how you were five years ago, Sienna. That’s why you gotta take this seriously. Otherwise, it would be dangerous for you and your child once you break down.”

How could I not know? Finding out about Grandma’s sickness and watching Macy’s parents die with my own eyes had a great impact on me.

When Grandma passed away, I wouldn’t have made it through if it weren’t for George.

He then sighed and said, “Luckily I learned quite a lot while studying overseas. I won’t let you go to the extremes like what happened years ago.”

I nodded. It was almost 9 p.m. and Macy was already sound asleep.

So I asked quietly, “Is there something on your mind?”

He looked normal since the moment I saw him, but the disappointment in his eyes was so obvious. I could still see it even if he tried to hide it by acting like he was okay.

He froze for a moment before smiling at me. “Your eyes are still as sharp as always.”

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