บททั้งหมดของ Forceful Marriage: Young Master's Mute Wife: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Washing up took longer than usual this time. When Jessica walked out of the bathroom, Blake was already awake. The firm muscles on his naked chest looked like they had been smeared with honey. His skin color was a healthy glow, and the characteristics of the perfect man were extremely pronounced on his body. The man was unusually charming in the morning. He lazily slouched on the bed and looked at her, his gaze was as cold as ice and as sharp as knives. Jessica was surprised when she saw his finger pointing at the marriage certificate. The worn-out little booklet had seen better days. No matter how vibrant the red cover was before, it had lost its vividness under many layers of cellophane tape. The old-looking booklet did not match his long fingers with his distinctive joints as though his perfect hand ruined the red little booklet, making it a cruel scene to behold. He looked at her coldly and said, “Did you just keep it under your pillow?”Jessica did not deny it since he

Ms. Susan prepared some tea. She noticed the gloomy look on Kim’s face, so she then turned her attention to the dining table and realized what happened. Then, she walked up to Kim and said with a smile, “Ms. Jackson, do you want to have some tea while waiting? It takes a while for the young master to finish his breakfast.” Kim regained her senses and quickly put on a smile as if the dourness on her face never happened. She took the tea from Ms. Susan and thanked her before she went over to the living room. While Ms. Susan was tidying up the toys on the other couch, she unintentionally asked, “Ms. Jackson, it’s the weekend. Why are you here so early?” Ms. Susan was merely trying to be polite. Kim did not meet Blake yesterday morning, and she came by even earlier today. She even wanted to sit down at the dining table and have breakfast with the family. He usually stayed at home during the weekend if he had nothing to do. When he was at home, Kim was not needed to tutor Winson. Be

Blake strode over as his expression turned cold. On the other hand, Jessica gave the man a big thumbs-up for performing sign language perfectly. The man looked at her wide grin with a soft gaze and asked, “How do I sign ‘I’d like to buy you lunch’?” Jessica did not overthink the situation. She instinctively showed the man how, and while she was at it, she did not realize that Blake was advancing closer. Before she could finish showing the man the hand signs, a shadow approached her from the side and overshadowed half her body. In a heartbeat, she was pulled behind the person who approached her. Surprised, she looked at the person with a blank gaze. ‘Shouldn’t Blake be with Kim back at the house, talking about the Spanish consul?’ Blake looked at the man coldly and said, “I’ve heard rumors about the second young master of the Waynes having unusual tastes such as taking a fancy to married women and stuff, but going after a woman with a child? That’s new.” Jessica was shocke

Blake glanced at Jessica, who was pretending to be asleep. He looked at Winson and said, “Wake your mother up for lunch.” He then turned around and left. …Although Jessica could skip lunch and be hungry, she could not starve her son. Winson went out of the room first and hugged Blake’s leg, asking him for food. Blake saw Jessica emerge with a stiff expression, and it made him even angrier. Jessica could not find any reason to smile at him. Instead, she found it more interesting to communicate with a stranger in the park using sign language, and her smile had been sweeter than ever back then. Blake carried his son and shoved the little kid into Jessica’s arms, urging her to feed her son. He was not in the mood to talk to her. She did not even want to sign at him anymore. All she did now was type on the phone and show it to him, so he did not want to talk to her anymore either. Because she was used to the oppression, she decided to simply endure it. She picked up Winson’s b

Blake glanced at Kim who bashfully looked away. “It’s nothing really. It’s my pleasure to be able to help Mr. Ferguson.” As Lady Cecilia nodded happily, she glanced at the dining area and then said, “The servants are done preparing. Let’s go have dinner.” The group then moved to the dining area. Just when Jessica was about to sit down with Winson, Lady Cecilia called Blake and nodded at the seats in front of them. “It’s Kim's first time at our house. Be a good host, will you?” Jessica froze for a moment. She looked at Blake before she sat down. Deep down inside, she ironically smiled, ‘I’m still Mrs. Ferguson here…’ Blake sat down beside Jessica whereas Kim sat down on his other side. After everyone was seated, Jessica squinted her eyes and waited for Robert, the man of the house, to pick up his chopsticks as a sign to start dinner. Because there was an outsider at the dining table, the atmosphere was a little more awkward than usual. Lady Cecilia glanced at Robert who said