Looking at that one sentence, Jas Black couldn’t help but scoff.
Don’t have the guts to scold to my face, but quite brave in scolding on Monts.
Is this because she got scared after I corrected her last night?
But then again, it seems she hasn’t completely backed down.
After waiting for two or three minutes without a reply or any reaction from Jas, Jane lost her patience. She turned over to face him, snatched his mobile phone, and used it to ’like’ her own post on Monts.
Still not feeling content, she replied with another comnt.
Well said. — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.
It wasn’t until she returned to her own phone and saw these two new notifications that Jane felt a little bit of satisfaction.
Only, Jane thought, she felt relieved a bit too soon.
When the takeaway arrived, Jas didn’t say a word before lifting her out of the room and settling her in a chair. Only then did he go to get the takeaway. When she saw him holding a private restaurant’s bag in one hand and M’s take-out bag in the other, Jane couldn’t help but exclaim.
She asked, "You ordered from a private restaurant for yourself?"
Knowing that Jas didn’t like fast food fried food from M’s, like the one she did, she was led to that beautiful misunderstanding.
Even though Jas didn’t answer her question, just giving her a profound look, Jane still didn’t realize that she might have misunderstood sothing about Jas again.
Until...
"The spicy wings and stuff were not ordered for you to eat, but to sll. Take a whiff, and if it stimulates your appetite, you can have your al."
Jas opened up M’s bag completely but placed it in a corner far from Jane, then started setting the als from the other private restaurant in front of them.
"Jas Black."
Jane called out soone’s na in a very serious and formal tone, and then said coolly, "I think, perhaps it would be better if I took a break and got a divorce to cool down."
As Jas was setting up the bowl and chopsticks, his movent paused slightly, and he shot a rather sharp look at Jane.
"Eat," Jas handed her the chopsticks, not too roughly but not gently either, and said forcefully, "Fried food is heaty. You’re entering the film set tomorrow, what if you get pimples and complicate the makeup artist’s work? What if it upsets your stomach? Are you going to call in sick on your first day with the crew?"
After the lecture, Jas picked up so green vegetables with his chopsticks and offered them to Jane, "Although I have told you many tis, I don’t mind repeating it once more, Jane Sampson, I do not agree to a divorce, so there’s no need to ntion it again in the future."
He paused, then added, "Don’t even think about it."
"..." Jane pouted while holding her chopsticks.
Just accept it.
In daddy Black’s eyes, she would always be that little girl who needed dicine at every turn!
After finishing the food, Jane strolled around the living room to stretch her limbs. Jas was the one who cleaned up the midday al all by himself yet again. It wasn’t that she didn’t offer to help, but ever since she talked about getting a divorce, he had been ignoring her with a cold deanor.
This seems to be a sore subject that’s not even allowed to be brought up in front of him~
While Jas was cleaning up in the kitchen, Jane hugged her mobile phone and took a few longing photos of M’s takeaway, then posted them on Monts.
Soone asked what I wanted for lunch, and I said spicy wings.
Then he ordered M’s takeaway and placed it far from , telling to sll it to aid my eating.
And he even forbids from filing for a divorce to take a breather!
So irritating!
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— Jas Black’s Mrs. Black.
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