Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1936

Jennifer found herself at a loss for words once again.

She quietly responded to her mother’s probing messages with a simple, “No.

”

Almost immediately, her phone buzzed with follow-up questions from Presley.

“What does that mean? You didn’t make it to the hotel? Or haven’t you slept together? That can’t be right.

You’re both grown-ups.

Should I really be concerned about these things? Mr.

Simmons is a reserved man, engrossed in his medical research, and devoid of any romantic tales.

Couldn’t you take a step forward? Sweetheart, believe me, there’s no shame in making the first move!”

Jennifer was dumbstruck.

If it were possible, she wished she could turn back time, return to the safety of Presley’s womb, and opt for a different mother.

Amidst her turmoil, Hilliard’s phone began to ring.

Cyrus was on the other end.

As soon as Hilliard answered, Cyrus inquired, “How’s it going, Hilliard? Have you followed my advice?”

Hilliard simply hummed in response, caught up in the unfolding scenario.

Cyrus’ response was one of clear dissatisfaction.

“What’s that supposed to mean? Have you been with her? Come on, you’re already engaged.

Neither of you is getting any younger.

You should solidify your relationship as soon as possible! There’s no time to waste!”

Hilliard found himself at a loss for words.

Swallowing his frustration, he took his time before responding, “I understand.

” He then quickly ended the call.

As he set his phone back on the bedside table, his thoughts drifted back to the condom he had earlier taken out and realized he hadn’t returned it to his suit pocket.

Fumbling around the bedside table in search for it, he came up empty-handed.

He wondered, had he mistaken the side of the bed it was on?

Could it be on the table on the other side? And more pressing, had Jennifer noticed the condom he left on the bedside table?

With both of them lying with their backs to each other, an awkward silence enveloped the room.

After spending what felt like an eternity in quiet, both summoned the courage to speak.

Turning towards each other simultaneously, they broke the silence.

“Hilliard.

”

“Jennifer.

”

Their voices overlapped, and their eyes met in an awkward exchange.

“Go ahead,” Hilliard encouraged.

Jennifer, with a hesitant smile, extended the condom she held towards him, inquiring, “Did you leave this on my bedside table earlier?”

Hilliard found himself momentarily speechless.

Oh, she had noticed.

He blinked, trying to clarify, “Please don’t misunderstand, Jennifer.

I had no other intentions with this purchase.

If it’s not to your liking, I won’t insist.

”

Observing his genuinely flustered demeanor, which seemed even more bashful than her own, Jennifer felt her nerves ease.

She couldn’t help but laugh, playfully waving the condom at him.

“Really? You had no other intention? Then why buy an entire box?”

Hilliard looked puzzled, unsure if such things were sold individually.

His bewildered expression only made him appear more endearing.

With a grin, Jennifer tossed the box back to him.

“You’re the one who wanted this date and booked the hotel.

What happens tonight is your call.

”

It was clear she was giving her consent.

However, Hilliard, overwhelmed by his own shyness and nervousness, missed her cue completely.

He quickly stashed away the box she had thrown to him.

Jennifer’s smile faded as she saw his apparent unease, her amusement turning into frustration.

Had he really left that box for her to replace, hoping she’d make the first move?

The more she dwelled on it, the more irritated she became, eventually giving in to her frustration and aiming a kick at him under the covers.

Due to the distance and the blankets, her aim was off, striking him unexpectedly between the legs.

“Ouch…” Hilliard recoiled, instinctively guarding the sensitive area, his eyes wide with shock.

Jennifer, too, was taken aback by her own actions.

The situation turned utterly embarrassing!