Jane Sampson knew that some children were even whispering about wanting to sleep with her tonight.
But no matter how reluctant, she always had to leave. When Jane Sampson got into the program crewâs car to leave, her tears were not yet dry, and several children were already sobbing uncontrollably in their motherâs arms, unable to be calmed down.
When Jane Sampson was waiting at the airport and called James Black, she was still sobbing intermittently, her voice choked up, sounding very pitiful.
"James, I take back what I said yesterday, actually, the children are still angels, I now realize how much I like them and how hard it is to part with them." Jane Sampson was truly heartbroken, "When I left, they were crying so miserably, it pained me to watch."
James was already disgusted internally.
James swore, having sent Jane Sampson to the film crew of "Oh My Mum" was the worst arrangement he had ever made in his life.
Lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet, truly frustrating.
"Our future children will definitely be even cuter than them," James gently consoled his seemingly very upset wife on the phone.
"No, James, after this show, I really understand a principle," Jane Sampson said.
James suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, he heard Jane Sampson say, "Angelic children are always other peopleâs kids. Once theyâre your own, they can only be little devils forever."
That was not all.
"So, James, how about we urge Peter Gingery to find a girlfriend and get married sooner and have a couple of kids?"
At this moment, James felt like there was a knife stabbed in his chest, one he had driven in himself, of course, with Jane Sampsonâs vigorous assistance from the side.
"No," James said coldly, "I can have children myself."
"But you canât give birth," Jane Sampson seriously retorted, "Have you forgotten your gender? So far, the technology for men to give birth is not yet advanced enough to have a child."
"My own wife will give birth," James gritted his teeth.
James didnât believe Jane Sampson couldnât understand his words, itâs just that her earnest explanation was intentional.
"Could we possibly apply for..."
Before Jane Sampson could finish, James directly and crisply rejected it.
"No."
Jane Sampson pursed her lips, she just knew.
So infuriating!
Really, it made her angry!
Such an understanding, she didnât want any part of it, why couldnât she be given a chance to speak?
Jane Sampson was unhappy and just hung up the phone, then sat alone, cradling her cheek, imagining the future appearance of her and Jamesâs child.
If they were to have a son who looked like the father, wouldnât her future life be quite terrifying?
Thinking about it, she wanted to sneak a bite of something. With elders above and a child below, four eyes staring at her, two cold and stern faces saying,
"Jane Sampson, youâre not allowed to sneak food!"
Or,
"Mommy, youâre not allowed to sneak food."
Such a life, thinking about it, also made Jane Sampson feel quite desperate.
Just when Jane Sampson was imagining the daunting future of the three of them, her mobile phone suddenly rang. She thought it was James calling back to annoy her, was about to reject the call, but seeing it was James Carter, she hurriedly picked it up.
"Mr. Carter!" Jane Sampson sweetly called into the phone.
James Carter had seen on Janeâs Moments that she was waiting at the airport preparing to return to Capital Province, which is why he had called.
"You havenât boarded yet?" Knowing about the hostility Jillian Carter had towards Jane Sampson, James Carter felt very guilty, "I want to explain about William King."