Blake squinted his eyes slightly. He looked cold and arrogant as if he was a tyrant looking down at her. His black eyes that appeared abysmal were emanating an intimidating pressure. When he parted his thin lips, a manly voice asked, “Why are you showing your temper again?” He pinched her chin strongly because he did not want her to move. Jessica endured the sting at her chin. She frowned but did not say anything. Instead, she averted his gaze and looked elsewhere. ‘Doesn’t he realize what he did?’ With that in mind, she took a deep breath and her swaying gaze coincidentally landed on the glass of milk. As a matter of fact, she could have done what she was told and given him a cup of coffee. He was the one suffering from the headaches, not her, hence she did not have to care that much. However, her days in the family were numbered, and since she had lived with him for the past two years, she had the thought of taking care of him one last time, but it seemed like her thoughtfu
“I could explain the proposal to you, Mrs. Ferguson, so you can tell Mr. Ferguson later, but…” Kim glanced at Jessica’s lips and went silent, intentionally leaving the sentence unfinished. It might sound like she was being considerate, but the quiet attack was more effective than a straightforward one. Jessica could not share Blake’s burden because she could not even speak! She gripped the spoon in her hand tightly. Kim was not asking for a day off. She was flaunting her malicious intentions. Jessica blinked and smiled softly as she typed: [If you put it that way and I don’t give you a day off, your efforts will go to waste.]If Kim could hide another meaning in between the lines, so could she! After Kim left, Jessica flashed a cold grin. That night, when Blake came back with boxes of gifts, he did not have dinner at home. Now, Jessica knew he had gone to dinner with Kim. ‘The project is your child? Kim Jackson, do you really think the project is your child with Blake? And
Blake looked at her and whispered into her ears, “I told you, you must learn how to flatter me and not make me mad. Get it?” On the next day, Jessica woke up in her bed. After sex in the study room, she had gone back to her room and locked it. Blake had access to the key, but he did not disturb her after his lust was fulfilled. Maybe because the sex last night was exhausting, she fell into a deep sleep and only woke up when the sun was already hanging high in the sky. However, she felt like she had sleep paralysis last night because she felt suffocated when she woke up. She heard a rustling at her door. She believed it was Winson playing outside because her son usually woke up early in the morning. She got out of bed and opened the door. Indeed, Winson was right outside her door, and when he saw her, he ran into her and hugged her legs. “Mama, morning.” The moment Jessica saw her cute son, her heart felt as soft as jelly. She lifted him up and gave him a kiss on his cheeks.
Jessica got fed up with Kim wanting to flaunt her bracelet, so she simply nodded and then went to work. Just when she was about to enter the subway station, an irritating screech sounded in her ears. Jessica turned around and saw a white Porsche approaching her. The driver was none other than Thomas. He drove the car slowly to match her walking pace and gave her a friendly smile. “Where are you going? Need a lift?” Jessica had only met Thomas once at the park before this and she had never seen him before. She was not avoiding him or whatsoever. They just never crossed paths until now. However, after knowing that Thomas was the second son of the Waynes, Jessica felt awkward around him. She did almost marry him after all. Jessica smiled and pointed at the subway station. She made it clear that she was taking the subway and rejected his offer. She turned away and got on the escalator down to the station. Her figure slowly disappeared beyond the station. It was rush hour, thus
In the current society, everyone had a smartphone, from the youngest elementary student to the oldest elders of 80 to 90 years old. All kinds of apps were available for download, and creating an app for the mute and the deaf to help them solve their daily problems sounded like a great charity project. There were existing apps on the market that could convert voice to words, but they were not stable or powerful enough to help the deaf and mute in their daily lives. After hearing Thomas out, she started to understand his intention and motive. “I think you understand the needs and wants of the deaf and mute the best, so I want to ask you to help me. Is that okay?” Thomas looked at Jessica. He was not making fun of her being mute. Instead, he sounded sincere with his request. Jessica knew that the man did not look down on her because, among all the people she knew, he was the only one who praised her sign language. If such an app could exist, it would be very beneficial to the de
Jessica was shocked. When she turned around and saw Blake behind her, she glared at him and reached out to him, trying to get her phone back. Blake grunted. He dodged her hands and lifted the phone to his face, trying to find out what she had been up to. Upset, she stood up on the couch and immediately became taller than him. However, Blake easily dodged her and held her back single-handedly as he squinted his eyes at the phone screen. He was surprised when he finally saw the contents on the phone. He thought that she was chatting with someone, but she was actually jotting down notes. The note was filled with all kinds of words for daily use and they were listed down neatly. Sorry. Thank you. I’m happy. How much is this? Strawberry. Apple. Watermelon. All the words felt like they had been copied from Winson’s illustrated cards. The further Blake scrolled, the tighter his brows grew. “Why are you writing all this? Are you trying to make a label or something?” J
Blake returned to the study and locked the door. He went on Weibo, and what he read made him furrow his brows. There was a newly followed page in the list of supported pages on Jessica’s page: ‘Bright Life Culture Inc.’.… Joe was on a date with his new girlfriend, and they were in the theatre, watching a movie. Just as he tried to hold his girlfriend’s hand, the phone in his pocket vibrated, alarming him. He looked at the caller ID and realized that it was his boss. Joe helplessly wiped his forehead. His girlfriend glared at him and he apologetically smiled at her. “It’s a call from God. I must answer this.” His girlfriend pouted. “You are not working now. Why are you answering your boss’s call? I always turn off my work phone!” Joe was having a headache. His new girlfriend might be beautiful, but she had a short-temper. “It’s just a phone call.” “Who is more important, your boss or me?” Joe looked at his girlfriend’s beautiful face and patted her head. “Stay here.” He t
Joe said, “Since Bright Life is practically a new company, they haven’t done anything major, so their next step is to make their grand entrance into the market and attract attention. Other than some other sizable projects, the company is also working on a charity project.” “Charity?” A charity project was a good way to attract attention and fans. Blake leaned to the side and propped his hand on the arm of the chair. He was rubbing his forehead as though some heavy thoughts were going through his mind. “Right, the charity project hasn’t been announced, but based on what I found, they are trying to build an app for the deaf and mute.” When Joe mentioned the app, Blake squinted his eyes. He finally got the answer that he had been seeking. ‘So, Jessica followed Bright Life’s page and has been doing homework every day because she’s involved in it? Hmmm….’ When Joe saw the ambiguous look on his boss's face, his back suddenly felt cold and the chill ran down his spine. When he