Jessica was indeed disgusted by Lucas tonight.
She had been divorced for so long. Even if Olivia spread rumors everywhere, Jessica just treated them as jokes.
To her, the life in the Thomas family had passed and Lucas was only her ex-husband.
She did not want to care about who was right and who was wrong anymore. Now that they are divorced, they should be strangers.
That night, Lucas didn't believe that she did not push Trissy. It disappointed Jessica the most.
Moreover, what Lucas had said just now even caused her to doubt his morality.
Jessica looked at the flashing neon lights outside the window. Then she came back to her senses and suddenly remembered something. She turned to ask Terry, who was driving, "Didn't you drink?"
Terry slowly stopped the car and waited for the green light. He looked at her and said, "Only a little."
Jessica looked at him. "Or did you not drink at all?"
Terry did not give her a direct answer but looked at her with a smile. "Guess."
He paused for a moment before asking, "Are you still sad?"
"I'm not," answered Jessica.
She glanced at the necklace on his neck and was a little dazed.
What happened tonight caught her off guard.
How did the person four years ago become Terry?
If it was Terry, why did she wake up later and see Lucas there?
Thinking of this, Jessica had a headache. She raised her hand and pressed her temples. "Was it really you that night four years ago?"
Terry pressed down on her. "Are you disappointed to know that it was me?"
The smile on his face disappeared. When he looked at her, his eyes were like a bottomless abyss. However, that abyss reflected her. Jessica wanted to retreat a little, but he held her waist to stop her.
The red light turned green. Their car was in the front, but it was motionless, so the drivers behind kept pressing the horn to urge.
Jessica pushed him. "Drive."
Terry's eyebrows twitched before he withdrew and started the car again.
Jessica did not answer the question, and he did not ask it again.
They kept silent until the car stopped outside Jessica's apartment.
Terry said, "I'll drive back tonight and return the car to you tomorrow morning. You won't mind, right?"
Jessica nodded. "Of course not. Bye."
As she spoke, she unbuckled her seat belt, pushed open the car door, and got out.
"Jessica."
Jessica had just closed the car door. Terry also got down and stood by the car to look at her.
"Mr. Davison?"
"You have not answered my question."
Jessica was stunned. It was not a simple question.
While she was in a daze, Terry walked to her.
They were half a meter away. He looked down at her. "Is it difficult?
"Then the answer is that you are disappointed."
Although he knew the answer, he still couldn't help but ask clearly.
Terry laughed at himself. "Good night."
Jessica looked up at him, pursed her lips, and asked, "When did you like me?"
Probably because Terry didn't expect her to ask this, he was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He suddenly smiled. "Jessica, only my girlfriend is qualified to ask me this question."
"Alright. Then I won't ask."
She smiled. "I'm going up. Be careful on the way. Thank you, Terry."
She called him Terry, not Mr. Davison.
Terry narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly felt that he had gained something tonight.
When Jessica reached the gate, she looked back and found that Terry was still standing there looking at her.
She was stunned for a moment, and then retracted her gaze and entered the apartment.
There was no one in the elevator. Jessica walked in and looked at the wall, a little absent-minded.
If it was Terry four years ago, then his affection for her was not because of Lucas.
Jessica realized it and had a headache. She would rather Terry was to anger Lucas. At least, she could reject him without any guilt.
Soon, the elevator door opened.
Jessica collected her thoughts and walked out.
Back in the apartment, Jessica called Hannah.
At this time, Hannah was in Mona's club. The deafening music covered the ringing of her phone, not to mention that she had put her phone aside.