"You’re not allowed to throw it away either," Jane Sampson touched her nose and then cleared her throat before shouting Jas Black’s full na.
"Jas Black, let’s be reasonable," Jane thought. It’s probably because of the mountains and the long distance between us, Jas isn’t right by my side, so even when I can sense he’s unhappy, I unexpectedly feel very brave. As long as I’m not facing Jas, so things don’t seem that hard to say at all."
" not coming ho for four to five months actually has no impact on you because, before this, you’ve also rarely co ho. It’s not unusual for you to be gone half a year to a year, busy with your guard team while I’m busy in another region. My coming ho or not doesn’t seem to affect you, right?"
So, what excuse could this guy possibly have for disagreeing?
This was purely looking for trouble with her, wasn’t it?
Of course, had Jane known what Jas would reply after she finished her sentences, she would have let Jas get rid of her rabbit Kris and beco a beautiful and quiet mute.
Jane finished talking, and for a long ti, Jas didn’t reply and was even very quiet. Just when Jane thought Jas was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly spoke.
"Are you accusing of not fulfilling my responsibilities as a husband before?" Jas asked.
No, no, no, Jane inwardly roared, Lord Chief, where on earth did you hear an accusation from ? I’m just asking for people to be decent and fair.
But Jas didn’t give Jane a chance to retort, "I admit my mistake. So, starting now, I will definitely co ho once every month. Likewise, you must also let see you once a month."
With that, Jas paused for two seconds before continuing on with emphasis, "One month, that’s my bottom line."
Inside, Jane felt as if millions of alpacas were stampeding through her mind and then stomping back over the shattered pieces of her glass heart.
Isn’t it better to be a man without a bottom line at tis like these?
Isn’t it?!
"Do you hear ?" After waiting for half a day without a response from Jane, Jas asked again with patience.
"Hmm..." Pretend not to listen to the turtle’s scriptures.
"If you can’t do it yourself, I can make it happen for you," Jas’s voice carried a hint of threat, "I can personally help you select jobs, with workloads that can be completed within one month."
"Oh," Jane rolled her eyes at the night, then morosely bit into the barbecue skewer in her hand, which suddenly didn’t seem quite as tasty.
So frustrating~
After hanging up the phone, Jane sat there staring blankly, vowing that one day she’d be the one calling the shots and singing her song. When that day ca, she’d pay Jas Black back point for point!
Jas Black, so infuriating! Threatening people, so annoying!
When Jane returned to her seat, she noticed many people staring at her. After she sat down, the third female role Amy Sanderson teased her with a comnt, "Boyfriend checking in on you?"
"No, it’s the patriarch at ho checking in," Jane replied quite candidly and after finishing, looked around rrily at everyone, "The patriarch is a bit more strict."
Not allowing her to hold rabbit Kris, not allowing her to eat barbecue skewers, not allowing her to eat ice cream; so, at this ti, he’s daddy Black, the patriarch.
But no one would believe Jane’s words, yet everyone in the circle knew better than to dig deeper after a joke or two. In this circle, the last thing you want is to ddle too deeply, particularly on matters of the heart, which are the utmost privacy.
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