Jessica smiled and signed, “No, something happened at home. That’s why I’m late.” Dean furrowed his brows slightly. “Is it something serious? Do you need any help?” However, she shook her head and smiled at him. She picked up a piece of chicken wing from her plate and waved it. “I’m fine. Go have fun. I want a bite first.” Right after Jessica came back from the hospital, she had accompanied Winson and fed him, thus she had completely forgotten to eat her lunch. Dean glanced at her. As a psychology student, he could tell whether she was facing a problem or not. Her smile looked forced, meaning that she was not happy. Nevertheless, Dean did not say anything as he decided to give her some space. The weather was great. The breeze was comfortable while the autumn sun was warm. Jessica spaced out while staring at the tall sunflower in front of the entrance. On the other hand, after Blake ended the call with Jane, he started to get frustrated for some reason. In the meeting room
Joe stayed behind him quietly, not daring to say a word. “Tell the director of human resources to search for a new project director. Replace him as soon as possible. The Fergusons doesn't want people who can’t make progress.” “Yes, sir.” “Get me my car keys.” “Huh?” Joe was surprised because he did not know what was going on. Blake paused his steps and looked at him coldly. “I said get me my car keys. Do you want me to repeat myself?” “Y-yes, sir.” Joe dared not disobey the tyrant. He got the order and quickly headed to the office to grab the car keys. ‘What kinda tip is this, big sister? Am I really going to get a double bonus this season?’ Blake started the car and drove home. When he arrived home, Ms. Susan was cleaning the house with the vacuum cleaner. Blake never liked noises in the house and Ms. Susan knew that. When he came back, she noticed that he was in a bad mood, so she quickly switched the vacuum cleaner off. He went around the house and then returned
Dean looked at his empty embrace as the sensation of her waist lingered in his arms. Her waist was slim. If she did not wear an oversized coat, it might have been even slimmer. He cleared his throat to clear his fantasy away and asked out of concern, “Jessica, I sense that you are having some problems. If you don’t mind, you can share them with me.” While her being Blake’s wife was no longer a secret, it was not exactly public knowledge either. Just when Jessica wanted to reject Dean’s offer, her waist was hugged by someone from behind, frightening her to her core. She looked around and saw Blake looking at Dean in a hostile manner. “My wife will share her problems with me. Thank you for your concern.” Caught by surprise, Dean looked at Jessica and asked, “Wife?” “What’s wrong? Didn’t she tell you she’s married?” Blake squinted his eyes at Dean before his sharp gaze landed on Jessica. He tightened his arm around her waist even more. Jessica frowned a bit, but she maintained
In the end, Jessica followed Blake to his car. The teachers were at the entrance to send her off, and a lot of them did not even know what kind of car he drove. All they knew was that the car looked nice and must be expensive. “Whoa, Ms. Scott’s husband is this rich?” “The sleekness of the car alone shows how expensive it is.” “Maybe…Ms. Scott’s husband is a chauffeur for some big boss?” The car drove off, but Blake’s car accidentally went over a pothole in the road, causing the vehicle to jolt a little. Blake looked even gloomier. On the other hand, Dean watched the car drive away from his sight. The disappointment that he tried holding back slowly emerged again. ‘So, she’s married…No wonder she kept her distance from me.’ …Blake was already angry before he went to see Jessica while she was not in a good mood either. The moment they reached home, she went back to her room. Blake drank some cold water from the refrigerator, but even the icy cold water failed to exti
Jane did not have any patients at the moment, so she held the phone by clamping it between her ear and shoulder while filing her nails. She said, “I can’t simply reveal the patient’s details to you. It’s against my moral code. Anyway, I’m busy. Talk to you later.” On the other end, Joe looked at his phone blankly after his sister hung up on him. He was also in a foul mood. As his sister, Jane barely did anything for her little brother other than giving him constant trouble. However, Joe was a bright man, so he was able to pick up some clues from her words despite the conversation being cut short. She had said “patient”. Jane was a gynecologist, so her patients could only be women. Joe used the limited clues and related them to a ton of other matters. Then, he discarded all the unlikely possibilities and started to piece what was left in his mind together. In the end, he came up with a single conclusion: Mrs. Ferguson. After all, his boss was quite okay with other women except
She thought this would be the chance for her to approach Blake and win his heart. After all, she ought to make him notice her strengths. While Kim was having a little drama of her own in her mind, Blake was still frustrated about the Spanish project, thus he did not even notice her expression. Tourism was a new field that the Ferguson Corporation had ventured into a few years back. In two years, the company made its way into the North American market, but it was far from enough. Tourism was the hottest pie in the block and the Ferguson Corporation could not afford to be slower than its competitors, only faster. It ought to occupy the market as soon as possible and monopolize it. He grunted, “Hmm, give it to me.” Kim smiled and walked closer to Blake with the documents. She opened the documents in front of him while subtly making her way to his side. While he was looking at the documents, she made sure he was close enough to smell her perfume and notice her voluptuous body.
Blake came home a little late today. After dinner, Jessica was playing flashcards with Winson in the living room. In the past, whenever he had to work overtime or engage in social activities, he would give her a call or at least a text. However, ever since they argued, he only informed Ms. Susan. Every time Jessica pointed at the picture on the card, Winson was able to accurately say the name and even spell it in English. Jessica and Blake were still not talking, so when he put two big baskets beside her, she was shocked. She looked up at him in confusion. “Gifts from a client. If you find a use for them, take them. Otherwise, just give them to someone else.” Blake then sat down on the couch and removed his tie. His face had exhaustion smeared all over it. Jessica unwrapped one of the baskets. Winson was also interested, so he crawled into her lap and his petite hands reached out for the basket. “What is that? I want.” The delicate packaging was opened, and inside the b
“Come here,” Blake commanded. Jessica was surprised, but she stood up. While she was walking to him, he switched off the iPad and tapped on the bed beside him.“Sit.” When she sat down beside him, he lay down on her lap and closed his eyes. He said softly, “Give me a massage.” He was always like this whenever he had a headache. He was like a tiger having a toothache. While he might be fierce, he could barely bite, which made him look pitiful. Jessica did as she was told and massaged him. His hair was still damp after the shower, so she took her hairdryer out from the drawer and dried it for him. As her slender fingers were moving swiftly across his black hair, the smell of aftershave and shampoo tickled her nose. After massaging him for a while, he suddenly grabbed her by the wrist. Jessica looked down at him and he said, “Are you done being mad?” Jessica looked down at him. Two pairs of black eyes stared at each other while her heart was pounding fiercely. ‘Mad? Don’t