Jane Sampson tilted her head up and gave James Black a sweet, sweet smile, "You go rest a bit, Iāll have the meal ready soon, and Iāll call you to eat later."
Jane Sampson thought James Black should hug her or kiss her, but he didnāt.
James Black grabbed the stuff, didnāt even glance at her, and turned to leave.
Jane Sampson stood there puzzled, thinking.
So, was her alarm deactivated?
Or was it not deactivated?
Jane Sampson shook her head, "Since heās taken the stuff, he must not be mad anymore."
With this lightheartedness, Jane Sampson finished the lunch, the meals were served on the table, the three dishes and one soup were colorful, fragrant, and delicious. Jane Sampson took off her apron and called James Black who was in the study.
But, when it was time to eat, Jane Sampson realized she had lifted her alarm too early.
She knew it, how could James Black be so easy to console!
How could a mad daddy Black be appeased by just a few cards?
During the meal, James Black didnāt say a single word to her.
Nor did he look at her.
Clearly, he was still mad.
Jane Sampson was deflated.
She rested her chin on the already cleaned tabletop.
What else was he expecting?
Heād already taken the cards.
How could he still be mad?
Isnāt this unreasonable?
Isnāt this just being a sore loser?
She had given no less than three cards!
James Black came out from the kitchen, didnāt even glance at the little disheartened monkey lying by the dinner table, and went straight into the study.
Jane Sampson waited until James Black went in before she sat upright again, scratched her head, and grew anxious.
Yet, she wasnāt happy.
This feeling was just like having eaten a sour, unripe grape.
Jane Sampson lingered in the living room for a few minutes before stepping to the study.
She plopped down opposite James Black, seeing him still practicing calligraphy, she took out her mobile phone and rapidly typed a message to James Black on WhatsApp.
Youāve accepted my gift; how can you still be mad! ā James Blackās wife.
Then, daringly, she reached out and snatched the pen from James Blackās hand. When he lifted his gaze to glance at her, she proudly turned her head aside, extending her mobile phone forward.
Hmph!
Since he wasnāt talking to her, she too would rather not talk to him!
After a few seconds, James Black pushed her hand back.
Then, Jane Sampson received a new message on WhatsApp.
Thereās no law in our nation stating that taking stuff prevents one from continuing to be mad. ā Jane Sampsonās Mr. Black.
Upon seeing this line, Jane Sampson nearly choked to death.
What he said made so much sense, what to do?
Heās accepted the stuff and still mad, he simply lacks shame, but, heās not breaking the law.
Jane Sampson turned her head toward James Black, who nonchalantly continued practicing calligraphy, and for a moment, she had the impulse to throw her mobile phone at his face.
But, she held back.
Then give me back the stuff! ā James Blackās wife.
After sending it, Jane Sampson heard James Blackās phone ding with a new WhatsApp message notification.
After waiting a few seconds, Jane Sampson hadnāt received a reply from James Black.
So she sent him another message.
Give it back! ā James Blackās wife.
Only to find out, with a system notification stating, you are not the otherās friend, the other party cannot receive your message.
???
!!!!
Jane Sampson was completely dumbfounded.
So, while she was waiting for his reply, James Black had quietly blocked her, right in front of her?
Jane Sampson had not even recovered from the shock of being blocked as a WhatsApp friend by James Black, and he had already left the study.