chapter 9 What happened to touching your butt?

The corridor leading to the restroom. "Jackson, have you followed me enough?" Violet couldn't stand it anymore and said in exasperation. She simply couldn't understand why this jerk had to follow her even to the restroom. "This is a public place, filled with dangers everywhere. In case of any emergency, it would be too late to protect you," Jackson said, spreading his hands. "So, you mean to say, if I go into the women's restroom, you would also come in?" Violet asked with a cold smile on her face. "Well, it depends. If you don't mind, I can make a sacrifice and follow you in," Jackson replied, suddenly feeling embarrassed. "Get lost!" Violet was at a loss for words. She turned around, but because she turned too abruptly, her high heels spun on the floor, and she lost her balance. Violet slipped and fell towards the ground. "Ah!" Luckily, Jackson was right behind her, and she fell directly into his arms. Most people's first reaction when losing balance is to grab something stable nearby for a sense of security. Violet did the same, she fell into Jackson's arms, her hands frantically grabbing at his clothes. "Let her go!" Suddenly, a cold snort sounded. A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed in a gray and white suit, looking gentle but with a fierce look in his eyes, quickly walked around the corner. The man came up and was about to attack Jackson. Jackson wouldn't let him do as he pleased and slapped the man on the face, knocking his gold-rimmed glasses to the ground. "Young Master!" "Are you alright!" Two bodyguards followed the man. Seeing their master being hit, they quickly helped him up and glared menacingly at Jackson. "How dare you hit me?" The man covered his face, looking incredulous. "Who the hell are you? It's ridiculous. You come up and start a fight with me, and I'm not supposed to fight back? What a joke," Jackson said coldly. "What are you two still waiting for!" The man's gaze turned cold, and he ordered his bodyguards. Immediately, the two bodyguards stepped forward, their shoulders cracking loudly, a sound that would intimidate most ordinary people. "Oh, so you want to fight, huh? I've never been afraid of getting into fights," Jackson cracked his fingers and warmed up, ready to fight back if the other party insisted on causing trouble in the hospital. "Eric Porter! Are you done yet?" At this moment, Violet coldly spoke up. Her words instantly made everyone stop. "Violet." When Eric faced Violet, his demeanour completely changed from just moments ago, filled with affection, "I went to your house just now, and Uncle Apollo said you were at the hospital, so I followed you here. You don't mind, do you?" "The hospital isn't owned by my family. You can come if you want." A hint of disgust flashed in Violet's eyes. Eric had been pursuing her for a long time, and this time he had crossed the line by following her to the hospital. With a gesture from Eric, the bodyguards handed over a prepared box of flowers. "Violet, this is for you. I hope you like it." The box contained a large bouquet of red roses. Eric looked at her with hopeful eyes. "No, I can't accept this," Violet flatly refused. "Why not? I know you like roses, so I specially chartered a flight to bring these premium varieties from abroad," Eric said hurriedly. "Eric, I already have a boyfriend. I hope you stop this kind of behaviour in the future," Violet said, a plan forming in her mind. "Who?" Eric's pupils shrank, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes. He wanted to see who dared to snatch the woman he had set his sights on. "Him!" Violet pointed at Jackson. Hearing this, Jackson inwardly cursed. This was clearly shifting trouble onto him. But he reacted quickly. Without a word, he reached out and encircled Violet's waist, looking arrogantly. "That's right, Violet is now my girlfriend. I warn you, stop harassing her!" After speaking, he snatched the flower box from Eric's hand, threw it to the ground, and stomped on the delicate roses, crushing them completely. "What rubbish! These so-called premium varieties just crumble under a foot!" Jackson wasn't one to shy away from trouble. He went all out to make Eric give up. Eric's eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected this young man to be so audacious! "Violet, since your friend doesn't know his place, don't blame me for being impolite!" Eric waved his hand, eagerly seizing the opportunity that had presented itself. Immediately, two bodyguards stepped forward, swinging their fists at Jackson. Both were ex-military and skilled, their punches powerful and well-coordinated, leaving no room for escape. In fact, Jackson had no intention of dodging. He effortlessly neutralized one bodyguard's attack and kicked the other one against the wall. "You!" The other bodyguard, enraged, aimed a palm strike at Jackson's face. Jackson, not one to be courteous in such situations, twisted the bodyguard's wrist, breaking it instantly, eliciting screams of agony. "Get lost!" Jackson's kick sent the bodyguard flying, rendering him immobile. The entire sequence took less than ten seconds. Eric's highly-paid bodyguards were effortlessly defeated. "Worthless!" Eric was furious. Seeing Jackson approach, he initially wanted to warn him but, realizing Jackson's capabilities, quickly said, "You're not really Violet's boyfriend, are you?" "I'll pay you double, no, four times what Violet paid you!" "Here's 15,000 dollars. Take it, and if you help me win over Violet, I'll add another 150,000 dollars!" Eric pulled out a bank card and whispered. "$15,000? That's a lot," Jackson said, taking the bank card with a mocking smile. Eric sighed in relief, thinking Jackson had accepted his offer, but his smile soon froze. Jackson effortlessly tore the bank card in half! Eric couldn't believe his eyes. The card was torn as if it were just a piece of paper! Snap! After tearing the card, Jackson slapped Eric's face, sending him stumbling back and falling to the ground. Violet's expression changed slightly. Jackson didn't know Eric's background, but she did. Eric was the heir to the Porter Group, held a status not inferior to the Griffith Group, even surpassing it in some aspects. Jackson's actions had thoroughly offended Eric. "I warn you again, Violet is my girlfriend. If I find you harbouring any ulterior motives again, I'll twist your head off!" Jackson boldly wrapped his arm around Violet's waist and left. Violet's cheeks turned red because she realized Jackson's hand had found its way to her buttocks! This shameless pervert! "You..." Violet was furious and tried to break free, but Jackson secretly stopped her. "Don't forget our roles now. I'm your boyfriend. What's wrong with touching your butt? Don't let him see any flaws," Jackson whispered. Watching the two leave, Eric's face darkened to the extreme. "Violet, you damn wretch, you will regret this!" Eric's face twisted with spite.