Chapter 4 Worried (part2)

She asked further, seemingly wanting William to confirm that he and Madison were not really in love.

"Have you forgotten Madison?"

"Yes, forgot."

He took her hand and continued:

"Sorry for letting you suffer all this time. I should have realized my feelings for you sooner. Jennifer Martinez, I love you!"

The three words "I love you" were the three words she wanted to hear the most in the past three years. In the end all her efforts paid off. She was so happy that she burst into tears, her heart breaking. She didn't understand why she reacted like that, she should have laughed, but now she was crying like a baby. Are these tears of happiness?

Seeing her cry, he quickly hugged her to comfort her:

"Don't cry anymore, I'm here. I won't leave you, won't make you sad. Let's start over together, okay?"

She nodded in response, wrapping her arms around him. Now she feels what love feels like. Warm! Really very warm! Perhaps for her happiness was as simple as that. Be next to the person you love, go through the ups and downs of life together.

After he was in a better mood, he let go of his hand and said softly:

"It's late, let's go home."

She smiled and nodded.

He opened the car door carefully and helped her inside and quickly got into the car. He reached out and took a bag of mangoes from the back seat and gave it to her.

"Your mango. I bought some toast for you to eat. I stopped to help that girl earlier, so it's all cold now."

"It's okay, still a little warmer. Thank you."

"Let's back home."

She happily nodded her hand still clutching the bag of toast he bought. Although it was cold, it contained his feelings. She took a loaf of toast and took a bite. Looking at her like that, he smiled satisfied.

"From now on, whatever you like, I will buy it all for you."

"Really? Even if that thing is hard to find?"

"As long as you like it, I can find it anywhere."

The two of them chatted, the atmosphere in the car was so happy that it became happier.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in the mansion's garage. He went out before opening the car door for her. Although her leg pain is now relieved but walking is still very difficult, he had to carry her into the house. Leaving her on the sofa, he hurried to find the first aid box. Taking off his white shoes and looking at her red and swollen feet, he frowned slightly in his heart.

"Look, your legs are all red."

He said while applying medicine to her. She smiled wryly and replied:

"I'm sorry."

" I tell you to wait at home for me, but you don't follow what i say ?"

She replied:

"Because I'm so worried about you. Seeing you gone and not coming back, it's still dark like this. I'm afraid something bad will happen to you. I'm sorry for not listening to you!"

He patted her head.

"Don't apologize anymore. It's also my fault that I left without telling you.

"It's okay, where's your phone? I called you but you didn't pick up?"

Hearing her say that, he started taking out his phone to check.

"Ah, my phone's battery is dead. I'll be more careful next time."

He looked up and met her gaze lovingly at him. It's been more than three years, those eyes, that smile for him have not changed a bit. It immerses him in sweetness. For a moment he felt regret, if he had accepted her love, perhaps he would have seen this look and smile sooner.

Seeing him blankly looking at her without speaking, she gently shook her hand.

"William, how are you?"

The sound of her voice startled him, making him close his eyes. He shook his head and replied.

"It's okay, the bandage is done. Next time, be careful, okay?"

She nodded.

"I know."

"It's late, go to your room to rest."

She replied to his words

"But...how about dinner?"

"Rice? Don't tell me you haven't eaten yet?"

"I was busy looking for you, so I didn't eat."

He sighed in disappointment but looked at her face with a helpless smile. Looking at his watch, it was almost 1 am, hesitated for a moment, he said:

"Come in for lunch. Don't let your stomach go hungry"

She nodded listening to him.

She rolled her eyes and followed him into the dining room. Although it was late, this large villa had laughter for the first time.

Early next morning.

The first warm rays of sunlight came through the window onto the place where her head rested. Jennifer Martinez moved her brows slightly to wake up. She sat up and looked around dreamily. She was alone in the room, beside the bed was empty and empty. Perhaps, he went to the company to work. She stretched her shoulders a few times and hurriedly got out of bed to go to the bathroom to wash up, then went downstairs after finishing somewhere.

Arriving on the first floor, the scent of food wafted through the nostrils, and the sound of rattles came from the kitchen. Hearing a strange noise, she went to the kitchen. From a distance, she saw him working hard to cook. For the first time in more than three years of marriage, she saw him in the kitchen. The white shirt behind the apron was neatly worn on the body, a few drops of sweat beaded on his forehead. He looks more like a family man now than the usual unapproachable general manager.

Jennifer smiled happily, walking towards him step by step.

"What a surprise! Did William Jackson's general manager personally come down to the kitchen to cook today?"

He turned back to look at her and then put the freshly made dish on the table.

"You're awake? Hurry up and have breakfast. Try my skills."