James Carter didn’t deny it, lightly curling the corner of his mouth, smiling a faint smile.

Then, as if talking to himself, he said, "Yes, someone who’s been through it."

The three words, "someone who’s been through it," also implied past events.

Jane Sampson noticed something off about James Carter’s expression and didn’t bring it up again. After thinking for a moment, with a cunning smile on her face, she opened her mobile phone and sent James Black a WhatsAPP message.

King Black! King Black! [Cute][Cute][Cute]—James Black’s Mrs. Black.

James Black, in the study, heard the new WhatsAPP message notification and shifted his attention away from the book in his hand. He has only Jane Sampson as a friend on WhatsAPP, so he had set a notification for new messages from her, allowing him to know immediately whenever she sent him one.

He opened WhatsAPP and at first glance saw the six words from Jane Sampson that could be described as rebelliously naughty, followed by three endearing expressions. James Black didn’t know whether to laugh or to symbolically show a bit of anger.

Three days without a beating leads to fixing the roof? —Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.

Jane, inside the car, saw James’s reply and instantly chickened out. She glanced outside the window with a guilty conscience for a few seconds, but then couldn’t resist the urge to be mischievous. Gathering courage, she quickly typed a few words and sent them over.

Not letting me wear that pink dress out, is it because I look too beautiful in it, and you’re worried others will stare, getting jealous, huh? [Smile][Smile][Smile]—James Black’s Mrs. Black.

After sending the message, Jane sat next to James Carter, hugging her mobile phone and snickering to herself. But her snickering was too conspicuous for James Carter not to notice.

"What’s making you so happy?" James Carter asked out of curiosity.

"I think I’ve pissed someone off again, but, my heart just feels so darn cheerful." Jane exposed her pearly white teeth in a grin.

James Carter, having Jane in his WhatsAPP contacts and having seen her Moments, would know that the ’someone’ she mentioned was most likely her husband, James Black.

"Mr. Black looks to be a man of great tolerance; it’s quite unlikely he would get angry with his own wife," said James Carter, his voice laced with laughter.

"Then you’ve misunderstood him; he’s often displeased, with a cold expression. Just you watch, I’ll imitate it for you," Jane cleared her throat and accurately mimicked James Black’s tone, "Jane Sampson, we meet once every three months, this is an order, not a negotiation."

"You’re forbidden from sneaking ice cream, from eating spicy strips, from eating potato chips, otherwise, you’ll suffer the consequences."

"Jane Sampson, you really are a handful!"

"Jane Sampson, do you never learn?"

After finishing her imitation, Jane herself laughed so hard while holding her belly, "He’s mostly like this."

"Your way of interacting as husband and wife is quite different from that of most couples," James Carter remarked with amusement. It might be why, after several years of marriage, Jane and James still seem as affectionate as young lovers.

Listening, James Carter could also tell that although Jane seemed like she was complaining about her husband, the way she imitated each sentence, every word, her tone was filled with the coquettishness of a dainty woman—a testament to her happiness.

"Not the same, totally different. My relationship with him, with a regular husband and wife, is completely different," Jane shook her head and responded mysteriously.

When she married James Black, he and she, one could say, slept in the same bed with different dreams, with mutual respect for each other.