After Jane Sampson realized what James Black meant, it was too late to resist.

She was pinned down by James Black as firmly as a fish stuck to a cutting board.

minutes later...

James Black slowly straightened up his waist and sat next to Jane Sampson, even pulling her up and smoothing out the skirt hem that he had wrinkled.

He chuckled, "Now you can go out without changing clothes."

Jane Sampson let out a wail, grabbed her skirt hem, and stomped back into the cloakroom.

Looking in the mirror, Jane Sampson covered her face with her hands.

Her chest, her neck, were all covered with love marks left by that man, how could she go out and meet people like this?

"James Black, you turtle egg!" Jane Sampson stomped her feet in anger inside.

James Black followed her leisurely to the doorway of the cloakroom and stood there, "Now, are you changing or not?"

"Change! Change! Change!" Jane Sampson grabbed something and hurled it at James Black, "You get out!"

After driving James Black out, Jane Sampson looked at herself in the mirror again, truly feeling like crying without tears.

What could she wear now?

With love marks everywhere, apart from the improved cheongsam formal dress, what other choices did she have?

Jane Sampson took off the pink dress she was wearing, touched it fondly before hanging it back up.

So frustrating.

Why did she marry Antique Black?

After changing into the formal dress again, Jane Sampson also changed her hairstyle to a more retro one before leaving the cloakroom, she looked at James Black who was still waiting at the door and asked irritably, "Daddy Black, is this okay for you now?"

"Not learning your lesson?" James Black spoke in a faint voice.

Jane Sampson pouted her mouth, "James Black, this should be fine, right?"

"If you had just listened earlier, wouldn’t that have been settled?" After saying that, James Black nodded, glanced at her face, and added, "Go touch up your makeup."

He had kissed her a bit uncontrollably just now, tasting her lips for quite a while.

After this commotion, by the time James Carter reached downstairs, Jane Sampson had just finished touching up her makeup. Because she changed clothes, Jane Sampson also generally changed the style of her makeup, which took a bit more time.

As Jane Sampson went downstairs, James Black escorted her to the side of James Carter’s car and only went back home after watching the car drive away.

The first thing James Black did when he got home was to enter the cloakroom, grabbed the pink dress Jane Sampson had hung up, and tossed it into the trash can. After thinking for a bit, he returned to the cloakroom and continued to look through the clothes in her wardrobe one by one.

When Jane Sampson shopped for clothes at the shopping mall, she often didn’t like to try them on; she would just pick her size and leave, so James Black hadn’t paid much attention to what clothes she had bought that day.

If he had known, that pink dress would never have made it into Jane Sampson’s wardrobe.

His wife looks good, but some places are only for James Black himself to see.

After Jane Sampson got into the car, James Carter complimented her, "The formal dress really suits your temperament."

"Actually, I wore an even prettier one at first, but that turtle egg James Black wouldn’t let me wear it out, it made me so angry!" Jane Sampson griped, "Mr. Carter, would you control your girlfriend’s clothes in the future?"

James Carter laughed softly, "If it were my girlfriend, I would."

It was a direct and affirmative answer, rather than using tones like ’probably would’ or ’might’.

Noticing Jane Sampson’s very surprised glance, James Carter spread his hands and honestly said, "Too many people would be staring at her; I’d get jealous."

Jane Sampson then mischievously grinned, "Mr. Carter, this is the answer of someone who’s been there~"