CHAPTER-38. I WANT YOU, JACKS.

CHAPTER-38. I WANT YOU, JACKS.

BROOKLYN landed his ass on the bed of the finest hotel in Paris. Le Bristol Paris. The comfort and high level of security at this hotel made him finally choose this place as his temporary home. Kayla, his wife is enjoying a woman's meal, fresh fruit and various vegetables arranged in such a way that it looks attractive and very tempting. Brook smiled when he saw Kayla drop the spoon. Kayla got up to take the spoon, but before the pregnant woman could take the spoon that had fallen, Brook rushed over and took it first.

“Brook, you don't need to bother doing it. I can take the spoon myself. " Kayla tilted her head, causing her fine hair to fall over her shoulders.

"And let my wife squat?" Brook handed the spoon to his wife. "I will not let my wife have trouble standing. You must rest, honey. "

"I'm not tired, Brook."

"We just arrived, you and our child should rest."

"Up to you." Kayla took