How My Ex Became My Next

“Is the car ready?” Jackson asked.

Owen hurriedly stepped forward and smiled, “Boss, the car is ready for you. The driver will take you to Eledrikin University.”

Jackson turned to look at Gilda and asked, “Shall we go there now?”

Gilda nodded and followed Jackson closely. They walked over side by side. Owen hurriedly followed, guiding them all the way.

In the car, Gilda looked out of the car window at the scenery she was gradually familiar with. She was lost in thought as if pulling her back to her former college days, that period of a green and beautiful

youth.

It wasn’t until the car slowly drove into the university campus that she was pulled from her memories to

reality.

She looked up and saw a tall plane tree in front of her, shining against the sunshine.

The driver parked the car in the parking lot.

Owen said, “Gilda, here we are.”

After Jackson and Gilda got out of the car, Owen naturally chose not to

be a third wheel.

He waved at them, “Boss, Gilda. You guys go ahead. I’ll wait for you here. Call me at any time if you need anything.”

Jackson nodded and took Gilda’s hand. They walked along the campus path.

Stepping on the familiar bluestones, Gilda couldn’t help but sigh, “How time flies. It has been almost four years since I graduated.”

For three years, she seemed to have been living for Jensen. She was trapped in the marriage with him

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and persisted in something.

“Yes, how time flies.” Jackson stared at her figure and seemed to be thinking about something.

“In my memories, you were the little girl who was crying with hair in braids. Now you’re an independent female CEO,” Jackson said.

“What? When did I like crying?” Gilda argued. In her memory, she was obedient, cute, and lovely when she was a child.

Jackson smiled, and his eyes were full of sentimental attachment. “You’re a little crybaby.”

“No, I’m not.” Gilda denied. Although her childhood memory was not so clear, she firmly refused to admit that she liked crying when she was a child.

They were talking and laughing while walking, which was very harmonious,

“That’s my dormitory over there, and the canteen is on the right. By the way, on the other side is the gymnasium. The archives room we’re going to is at the back.” Gilda was introducing her alma mater endlessly. She didn’t notice at all that a woman kept staring at her not far away. Finally, as if to be sure of something, the woman walked straight towards Gilda and Jackson.

“Gilda, is it really you?” the woman asked.

Gilda looked back and saw Kelly, her professor of professional courses in college, looking at her with at smile on her face. Full of surprise, Gilda hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her, “Professor Kelly, long time no see.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“I didn’t expect it to be you. We haven’t seen each other for a few years, and you are more mature and

beautiful. I heard that you got married before. Is he your husband?” Kelly looked at Jackson with

appreciation and said, “A perfect match.”

Gilda wanted to explain, but Jackson reached out his hand and greeted Kelly, “Hello, Professor Kelly, I’m Jackson Moore. You can call me Jackson.”