Chapter 13

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WRITER'S POV 

They had to reach an agreement and keep copies of the signed documents each for themselves for future reference after she had gone through it and accepted.

"Like I said before, I have my conditions," Vera whispered to him as she sank into the bathtub filled with warm water and rose flowers.

If she wasn't in pain, she would have commented about how big the bathroom was. Just the same size as her bedroom and parlor put together.

It's high time she understood that this man is loaded with money and she can't help but think that he's engaged in some illegal business of some sort to be so wealthy and careful.

Jack crouched down beside her and massaged her shoulder and neck. He murmured apologetic words to her.

"Look at what my fingers did to your delicate skin. I'm so sorry, Vera. I didn't mean to hurt you again." 

"It's pointless trying to tell me that." She looked at him intently. "Tell me, what happened to you? I mean, it's abnormal to always be sex driven and a beast in bed." She wondered.

He took her hand and covered it with his palms. Vera looked at their joined hands and thought about what it would be like to have him as a normal lover.

"I was in a coma for nine months, and the only way for me to come out of the trauma was to overdose on fluoxetine and Adderall. I…"

"What's that? Fluoxetine and Adderall?" Vera asked curiously.

"Antidepressant drugs that expose one to hypersexuality if consumed too much. I lost my wife as a result of it, and it's all my fault for being such a sickling." He explained sadly.

He looked at her and doubted if what he saw in her eyes was worry and sadness. Could it be that she's worried about him? It isn't true; she's blaming him for falling prey to a strange illness and getting treated with such medicine.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you went through such psychological trauma. And don't blame yourself for what happened to you, you didn't wish for that." She said almost drawn to tears.

Jackson was surprised by her reaction. He expected her to run far away from him and blame him for what happened as everyone else did. They all left him.

"No, it's my fault that I almost fûcked my wife to death, and J. T. C went bankrupt. I avoided my own family because of fear of the unknown and I was left with nothing but to start from scratch. I revived my company, but what about the heart to accept people back into my life? What about winning them back so they can come back to me" He stood up and paced around.

Vera forced herself out of the bathtub and went to hold him. "Do you regret telling me about what happened to you?" She asked, pressing her skin against his.

Their faces were so close that his quick breaths grazed her face. 

"No… I feel a lot better talking to you about it. I'm kind of relieved. Sorry if I made you feel that way. I am just not used to people believing and pitying me." He said, rubbing the tip of his nose on her forehead.

"I'm only concerned because of Tim, your son. I can't believe myself right now. I keep getting entangled with you, and it doesn't feel right at all." 

"I can't let you get too attached to me, I'm no good. Though I won't deny that we are attracted to each other, if you are uncomfortable or inconvenienced to do this, I won't hold you back," 

"I want to leave, like bounce out of your sight and never see you again, but I can't seem to be able to do it. You need help, in one way or the other, you might seek me again, so I will do this until your doctor comes back." 

"You said something about conditions; tell me whatever you want, and I promise to do it for you."

"Promise?"

"Yeah,"

"Don't fall in love with me. It's all sex and no strings! And it's over when your doctor comes back," She stated flatly.

He hesitated before he swore never to give her reason to want to stay even if he broke his promises. Vera thought that was enough.

"We will go to your house later and fetch everything that you might need during your stay here." He choked.

Vera didn't know if what she did made her look cheap or senseless. What would her friend think of her? Nathan, her neighbor, might also recommend another doctor to her.

"I have been wondering how you knew about what happened and came here," Jackson cheered up as he carried her to the bathtub again.

Vera rolled her eyes. "Let's say I was submitting my resignation letter and your son called Mrs Briggs."

"So I should count myself lucky since my son turned out to be some sort of lucky charm today, huh?" He laughed broadly at her for the first time.

"Now look at you laughing, makes you hotter than you look already. You should do that more often." She laughed.

He put her inside the bathtub and took the soap and sponge.

"Let me ease your pain," he splashed water on her breasts.

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