James Black could snatch it away once, and there would be a second time, what exactly was she feeling smug about?
Having retrieved it, she should have kept it low and hidden it stealthily, what exactly was she provoking?
Just when Jane Sampson was fully on guard against James Black lunging to snatch her mobile phone, she saw him standing a step away from her, looking down at her with an advantage in height, his hands suddenly moved but not to do anything, instead leisurely slipping into his pocket.
Then she heard him hmm a sound, nodding his head in agreement.
Agree?
He actually agreed?
Jane Sampson even doubted whether the James Black standing in front of her was real or not, when had he become so easy to talk to?
He actually smiled and agreed, yes, he really did smile.
Although his smile wasnât obvious, Jane Sampson noticed that the corner of James Blackâs mouth really did curl up when he nodded.
Seeing Jane Sampsonâs shocked expression, James Black didnât plan on explaining. She looked quite cute, as if she couldnât believe she was suddenly hit by a huge pie.
James Black sat back at his desk and picked up the book he had been reading before. At this time, Jane Sampson was still standing in the same spot, only her head followed his footsteps in a circle, her gaze constantly following his movements.
In James Blackâs mind, an image of an animal surfaced to describe the present Jane Sampson.
Um, a silly goose.
"Jane Sampson," James Black suddenly spoke up, calling her name. The person behind him then moved and sat back on the bed, casually responding with a sound to acknowledge him.
"Eat less candy," James Black reminded her.
Jane Sampsonâs eyes instantly turned back towards James Black, filled with emotions that even he couldnât describe.
"You bought the candy back, which means youâve tacitly allowed me to eat it," Jane Sampson muttered, "If you donât want me to eat it, then donât buy it. But buying it and not letting someone eat it, just to make their mouth water, thatâs not right."
This was the first time that James Black realized Jane Sampson could be so talkative.
"Jane Sampson," James Black, including her name and surname, called out to interrupt her muttering, "Repeat exactly what I said just now."
"Eat less candy," Jane Sampson responded quickly, and after responding, she immediately realized something.
He said to eat less candy, not that she wasnât allowed to eat candy!
His words just now finally didnât start with the word ânot allowedâ!
"So, does that mean I can eat?" Jane Sampson immediately dragged out the pack of Alps candy she had hidden behind Jamesâs book, then scurried to James Blackâs side and offered him one, "James Black, youâre so nice!"
Jane Sampson was definitely the first person to offer him candy since James Black could remember, and he even took it, not unwrapping it but squeezing it in his hand.
The feel of it certainly wasnât as good as her face.
Not even close.
As he recalled Jane Sampson praising him with that âyouâre so nice,â James Black suddenly laughed softly to himself and asked, "So, does this mean youâve given up on the idea of divorce?"
The smile on Jane Sampsonâs face froze, and she laughed awkwardly.
How could it be?
She was certain that James Black would one day be the first to get tired of her true nature and propose a divorce.
Seeing Jane Sampson fake a smile again, James Black knew the answer. He didnât press further, his eyes lingered on the mobile phone screen in her hand for a second, thought for a moment, then asked, "Did grandfather help you with the phone?"