Bound to My Billionaire Ex

Chapter 31 I Like Your Body

Chapter 31 I Like Your Body

Rejoyla's body tensed up as she looked into Jason's cold black eyes. Hurriedly, she covered her stomach and cried, "Ah, it hurts!"

Jason's scrutinizing gaze lingered on Rejoyla's face for a moment. Just when she thought he was about to discover her secret, he gently placed her on top of the cabinet and said, "Wait here!"

Rejoyla watched as Jason rummaged through the kitchen and managed to find some bread and several eggs and tomatoes. She told herself not to hope that he might surprise her with his cooking skills and captivate her with a delicious meal.

The fact was, Jason threw the bread to Rejoyla before boiling the tomatoes and eggs in a pot!

Shocked, Rejoyla jumped off the cabinet and stared at the unwashed eggs and tomatoes. With a wry smile, she asked, "What are you going to make?" Please don't tell her that he was planning to make tomato and egg soup!

Despite the fact that Jason wasn't a good cook, he knew that this wasn't the way to make tomato and egg soup. He pouted and said, "I assure you that it'll be edible. It's none of your concern!"

Rejoyla rubbed her forehead and pushed Jason aside. "Let me take care of this!"

Jason watched as Rejoyla neatly took out the bread and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

Rejoyla let out a gasp of surprise. She felt her stomach and then beamed. "Really, I'm feeling better now!"

She snuck a peek at Jason. It seemed that he had a pain-relieving effect on her-she had been scared by him!

After silently expressing her astonishment at Jason's peculiar ability, Rejoyla turned her attention to the ingredients before her. Although her stomachache had eased, she was still hungry and eager to satisfy her rumbling stomach.

With limited ingredients and a pressing need to eat, Rejoyla searched the seasoning area for milk, peanut butter, butter, and cream. She mixed the milk and cream, soaked the bread slices in the mixture, and began frying the eggs. When the fried eggs were ready, the bread slices were also well socked. She melted some butter in the pan and placed the bread slices, frying them until they were golden brown on both sides. Then, she divided the bread and eggs into two plates.

As for the tomatoes, Rejoyla blanched them in hot water to remove their skin, diced them into small pieces, and made them into a salad, which was then served in a glass bowl.

"Done!"

Rejoyla turned off the stove and checked if everything was well prepared. Then, she clasped her hands together, looked at the bread, fried eggs, and salad on the table, and smiled at Jason. "You know, the bread will taste even better with peanut butter, but I remember you don't like it. You can choose any sauce you want from over there. Where would you like to enjoy this meal? Here or back in the room?"

Jason grabbed a tray and placed everything, including peanut butter, on it. "Back in the room!" The messy kitchen wasn't an ideal spot for a meal.

Rejoyla craned her neck to look at the tray in Jason's hands. In fact, she was asking where Jason alone wanted to enjoy the meal. She preferred to stay in the kitchen, which was none of his business!

However, she refrained from speaking her mind and followed him back to the room.

In the room, Rejoyla consumed most of the food, while Jason only had a slice of bread and half a fried egg-a sign of dislike. Without hesitation, she finished her own plate and took his, devouring everything until there was nothing left.

Jason's gaze moved from the empty plates to Rejoyla's slender waist. Suddenly, he reached across the table and placed his big hand directly on her belly. Rejoyla was first confused, and then her face gradually turned red with anger. "Jason Sterling, Have you no decency? Get your hand off me!"

Jason's behavior was truly lewd!

He ran his hand across Rejoyla's belly before withdrawing it and saying in a flat tone, "Try to eat less. I don't like a big belly."

"Big belly?" Enraged, Rejoyla climbed to her feet and lunged at Jason, but she suddenly recalled something important. Her body stiffened, and she stumbled towards the plates and forks placed between her and Jason. She was going to be disfigured!

While Rejoyla instinctively held her head, she felt a strong hand steadied her body. Jason sighed as he looked at her. "Use your brain a little more, would you? You almost caused an accident. Rejoyla, were you trying to hit on me? If that was your aim, you could have just told me. There was no need for this kind of trouble!"

Rejoyla didn't bother arguing with Jason. Her lips quivered as she spoke, "Jason, what should I do? I forgot to take my pills. Oh no, let me calculate. Jacquelyn had her wedding last weekend, right? Today is Wednesday, so it's been three days. It's still within the 72-hour window, though barely. Hurry! Help me find the pills!"

It finally dawned on Jason what Rejoyla was worried about. With a serious look and pressed lips, he asked in a seemingly emotionless tone, "Are you afraid of becoming pregnant?"

"Of course! If I were to get pregnant, would you marry me?" Rejoyla rolled her eyes.

Jason still pressed his lips, sending a chill through Rejoyla's heart. Even though she hoped for his love, she knew she had better focus on finding the pills. She stood up with Jason's support and walked barefoot on the carpet. "Pills, pills, pills," she murmured. "I don't have any at all. Where can I get them now? Joana wouldn't have such things... Wait, Jacquelyn might have some, right?

Jason's lips twitched. "I don't think so-Grandpa is too old for that. Besides, Jacquelyn is more likely to have fertility drugs!"

Rejoyla snorted and ignored Jason. She knew he disliked not only her but also the people around her. How foolish she was to have feelings for such a man!

"Where can I get the pills at this late hour? The pharmacies are closed now. It's already past midnight..."

Rejoyla slumped on the floor and rubbed her hair in frustration. "Ah! What should I do?" Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"You seem to be afraid of getting pregnant. Do you hate me that much? Are you reluctant to have a child with me?" Jason squatted down next to Rejoyla and looked into her eyes. Startled by his cold eyes, she quickly looked down and silently tugged at the "cat's tail" on her waist. She knew that Jason was upset about being rejected; he only allowed himself to reject others and couldn't stand being treated this way.

But Rejoyla wasn't in the mood to please Jason. Anxiety filled her mind as she contemplated the possibility of pregnancy. This wasn't a joke; if it happened, she would be the one to suffer...

While Rejoyla attempted to find a solution, she was suddenly lifted in his arms. "What are you doing?"

"I'll steal the pills for you!"

"Huh?"

Jason gave Rejoyla a sidelong glance as he said coldly, "I'd rather you not get pregnant. After all, you're just a bed partner, not qualified to bear my children. But you've been behaving well lately, and if you are to abort, I'll have to find another woman. As you know, I quite like your body!"

Rejoyla bit her lip and trembled uncontrollably. Although she didn't want to show her weak side in front of Jason, her body betrayed her. Despite the air conditioning set to a constant temperature of 25°CC, she felt a chill spread through her body, her teeth chattering. She hugged herself tightly, desperate to warm herself and resist the man's presence.

Jason stared at Rejoyla's pale face in the light. With a frown, he let go of her and sneered, "Do my words embarrass you? Or do you think you're special to me? Rejoyla, you should know your place. You're nothing more than a tool for me. Remember who you are and don't make that disgusting face in front of me, or you'll regret it!"

As Jason's footsteps faded away, Rejoyla crumpled to the floor. His words echoed in her ears, and tears streamed from her eyes. But slowly, she revealed a silent smile. She should be grateful to him for finally showing her who she was, and for helping her to end her wishful thinking before it became too deep. Otherwise, she would have been forever entranced by his unintentional kindness, and been lost in the chaos.

However, it was more painful than when they had broken up years ago, and more bone-deep than her longing all these years. She had thought that she was a substitute who deserved Jason's attention, but his words made her realize how naive she had been. It seemed that she was not even a substitute, just a tool.

She cried to herself, "Jason, it's so cruel of you!"

As the sound of footsteps grew closer, she hastily wiped away her tears, jumped onto the bed, and pulled the quilt over her head. She didn't want to embarrass herself by letting him know she had been crying.

"Are you asleep?" The cold voice sounded in her ear. Rejoyla removed the quilt and used her hair to avoid eye contact with Jason. "No. Did you get the pills?"

A small white plastic bottle appeared in her sight. She took it, got one pill, and swallowed it directly. After a moment of hesitation, she took two more pills out of the bottle, thinking it would be more effective.

Jason put down the glass and snatched the pills from Rejoyla's hand. "One is enough. Taking too many won't help and could even harm your health."

"I see." Rejoyla didn't look at him and quickly slid into bed. "I'm going to sleep!"

She breathed a sigh of relief as Jason left for the door, but her respite was short-lived.