CEO's Reborn Wife

Chapter 66: Chapter 74: Deserved

It obviously couldn’t have been James Black who bit her.

”Oh my God, this acne! This acne!” Jane Sampson flung her mirror into her purse, leaned despondently against the back of the chair, and let out a long sigh, ”My flourishing beauty is ruined.”

”Flourishing beauty?” James Black had never heard anyone brag about themselves like that before, and he turned off the car, ”Let me see.”

James Black reached out, cupped Jane’s face, and turned it towards him. Only then did he notice that she indeed had a sizable pimple on her chin. Seeing her pouting and unhappy, he pressed down on the pimple, and Jane cried out in pain.

”Does it hurt?” asked James Black, knowing full well.

”What do you think! What do you think!” Jane yelled at James Black, didn’t he see her tears were almost spurting out from the pain?

”Serves you right.” James Black reached over and unbuckled Jane’s seatbelt, ”Get out of the car.”

If that wasn’t deserving, what was?

Knowing her body wasn’t in the best shape yet still gorging on all sorts of junk,

Before, she’d eaten until her nose bled and she suffered diarrhea; this time, merely developing a pimple was being polite to her.

Jane got out of the car huffily, and as she was about to head upstairs without a second glance, James Black called her back, ”Don’t lose control of your mouth again while I’m not around.”

”I know!” Jane responded irritably, waving a little hand at him with her back turned.

”I’ll be back next weekend, I won’t bite you,” said James Black with utmost satisfaction as he started the car and drove off, leaving a stunned Jane standing there as if she had been struck by thunder.

Jane gradually snapped out of it, struggling to make sense of James Black’s last sentence—what did he mean by ’I won’t bite you’?

Damn!

Turtle egg!

If he was going to leave, he could’ve at least spared her the vexation of that parting remark!

Back at home, Jane slammed her purse onto the tabletop, fuming, and glanced at her mobile phone, the thought of having to take time out of her workday to visit the bank made her furious enough to want to drag James Black back and beat him to death.

Once home, Jane collapsed on the sofa and started scrolling through Moments, cradling her phone, when Nina Rice called her almost instantly.

”I saw your new Moments post, is Brother James Black heading back this weekend again?”

As soon as Nina connected, she dropped this line; she had guessed it two days before when she saw Jane’s post on Moments. It was a mutual understanding between Nina and Peter Gingery that whenever Jane posted an ”Ah!” with a string of exclamation marks and a crying emoji on Moments, it meant James Black was home again.

”Yep,” Jane responded with a particularly smug laugh, ”But he just got called back to the team base!”

At that, Nina burst into laughter.

”Then I’m coming over to your place right now, I had a fight with my mother, and I’m running away from home.”

After saying this, Nina hung up with a click, and about 15 minutes later, she was knocking at Jane’s home doorway.

”That was quick, were you already nearby?” Jane said as she opened the door and spotted Nina holding a big suitcase, ”Weren’t you on a business trip? When did you get back? Why on earth did you get into a fight with your mom? How old are you, still running away from home? Isn’t that childish?”

Irritated by Jane’s nagging, Nina glared at her as she dragged her 26-inch suitcase into, heading straight to the guest room to set it down. Only then did she start to explain the reasons for her departure to Jane.

”The business trip wasn’t the main event this time; the climax was my mother secretly arranging a blind date for me over there and deceiving me into thinking we were meeting a client, luring me there under false pretenses. That man, I don’t even know what’s good about him. My mother overpraises him to the sky; it all feels so awkward to me. She insists I spend more time with him.”