Chapter 179
How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch )
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After returning to the company, Gilda temporarily handed over all recent less important projects to Eric. She carefully studied the relevant materials of this fashion show.
Soon after, night fell.
The topâfloor office of Glory Corporation was still brightly lit.
Jackson came there with a pile of files. Looking at Gilda immersed in her world through the window Jacksonâs eyes softened.
He knocked at the door, then pushed it open and went in.
As soon as he went in, he saw the design drawings scattered on the ground. Jackson bent down and picked them up one by one.
however, was biting her with a sad face.
Seeing , Gilda broke down her defenses.
âWhat should I do? Jackson, I have no inspiration to draw it.â
Jackson picked up all the design drawings, sorted them out, and walked to her. âYou need to have rest. Donât push yourself too hard.â
Gilda pursed her lips.
âBut I only have two days left.â
Jackson reached out to rub her head, then grabbed the pencil from her hand and pulled her hand. âHave a rest first. Go for a walk with me outside
Gilda looked surprised.
âWhat? Where are we going?â
Jackson showed mysterious look pulled her out. Gilda followed him quickly.
They took the elevator to floor Bl.
Jackson pushed her into the passenger seat. Gilda was a little confused. âJackson, where are you taking me?â
Jackson didnât tell her.
âYouâll find out when you get there.â
After saying that, Jackson started the and drove out.
Looking at the buildings passing by and feeling the gentle breeze, Gilda calmed down gradually.
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The car drove all the way through the city and finally came to a quaint street.
Jackson found a parking space and stopped the car.
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Gilda looked around in surprise.
âOld Town? What are you bringing me here for?
Jackson turned off the engine and pulled out the key.
âLetâs go. I will take you to gain inspiration.â
Gilda glanced at him suspiciously and chose to follow him.
In the Old Town at night, there were many pedestrians, Gilda and Jackson stood side by side on the black brick road, looking incomparably harmonious from behind.
Jackson, what is that?â Gilda took Jacksonâs arm and asked curiously, pointing to the crowd not far away.
Jackson took a look and explained it to her.
âThatâs shadow puppetry. Do you want to have a look?â
Gilda up in Frencia and didnât know much about shadow puppetry. She just saw peopleâs unique performance of playing behind the curtain with cardboard.
She couldnât help asking. âWh
are they doing?ââ
Jackson pointed to the people behind the curtain and said, âYou can see that they are manipulating the puppets and telling stories in popular tunes with percussion and strings. It is a kind of our traditional culture.â
Gilda nodded understandingly.
âI see. Letâs go and have a look.â
They passed through the crowd and reached the front seats The shadow puppetry was about a famous play.
Gilda watched it very seriously.
She was obsessed with it and watched it until it was over.
âJackson, it is really interesting.â