How My Ex Became My Next

Gilda looked up and met his eyes. She could clearly see her face in them.

“Happy birthday, Jackson.”

Jackson smiled dotingly and rubbed her head. “Thank you!”

Gilda hurriedly got up and walked to the desk. She held the birthday cake proudly, in a cheerful mood.

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handed it to Jackson and said, “Jackson, I made this cake myself. You must finish all of it.”

Jackson looked at her with a smile and said, “Okay.”

Gilda opened the box. She put a candle on the cake and lit it with her lighter. Then she sang softly, “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…”

“Jackson, make a wish!”

Jackson stared at her face, then slowly closed his eyes. He put his hands together and made a wish. When he opened his eyes again, she stood in front of him.

The two of them blew out the candle together.

Gilda handed the knife and fork to Jackson. “The birthday boy makes the first cut, Jackson.”

In the past, Jackson celebrated his birthday with many relatives and friends, but Gilly never showed up.

And today’s birthday was simple but extraordinarily warm. The most important thing was that he had her by his side.

She was with him on his birthday.

“Okay, I’ll cut the cake.”

After they finished eating the cake, Jackson’s private phone rang. “Happy birthday, my dear son!”

Helen’s voice came through the receiver, and it was not hard to tell the joy in her tone.

“Thank you, Mom!”

Helen smiled and said, “Since Gilly is celebrating your birthday with you, your father and I won’t join you. We have booked a restaurant for dinner for you. I’ve sent you the location. Remember to take Gilly with you!”

After saying that, Helen didn’t give Jackson a chance to speak and hung up the phone.

Soon, Jackson received a location message on his phone.

Jackson shook his head and said to Gilda, “My mom has booked a restaurant. Let’s have dinner together tonight.”

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“OK.”

Helen booked a famous restaurant for couples in Allath. The restaurant had magnificent decoration and romantic scenery, making it very popular among young people.

Gilda and Jackson, both attractive, caught the attention of many as they entered the restaurant.

They selected a table next to the window. Shortly after sitting down, they saw a familiar car pull up in the parking lot.

Jensen parked the car and looked at the restaurant in front of him, frowning slightly.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang. “Jensen, have you arrived at the restaurant?”

Carol’s voice came from the receiver. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Jensen said, “Yes. Where are you?”

Carol hurriedly said, “Jensen, go into the restaurant. Table 26 is the date I arranged for you. The lady is a member of the Dowall family, which is as powerful as our family. Don’t let me down…”

Before Carol finished her words, Jensen hung up the phone.

There was a slight anger on his face.

He started the car and was about to leave. With a casual glance, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

He had not seen Gilda for two weeks. She was becoming increasingly attractive and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

And his heart began to beat faster at this moment.