Jackson's words were like a bomb, instantly blowing Emily's rationality away.
"You..." Emily looked at him in disbelief.
Jackson smirked, his gaze roaming over her disheveled appearance. "What about me?"
"We are not the kind of relationship Nathan said at all, why would you admit it?" Emily exclaimed.
"It wasn't before," Jackson wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "but it is now."
Nathan watched Jackson and Emily intimately, his eyes almost spewing fire!
Emily was disheveled, and he wasn't in a good state either.
His shirt was twisted and his face bore two blood marks, clearly scratched by a woman's nails.
He touched his face and indeed found blood on his fingertips.
"Jackson, let me tell you, Emily and I have been married for four years, she's no longer a virgin. I heard that you have a serious obsession with cleanliness, don't you care that she's not a virgin?" Nathan's words were quite harsh.