Perhaps in the world, no wife was more aggrieved than her. She had to humble herself to cook for her husband's gossip girlfriend who even had special requests.
"Don't be mad at me, okay?"
Jeremy's voice softened. He knew she was sad, so he just couldn't help but comfort her.
Seeing that she kept holding her waist with her hands and her head was sweating, Ella said that it was very hard for Fiona to knead the dough. It took such a long time.
As Rose urged him, he didn't want to test her any more, as he could not bear to do so.
He whispered to her, "I'm sorry."
Jeremy apologized sincerely. He held her hands, turned on the warm water, and carefully washed her hands, little by little.
"Forgive me, okay? I just want you to pay more attention to me. "
"You..."
The situation had changed so fast. A moment ago, Fiona had been cursing him a bastard. But now, he had changed his attitude suddenly. He even apologized to her!
How scary it was!
She became excited and examined him up and down. She shook her shaking hand in front of him and asked, "Are you sick?"
"I'm fine. You're the one who is sick."
"Since you know I'm not feeling well, why did you ask me to cook for you? Please prepare the noodles for Miss Rose. I'm going to have a rest now. "
She didn't know why she felt so happy. Her mind told her that Jeremy had nothing to do with Rose. Her hands were clean, with the warmth of his.
Back in the bedroom, she leaned on the bed and looked around.
The bedroom was as simple as hers. She closed her eyes with satisfaction, ready to sleep.
"Wake up."
"What?"
Jeremy shook her and said, "Get up and eat the noodles."
As soon as she heard Jeremy's voice, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. Then she moved herself to another side and went on sleeping. She had no appetite at all and she didn't want to eat anything.
Noodles?
Were these noodles cooked by Jeremy? She immediately opened her eyes and looked at the bowl of noodles. Jeremy had seen through her. He could not help but smile. "Don't worry. I have asked Rose to leave. We're just friends. This bowl of noodles is specially made for you."
He could only cook for her.
"Don't lie to me." Fiona didn't believe it.
"I won't lie to you."
It was rare for her to have the appetite to finish a whole bowl of noodles. So, Fiona leaned against the bed happily. Seeing that Jeremy was busy going up and down, she asked carefully, "You and Miss Rose?"
"We are just friends. Don't be jealous."
"I'm not jealous."
She turned her head because she didn't want Jeremy to see her blush.
In the next few days, Jeremy drove her to school. He chose a cheap car and waited for her at a bus station which was far from the school.
One day, as soon as she came out of the school, she saw a handsome man standing at the school gate, with a bottle of water in his hand.
He didn't play by the rules. She felt a bit unexpected.
Fiona walked quickly the man and took the water from him. "Why are you waiting for me here?"
Jeremy was flustered. "Do I embarrass you?"
He, as a real husband, was actually feeling awful since he had to pick up his wife in secret.
"I was just kidding." She didn't care about how others thought of her. She just wanted to live a peaceful life and not cause too much trouble to attract too much attention.
When they got back to the car, Jeremy started the car and said, "We won't go home for dinner tonight. Let's meet some of my friends first."
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