However, Anna quickly realized that Jackson was only acting to prevent suspicion from his grandparents.

She probably had some ketchup on the corner of her mouth, which he gently wiped from her lips. Anna willingly cooperated with such a farce, closely embracing him while feigning happiness as she asked, "Why are you here?"

Although it was his grandparents' house, Jackson and Anna made an effort not to show up on the same occasion. So, it was quite odd that he decided to visit today of all days.

"I knew you'd come here today and wanted to spend some time with you," he said sweetly.

What a loving pair they are!

But that wasn't the case. In reality, Jackson didn't believe that she was here to do him a favor. He actually came to check, thinking that she was lying to him.

Ever since their accidental one-night stand, which he thought was her deliberate scheme, Jackson just couldn't allow unpredictable things to happen again if he could help it.

Anna, on the other hand, was disappointed with Jackson. Regardless of what he did now, his assumptions were irrelevant.

Amy then invited Bob for lunch while Anna and Jackson entered the dining hall hand in hand.

The surrounding atmosphere was filled with delight after they had eaten lunch. Anna graciously served Jackson soup and vegetables.

He and Bob talked about company matters over lunch before the latter shifted the conversation and asked, "Ann said you don't want to have a baby at the moment. Your Grandma and I were looking forward to our great grandkids, but we respect your decision."

His statement basically implies that Jackson wasn't obligated to visit Anna every Wednesday anymore.

Jackson turned his gaze at her calmly.

He looked back at Bob and smiled. The latter's eyes curiously observed his grandson as he asked, "Were you surprised? Are you happy?"

Jackson then took a slice of bread for Anna before answering calmly, "Well, the doctor also advised us that it would be easier for her to conceive if she's more relaxed."

Anna immediately said, "Right!" as she nodded in agreement. But deep down, she was disgusted. His words right now were utter nonsense to her.

However, in the back of Amy's mind, she was genuinely happy to see how loving Anna and Jackson's expressions were as their eyes met, making her believe they were lovebirds.

On that note, their lunch happily came to an end. Jackson had a scheduled business meeting in the afternoon, while Anna said her farewell to the old couple as she also decided to leave.

Since she didn't drive her car when she came, she took Jackson's arm, intending to get a ride.

Anna opened the front passenger seat door and noticed a car sticker with a picture of a woman on one side and with the words: [My exclusive seat! Other women, please take the back seat.]

She was in quite a pickle, it was embarrassing, but she knew that Jackson's grandparents were still watching them, so she climbed in the car nervously.

Their playing house and act of being a loving couple finally ended the moment Anna closed the door. At that same instant, Jackson realized that she was in a seat that wasn't rightfully hers, and his expression immediately turned cold.

Anna felt suffocated in such an atmosphere. She pulled her smartphone from her bag and opened her Uber app.

The car immediately stopped as soon as it was out of the villa's area. Anna pushed the door to get off, but Jackson grabbed her wrist before she could even get out.

She turned back to look at his deep, dark, cold eyes. Anna exhaled before explaining, "Grandpa and Grandma were watching. I had no choice but to sit here. Now let me go."

"Just tell me what you want!" Jackson snapped.

At this moment, Anna realized that he still didn't believe that she had freed him of his torturous obligation to her. She pulled back her wrist, which had turned red and painful.

She no longer wanted to stay here. After giving it some thought, she smiled and teased, "Well, I'm playing hard to get. After all, we only got married because of my scheme. Now that it isn't working, I obviously have to try another approach, don't you think?"

Jackson then had a flashback of her outrageous appearance the night she ran after his car until her feet bled. Thinking about her words, he then said coldly, "Get out!"

Anna then whined as she happily got off the car, "Hey!"

Jackson was speechless as he wondered, 'Was she doing it on purpose?"

He wanted to question her further but saw her standing at the side of the road as she took out her red lipstick and applied it to her lips.

Anna had to wear demure clothes today since she had visited his grandparents. She looked gentle and lovely in a floral dress topped with a long brown fur coat and her hair neatly tied in a ponytail.

The moment she wore her red lipstick and took off her hair tie, her aura switched from being gentle to being provocative.

Seeing such a sight made Jackson feel inexplicably irritable again, so he drove away instead.

They haven't seen each other since they parted that day in not so amicable terms.

Gary believed that his boss had been acting rather odd recently. Jackson had always hated having to visit Anna on Wednesdays regularly and was always glum on such days as a result.

But now that he wasn't obligated to do so, he seemed even more gloomy than he normally was on such days.

On the other hand, Anna was quite brave in making such a decision. Back then, everyone was fully aware of how in love she was with Jackson. So, why did she suddenly change? Why has she even disappeared for an entire month?

It's even worth noting that Jackson also doesn't seem quite able to adjust to their current situation. It was obvious that he wasn't used to this set-up either, no matter how much it favored him.

Today was Wednesday once again. Jackson didn't visit his wife and refused all sorts of entertainment to pass the time, which was starting to worry Gary. He hoped his boss could go out and have fun for even a little while so they could both stop working overtime.

Jackson, who was quietly sitting in the back seat, suddenly said, "Go to Twilight."

As soon as they arrived at the club, the owner, Sam Brown, hurriedly rushed toward Jackson. "Jackson! Your wife has gone crazy!" He said helplessly.

Jackson's expression slightly shifted as he asked coldly, "Isn't she filming? Why is she back?"

Sam stopped.

Jackson frowned and impatiently said, "What are you doing? Lead the way!"

Sam trembled as he clarified, "It's not Gina. It's Anna!"

Jackson gave him a cold stare. It seemed that for Sam, Anna was now worthy of being Mrs. Will.

Sam was really clueless. After all, if he hadn't referred to Anna as such, he would eventually have been reprimanded by Jackson's Grandparents. However, he did so without realizing that it made Jackson quite furious.

Jackson then turned around, about to leave, when Sam pursed his lips as he said, "I suggest you go inside and have a look. Anna is making quite a ruckus. The consequences of this aren't any different from that of you being caught meeting with Gina…."

Jackson knew full well that Anna was quite the troublemaker. So, he quietly followed Sam to the private room.

The music blared as soon as they opened the door. Several half-naked men danced around Anna, the dim lights and shadows enveloping their intertwined figures.

Jackson's gaze was fixed on her delicate and thin waist under her loose blouse, which appeared even more dazzling than the brilliant lights as she danced. His gaze was cold and sharp in front of such a sight.

Then, the music suddenly stopped, which displeased Anna. She turned around and was stunned as his cold and piercing gaze greeted her. She stepped back and directly fell into the arms of the man behind her.

One of them men unhappily commented on the interruption, "What happened? Who is this man?"

Anna immediately reassured the man, who turned out to be Bill White, as she explained briefly, "It's okay, Mr. White. That man is my husband. Now, let's continue!"

She glanced at Jackson's expressionless face as she closed the door to continue partying.

Such indifference made sense. She wasn't important to him, after all. He naturally didn't care about her, and she had been used to it by now. What was she even expecting? Was she looking forward to seeing him angry just now? As if.

Anna merely shook her head to get rid of such thoughts and continued dancing.

The moment the private room doors were shut, Jackson, who was just standing outside, looked cold as if holding into his anger. The two people with him sensed his aura and didn't dare to speak.

Gary was too terrified to speak, so Sam had to bite the bullet and said hesitantly, "I… Should I escort your wife out — I mean, Miss Anna?"

"It was her choice to do something like this. It's none of your business!" Jackson said as he turned away.

None of them noticed that the door to the private room had been slight ajar all this time and only quietly closed as they left.

Anna leaned against the wall and recalled how just over a month ago, Jackson appeared in this private room, pulled her aside, and said to her, "Stay away from her!" as he hugged Gina tightly in his arms.

Just now, he wore the very same indifferent expression as he did that day.

Bill then put on his shirt and said, "Anna, I already signed the contract with you today. You might've been frustrated in love, but you do well in business. You're so charming and beautiful. You don't have to stay with such a coldhearted man! If I wasn't gay, I, without a doubt, would've definitely dated you already. Is Jackson also interested in men? Anyway, just how could he even ignore you with your perfect beauty and figure?"

Anna felt better as Bill made lighthearted jokes and teased her. "Come on, do you like him?"

Bill immediately shook his head and said, "That kind of man is cold and boring. I'll call some hot and young guys to entertain you. Let's think of it as reciprocity."

"All right," Anna agreed.

The manager later approached Jackson and reported that Anna had called for eight young and hot men. Upon hearing this, Sam spat the wine he was drinking in shock. But before he could wipe it and clean after his mess, Jackson had already left the room angrily.

Anna lounged languidly on the sofa. She had been busy socializing and drinking during the last few days leading up to the day of the contract signing, and now that it was finally over and done with, exhaustion had finally set in. All she wanted to do was sleep. She let a young man help take off her heels and socks. She didn't move and silently allowed him to give her feet a massage.

Her mind began to wander, and she couldn't help but get more and more confused. Bill had dared her to bet on whether Jackson had feelings for her or not.

He had deliberately ordered eight guys, all young and hot, under her name just because he wanted to see what Jackson's reaction would be.

Although Anna was also curious, she was also rational. "Whether he comes or not, I'm not going to win. I will just hurt myself."

"Why can't you win? If he comes, that only proves that he cares about you. I'm trying to help you, Anna. I bet he will come for sure."

The pop-rock dance music in the private box had been switched to a soft, soothing piano song. The young man was really skilled in doing massage. Some of the tiredness she was feeling eased slightly. Anna buried her face in the soft pillows and closed her eyes. "What a coincidence. I bet the same."

After all, Jackson had paid too much when he married her. It was a critical moment in his work. Someone would definitely have to pay if any unknown variables appeared on her side.

This was also the reason why Sam had urgently called Jackson when he saw her here in Twilight.

Anna faintly heard Bill say something else, but she couldn't open her eyes. The young man's massage skills were really good. He knew just how much strength he should exert to make it comfortable. She relaxed completely, almost falling asleep right there and then.

The door to the private box was suddenly kicked open. Anna woke up in shock at the loud bang it had created. Before she could react, Bill smiled and leaned slightly over her shoulder, teasingly whispered, "Well, well, well. The longer you live, the more incredible things you will get to see. That angry guy is Jackson? As in, Jackson Will, also known as the most gentle and elegant person among the upper-class men?"

Angry?

Anna was a little confused. She turned her head slowly to the opened doorway and at the man standing there. His expression was calm as usual. She couldn't see any sign of anger on his face.

The raging fire in Jackson's heart was extinguished when he saw Anna's sleepy eyes… and the young man giving her a foot massage.

Gary had been standing slightly behind Jackson and had a clear glimpse of the scene inside the room. He stared at the foot bath basin, essential oils, and salt scrub and said, "Sam, I just want to ask… since when did you have a foot massage service in your club?"

This was Twilight, the most expensive club in this city, and they were giving foot massages for entertainment.

Sam touched his nose. "Money is difficult to earn." Doing business was not easy, and the customers demanded too much sometimes.

In such an awkward situation, the foot massage obviously could not go on anymore. The handsome young guy packed up his things and left. Bill was not afraid and did not leave immediately. He leaned again and whispered in Anna's ear, "Five o'clock tomorrow evening. Don't forget."

Anna nodded. "Okay."

Bill got up and left, closing the door after him. Only the two of them remained inside the private box. It was finally quiet.

Jackson lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa opposite her. He lifted his dark eyes, as dark as the abyss, to gaze at her figure. The cigarette in his hand was burning, but it couldn't chase away the hostility and the coldness on his face.

Feeling a little unhappy, Anna buried her face in the pillow again. Maybe he really cared about her. She wanted to try and find out.

She looked up.

"Do you think I'll pay more attention to you if you find an accomplice to trick me? I told you to obey the rules when I promised to marry you. The Will family needs dignity." Jackson said. His face, which was shrouded by the smoke from his cigarette, was indifferent. The boredom in his eyes was obvious.

Bill told Anna that Jackson had been engaged to Gina for four years, and yet there had been no talks about them getting married. And then Jackson married her, which showed that the problem between him and Gina was serious. Bill encouraged her not to give up and to keep on fighting for it.

How ironic that she almost believed him!

Anna drew in a deep breath and said coldly, "Even if my reputation is shattered and I lose my dignity, the first one who will suffer is the Green family. Don't ever mention our marriage again. Bill's hobby is known to all the people in this city. Do you think everyone is like you and would let their wife deal with the aftermath after they were caught cheating?"

With a faint smile, Jackson glanced at her and said, "Anna, it's your scheming that got us into where we are. Your innocent and righteous appearance right now, it's really…."

"Fake?" Anna supplied for him, a sneer on her lips.