[2] The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 325

Jackson narrowed his eyes because of a pain in his calf. As he paused, Jennie kicked at the other leg of his. He thought she was going to kick him in the lower body, but it turned out to be his leg. He failed to dodge her kick and felt a strange tingling in his legs.

"You..." Jackson didn't expect Jennie to be capable of this. In his memory, she didn't learn any self-defense. Even if she did, it was impossible for her to do this...

However, Jennie didn't even look at him, clenched her teeth, and pushed him away. Jackson who was temporarily weak from the pain in his leg staggered back. Jennie successfully freed herself from his arms and secretly appreciated Jisoo teaching her this skill.

At first, she only learned the acupuncture points on the upper body, including those on hands and arms, but Jisoo spent another week teaching her to recognize the acupuncture points on her legs before leaving London. However, she learned this skill in a hurry, so she barely used it. She was just taking a gamble and didn't expect to kick at the right place.

However, Jackson used to be an orthopedist. Although he was shocked by her attack on the acupoints on his lower leg, he only had a pain in his legs. Within half a minute, he had calmed down and was sure there was nothing wrong with his leg except the pain. Then he saw Jennie rush to the window and she ran so fast that the closed curtains stirred slightly.

What was she going to do?

The door had been locked. Was she going to jump out of the window?

But here was the tenth floor of the hotel!

As soon as this idea popped up in his mind, Jackson endured the pain and rushed over. "Jennie! Come back!"

His legs were so long that when Jennie rushed to the window and leaned on the wall to adjust her disordered breath, he had come to her, grabbed her arm, pulled her into his arms, and pressed her hard in his arms. "Even if you kick me to death today, I won't let you go. Stop messing around. I know you're drugged too. You want it too, don't you?"

Jennie put her hands behind her and clenched a corner of the table, saying in a trembling voice, "Jackson, I'll give you one last chance. Let go of me! Don't touch me!"

However, the man chuckled at her weak warning. Amused by her naiveness, he bent over and kissed her ears as he said firmly, "Tonight, here, you'll be mine..."

Before he finished, Jennie hit him on the head without mercy. With the thud of a heavy blow on the skull, Jackson suddenly froze.

Jennie leaned against the table trembling and watched the man who was holding her hard gradually let go of her, looked at her in disbelief, and slowly fell to the ground.

Falling to the ground, Jackson couldn't speak. He stared at the heavy crystal ashtray grabbed in Jennie's hand, on a corner of which there was stained with blood. Jennie trembled all over but still grabbed that ashtray hard. He stared at her for a long time until the dim light went black until he closed his eyes...

Jennie looked blankly at the man who heavily fell to the ground. She had consumed all her strength in hitting the back of his head. She wasn't sure how hard she had hit him, but when she saw Jackson, a tall, strong man, suddenly fall to the ground and blood from the back of his head instantly reddened the shoulders of his white bathrobe, she threw the ashtray to the ground shakily, collapsed to the ground and could hardly get up.

Did she kill him?

She didn't find the acupoints on the back of his head. She wasn't sure whether her attack was lethal or had caused great injury to him, but she didn't have another choice. She had to protect herself and she had given him a chance...