All Chapters of The Prison Bride: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

"You've got your own things to deal with. I'll finish it myself. It's almost done anyway," Jessie said. She didn't want to rely on Jack for everything.Besides, it wasn't that she couldn't code. It was just exhausting.If she kept passing things off to others just because she was tired, then that would be the story of her life."If you need help, just ask. We're married. Things don't need to be black and white all the time," Jack said.Jessie still hadn't quite switched out of her single mindset.When they got back home, Jack went to trim the plants while Ronny watched Jessie make coffee."Do you really plan to stay mad at him forever?" Ronny asked."Who says I'm mad?" Jessie replied calmly. She had learned how to brew coffee from Wilson. The butler and maids taught her some different techniques too.It helped her relax and stay centered."Come on, it's obvious. You shut down every time he tries to talk to you." Ronny wasn't one to play peacemaker, but Jessie was different.H

"They asked for my help with a project," Jessie answered."What kind of project?" Lucy asked."Developing a design software for a company. It's somewhat confidential," Jessie said."Wait, that's something we're supposed to do?" Shirley asked in disbelief. "We're art students, not software engineers. Shouldn't that be handled by the design department?""The design students can't do it either. They do visual design. It's still drawing, just with fancier tools. Writing a program? That's computer science. What's it got to do with an art student?"Shirley leaned closer to Jessie and grumbled, "Are those student council people out of their minds? You're an art student, and they're forcing you to code? What art student even knows how to do that?""I do," Jessie said.Shirley's jaw dropped.Lucy was still focused on her game but couldn't resist chiming in. "Wait, you know how to code? That stuff's crazy complicated. You've got to have a really strong command of different languages for

Jessie's expression remained cold. "I already turned everything in. You should speak to Ken."Gary took a deep breath. Slowly, the look in his eyes shifted. The friendliness in his expression was replaced by quiet menace. "If you want to graduate without any trouble, you'd better do as I say."Jessie wasn't the least bit intimidated by that kind of threat."I told you. If you want the files, go talk to Ken. I only wrote the code. Threatening me won't get you anywhere. I need to go eat, so I'll be leaving now." She stood up and walked out without hesitation.Gary watched her as she left. His expression was dark and brooding.Outside, Jessie exhaled slowly, pulled out her phone, and called Jack.When he picked up, she asked, "Do student council projects usually have competition?""Of course. If the president and vice president don't get along, they'll fight over credit. Why? Did you get dragged into it?"Jessie sighed while sounding a little troubled. "They asked me to write code

The whole student council project was turning into a mess.After Jessie snapped at the secretary, it didn't take long before Ken himself showed up.He was flanked by a whole entourage, looking like he owned the place.He stopped at the dorm entrance and had the secretary call her out."Jessie, the president wants to see you!" the secretary shouted through the doorway.Shirley muttered, "Here we go again. Help out once, and it turns into a whole disaster.""Don't start. Jessie's already pissed enough as it is," Lucy said.Jessie stood up and stepped out of the dorm. She followed the secretary down the hall to where Ken was waiting.He frowned. "Why didn't you answer when my secretary asked you a question?""You could've gone to Professor Gilbert and asked him directly. Why avoid him and come to me instead? When I agreed to this project, I said I'd write code, not get dragged into your student council drama, remember?" Jessie shot back.Ken froze for a second.He was the stude

"Does it have something to do with the student council?" Jack asked."Yeah. They took turns bugging me. I don't even have any time for myself." The thing that annoyed Jessie the most was their terrible attitude."Alright. I'll make some calls and find out what's going on." Jack approached her and held her hand. "Did they put pressure on you?""The student council did, and this professor named Gary Gilbert." Jessie wasn't a pushover either.They were abusing their authority to push her around.She went to classes like she should but got dragged around doing menial tasks, only to be treated like a weakling."Have you eaten?" Jack asked."My classmates bought me some food, but I didn't eat much. I didn't have much of an appetite," Jessie said. Compared to cafeteria meals, she preferred food cooked at home."Then stay and eat a little more with me. I'll get your food ready in a bit," Jack said."Okay," Jessie replied immediately.Jack sensed that, though she claimed she'd been wr