CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 277 - 285: Saying One Thing, Meaning Another
After half a minute of silence, the two of them entered the residential community, and it was then that James Black spoke again, "Do you really want to act that much?"
"Yes, I do." Jane Sampson nodded and responded in a gentle voice.
James Black lowered his gaze towards the woman by his side and let out a barely audible sigh.
"Then let this matter be bygones. I was wrong, and you were also wrong," said James Black, tightening his grip slightly on Jane Sampson’s left hand. "Now let’s talk about the second matter."
"The second matter?" Jane Sampson asked, her face full of question marks.
"Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?" James Black’s gaze swept over to Jane Sampson’s right hand.
Jane Sampson pouted and answered in a muffled voice, "I didn’t dare to say."
Indeed, she didn’t dare to say. On one hand, because James Black had already stopped contacting her for a month since she went back to the small town on her own, if she returned intact, it was one matter, but returning injured was another.
She was afraid James Black would be even angrier if he knew she was injured.
On the other hand, the last time she suffered a severe case of acute high altitude disease in the small town, he rushed from the Capital Province to take her to the city hospital where he stayed with her without rest for a night. The next day, he even indulged her wish to go sightseeing.
She had been disobedient, ran back home, and then returned again.
If she had called him because she was injured this time, she feared James Black would consider her a huge nuisance.
"Am I going to eat you?" James Black asked somberly, "If you speak up, am I going to devour you or what?"
"Either you’ll get angry, or you’ll find me annoying and bothersome," Jane Sampson muttered her response.
"Know me so well?" James Black chuckled lightly. "You get yourself into this state, and I’m not allowed to be angry?"
"You can," Jane Sampson’s voice dropped to a whisper.
James Black had many more questions ready, but they were scattered by Jane Sampson’s single word of ’can’.
"Lips don’t match the heart." James Black glanced at Jane Sampson and uttered those four words.
Jane Sampson was taken aback, then immediately grinned at him, the smile was all about trying to please, her eyes curving like those of a little fox.
"You’re asking for it," James Black said, his voice softening a bit.
Jane Sampson, without any ground to stand on, nodded thrice with an ’uh-huh’, still wearing that smile, as if the person James Black said was asking for it wasn’t her.
James Black found he suddenly had no way of dealing with the shameless Jane Sampson; scolded by him, she still looked all giggles and laughs, leaving him unable to utter further words.
"Before you come back next time, give me a call. If I’m free, I’ll pick you up at the airport," James Black suddenly said.
Jane Sampson quickly shook her head, "No need, really. It’s very convenient to just take a taxi from the airport gate."
"At this time, you just need to agree obediently with a ’good’," James Black said with an unfriendly tone, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of threat in it.
"Good," Jane Sampson agreed compliantly, changing her tune quickly.
"However busy you are, you must come home once a month. That’s a rule that cannot change." Seeing Jane Sampson nod, James Black raised his hand to pat her head.
For the rest of the way, neither of them spoke.
With her hand in James Black’s, Jane Sampson hopped along like a rabbit as they walked. At first, she feared James Black would scold her, so she would skip a couple of times, sneak a look at him, stay calm for a few seconds, then continue hopping according to the floor tiles underfoot, stopping again to look at him. Seeing no reaction, she joyfully hopped all the way to the downstairs of the building.
Her mood suddenly became exceptionally good.
It was as if something in the heartland had been filled, feeling very fulfilled.
