Kingsly walked away, leaving only this sentence, "You should know that in your current state, you're not fit to talk to Jackson."
Seeing him head to the bathroom, she quickly moved before him, reaching out to block his way.
He looked at her intensely, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I'm about to take a shower. Want to join me?"
She was so angry her teeth itched, treating this moment as if she were talking to a scoundrel and a rogue. "Don't worry, I care more about Jackson's feelings than you do. I won't reveal our current situation. I want to hear his voice."
"If you want to shower with me, I'd be happy. After all, I'm still very fascinated by your body."
"Kingsly!"
"Want to join?" Kingsly smiled and gently lifted her chin.
Rachel broke free from him and raised her hand to slap him.
